The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 219: Do Less Things That Go Against Your Conscience
When Lin Mowan deeply realized that he just wanted to be her substitute, she began to be unable to accept it little by little.

Until her memory recovered little by little, the figure who had tried to catch her countless times became increasingly blurred, and she began to care more and more about Rong'er's existence.

She thought, if it was Shen Weiyuan who saved her, it would be great, but she also thought, even if it was really him, what would it matter? He had saved many people, and she would only be one of the people he saved, and there would be nothing special about her.

When she didn't love him, she didn't care who he had in his heart. Let alone one person, even if there were eight or ten of them, it would have nothing to do with her. After all, she really only wanted money and power at that time.

But people are so strange, once they develop feelings, they seem to not tolerate even the slightest flaw. Rather than living under Hua Rong's shadow for the rest of her life, she would rather listen to her uncle, be herself, be Lin Mowan.

Lin Qinhai looked at her with a complicated expression, mostly guilt and heartache. He sighed softly, but Lin Mowan just smiled sadly, looked up at Lin Qinhai in self-mockery, and said, "Maybe, I don't like him that much."

Their eyes met, Lin Qinhai was stunned for a moment, his lips slightly opened, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't utter it, and just sighed helplessly.

In the following days, Shen Weiyuan did not come again until the day of the hunting banquet, when Lin Qinhai finally took Lin Tianxiao and Lin Mowan with him.

Taking advantage of the fact that Shen Weiyuan was not paying attention to this side, Lin Qinhai quickly winked at Lin Tianxiao. The father and son seemed to have discussed it in advance. Lin Tianxiao turned around and approached Lin Mowan with a smile.

Lin Mowan glanced at him, as if sensing his ill intentions, and asked warily, "What are you doing?"

Lin Tianxiao smiled, he turned around to look at Shen Weiyuan who had his back to him, he approached Lin Mowan, raised his hand to point at the black-clothed boy who was aiming at the target, and whispered: "The young master of Tianxia Escort Agency, he is 28 years old this year, he is as chaste as a jade, and his character is very good, how do you think?"

Lin Mowan looked in the direction of his finger and saw a tall and straight young man, about 1.8 meters tall. She could imagine his handsome face just by looking at his back.

After just a glance, Lin Mowan turned around and glared at Lin Tianxiao, giving him a fierce look and pretending to be dumbfounded: "What do you mean?"

Lin Tianxiao said with a light "tsk". "Don't play dumb. I know you understand what I mean. If you think it's okay, I'll ask him to come over and you two can have a chat?"

"..." Lin Mowan was silent, with a look of rejection on her face. Lin Tianxiao obviously saw it, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Why do you have to hang yourself on a tree? What happened in the past is over, and you should look at other people."

As he spoke, Lin Mowan did not respond. She just glanced at the spot and concentrated on shooting arrows, not noticing the young master of Tianxia Escort Agency here at all.

Lin Mowan expressed her opinion: "You, stop worrying about me and stop doing things that go against your conscience."

"..." This time it was Lin Tianxiao who remained silent. He didn't understand. How could making plans for her be considered as something going against his conscience?
Feeling frustrated, he sighed dejectedly, shook his head and left.

Lin Mowan stood there, but did not forget the purpose of her visit today. She looked around, looking for Shen Junchi's whereabouts.

Perhaps it was because the banquet had just begun and Shen Junchi was busy somewhere, so he was not seen at the moment.

Lin Tianxiao was not obsessed with matchmaking for Lin Mowan, so he pulled her to the side to shoot arrows.

When Lin Tianxiao shot an arrow with good technique, hitting the bull's eye, he proudly threw the bow in his hand to Lin Mowan, leaned against the railing beside him, raised his chin, like a victorious rooster, raised his chin high, his eyes full of pride: "What do you think, your brother is awesome, don't you want me to teach you?"

As he spoke, he seemed to be waiting for Lin Mowan to rush over to him and ask for his advice, looking very proud.

Lin Mowan just smiled without saying anything, and then she held the bow in her hand, turned around and pulled out an arrow from the tube, nocked the arrow, drew the bow, aimed, and released the arrow. After a smooth movement, the sharp arrow tip cut through the air and flew straight to the same target. In the blink of an eye, the arrow actually split the arrow fixed on the target.

Lin Tianxiao looked at this scene and immediately put away his smiling face. He walked up to Lin Mowan in amazement, and his eyes wandered back and forth between her and the target for a long time.

"You...it...this arrow...is not...you are so good why don't you say anything?" Lin Tianxiao looked at her and could not believe his eyes. If he had not seen her shoot it with his own eyes, he would have suspected cheating.

Lin Mowan just smiled at him, solemnly put the bow in his hand, and said, "You didn't ask."

“……”There seems to be nothing wrong.

Lin Tianxiao was speechless for a moment.

Seeing him scratching the back of his head in suspicion and disbelief, Lin Mowan smiled. She looked away and unexpectedly saw the person she was looking for - Shen Junchi.

He was coming out of the woods with several people of similar age. He could vaguely hear them flattering each other. Soon, the people around him were asked to leave, leaving only the servants behind him who pushed him forward.

Perhaps it was because Lin Mowan's eyes were too straightforward, Shen Junchi quickly noticed this side, and when he raised his eyes to look over, their eyes met.

After a brief eye contact, they seemed to understand each other's meaning. Lin Mowan also felt strange, but she saw him dismiss the person pushing the wheelchair behind him.

Lin Mowan hesitated for a moment, but still walked forward. He sat there waiting, as if he was waiting for her.

Lin Mowan said, "Master Shen, can I talk to you alone?"

Shen Junchi remained silent and did not speak immediately. His dead eyes examined Lin Mowan, then looked in the direction of Shen Weiyuan. At this time, Shen Weiyuan was still busy chatting with others while shooting arrows.

He nodded: "That's right, I also have something I want to talk to Miss Lin about."

The two reached a consensus, so they found a deserted place, which was a stone table deep in the bamboo forest for people to rest.

As the bamboo leaves fell, Lin Mowan didn't like beating around the bush and said directly, "Master Shen should know why I came to you."

Shen Junchi glanced at her with some surprise, and then suddenly relaxed his guard in the face of her doubtful and uncertain eyes, and chuckled, "Why are you so sure, Miss Lin?"

Lin Mowan didn't say anything. Her intuition told her that she must know Shen Junchi. The time in Zither Garden was definitely not their first meeting, but she just couldn't remember anything.

The doubts in her heart grew. She clearly felt that they must know each other, but now Shen Junchi's attitude made her doubt her intuition.

After a long silence, Shen Junchi had no intention of speaking first. Lin Mowan calmed down and asked, "Is Hua Rong really dead? Or has she always been alive, but Shen Weiyuan didn't know?"

Hearing the question she asked, Shen Junchi didn't seem surprised. The gloom on his face disappeared and was replaced by a gentle smile.