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

Chapter 140 As long as she doesn't drag us into this, we don't care what she wants to do
Somehow, although Lin Mowan was smiling, people inexplicably felt a chill.

Hanyan subconsciously protected her stomach, thinking about how she had tricked herself into wearing her clothes and pretending to be her to push Gongshu Tingyue down. Hanyan was still frightened.

Hanyan didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but the more she thought about it, the stranger it felt. She realized later that Lin Mowan seemed to be going after Gongshu Tingyue's child.

Hanyan was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "Well, I didn't tell you about my pregnancy because I didn't have time to tell you. I was just planning to ask Mengru to pass on the message to you, but who would have thought that you would come."

Lin Mowan raised her eyes slightly, moving her gaze from her belly to her face. She hesitated for a moment, as if she understood the weakness in her words and also understood what she was thinking at the moment.

Lin Mowan looked at her and smiled, "Look at what you said, you don't think I would harm your child, do you?"

Hanyan's expression froze, she didn't say anything, and lowered her eyes slightly. However, Lin Mowan just paused and said, "Don't worry, my target has always been Gongshu Tingyue, and it has nothing to do with you."

Of course, all this is only based on the premise that Hanyan will not pose a threat to her. This is still possible now, but sooner or later one of them will fall out first, and it depends on who can keep calm.

Now, listening to Lin Mowan's promise, Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief. She had to give birth to the child safely, and there must not be any mistakes. This child was her future capital.

Seeing Hanyan heaved a sigh of relief and seemed to have temporarily let down her guard, Lin Mowan sat aside, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water, pretending to ask casually: "By the way, has she caused you any trouble recently?"

Hanyan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked up at Lin Mowan. After just a moment, the inquiry in her eyes disappeared, and was replaced by a sudden realization. The "she" Lin Mowan mentioned was Gongshu Tingyue.

She was silent for a moment, lowered her eyes, a trace of guilt flashed through her eyes, but she quickly calmed down, a smile appeared on her face, and she said, "That's it. After being locked up, she became much more honest. I haven't seen her for a long time. Thanks to this, I have time to rest and take care of my baby."

Lin Mowan listened, gently shaking the cup in her hand thoughtfully, with a barely perceptible chill in her eyes. She calmly put down the tea in her hand, and did not expose her, but smiled back in the same way: "That's good, I was worried that you were pregnant, and she would do something bad to you."

She spoke sincerely, as if she was really worried about Hanyan. Seeing this, Hanyan's frown gradually relaxed, and she comforted Lin Mowan: "Don't worry, young lady. I'm pregnant now. She's already supporting me. How could she do anything bad to me?"

Lin Mowan listened, but just smiled and said nothing while holding the teacup in her hand...

She didn't stay long. She just said a few words to Hanyan symbolically and prepared to leave. But she didn't expect that just as she reached the gate of the courtyard and hadn't even had time to step out of the threshold, she looked up and ran into Jiang Wenqing who had just returned and was rushing towards her in a hurry.

The next moment, Jiang Wenqing also stopped and looked at Lin Mowan in front of him. A hint of surprise and possibility flashed across his face, but he only hesitated for a brief moment before he came to his senses immediately.

He lowered his eyes, avoiding Lin Mowan's gaze, coughed lightly to hide his panic, pretended to be casual, and said: "What a coincidence, when did you come here?"

Lin Mowan stared at him intently, never missing any emotion in his eyes. She knew very well that judging from his anxious expression just now, as if he was rushing to save someone, he must have known about her coming from somewhere and was afraid that she would miscarry the baby in Hanyan's belly like she had done to Gongshu Tingyue.

However, seeing Jiang Wenqing trying his best to cover up, Lin Mowan did not intend to expose him. She just smiled slightly, turned around to look at Hanyan standing in the yard, and said, "It's been a while. I just came here to give Third Aunt something. It's not a big deal. Daddy came back so early today."

Jiang Wenqing nodded and looked inside through the gap created by Lin Mowan's sideways movement. After confirming that Hanyan was safe and sound, the tension in Jiang Wenqing's eyes disappeared.

He swallowed his saliva in fear, and the whole person looked a little unnatural, but he still answered with a stiff upper lip: "I just came back from the palace, so I wanted to come and see you. Would you like to come in and sit down?" Lin Mowan heard this, but smiled decisively and shook her head: "No, I have already finished talking to the third aunt, so I won't disturb you."

She said, her smile still as gentle and sweet as ever. She bowed and greeted him, then left Hanyan's yard with Yuzhi.

Watching her gradually walking away, Jiang Wenqing stood there, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, stood outside the door, calmed himself, and then walked into the yard...

At this time, Lin Mowan and Yuzhi gradually walked away. Looking at the courtyard gradually receding behind them, Yuzhi was a little puzzled: "Miss, from now on, the matter of the third concubine..."

She knew that the questions Lin Mowan asked just now were all tests, and the other party chose to lie when Lin Mowan knew the real answer. In other words, Hanyan was just using Lin Mowan as a stepping stone.

When one day she gets the position she wants, the first thing she will do is to clear away all the obstacles and stepping stones.

Lin Mowan certainly understood, but now was not the time to completely turn hostile. She smiled and said indifferently, "Keep watching her. As long as she doesn't drag us into this, we don't care what she wants to do."

"Yes."

……

late at night.

The wind was exceptionally strong tonight, making the tightly closed doors and windows creak uncontrollably. Listening to the "woooo" sound outside the door, Xiao Sanhua sat next to Lin Mowan, straightened her back, and stared outside vigilantly.

Lin Mowan sat at the table, wearing a thin white inner garment and a casual coat on the outside, reading a book in the still bright candlelight. Yuzhi cleaned up the room and took away the clothes she had changed into.

The door closed gently, and the wind outside was blowing non-stop. Suddenly, the tightly closed window was pushed open from the outside, and the strong wind rushed into the room, making the pages of the book placed aside rustle.

Lin Mowan looked up and saw Shen Weiyuan had already turned over and entered the house, closing the window with his backhand. He was dressed in black, leaning against the window, covering his waist with his hands, blood flowing out from between his fingers, dripping onto the floor at his feet.

Why is he injured again?

Thinking about the last time in Wisteria Garden, he fell off the wall and looked like he was almost dead. Apart from anything else, this guy is still pretty tough.

Lin Mowan was a little surprised, but she reacted quickly, put down the book in her hand and went over to him, "Second Master, how did you get hurt like this?"

As she spoke, she carefully helped him to sit down on the bed. He didn't say anything, but just gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure it. Lin Mowan didn't dare to ask any more questions. She got up and went out to call Yuzhi. After briefly explaining the situation, Yuzhi hurried to prepare hot water.

Lin Mowan turned back, closed the door carefully, dug out the spare medicine box, and glanced at Shen Weiyuan who was sitting on the bed. He had consciously taken off his shirt, revealing his strong and straight chest and back.

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