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

Chapter 175: Quarrel?
Shen Weiyuan stood in front of him, with his hands behind his back, looking at him with complicated eyes, nodded without saying anything, obviously he must have heard the conversation between the two just now.

Luo Haosong did not notice anything unusual, but just chatted with Shen Weiyuan warmly: "Let me see if there is anything I can help with."

Shen Weiyuan just nodded, obviously absent-minded, with anxiety in his eyes. After hesitating for a few times, he said, "It's okay. We are here. We don't need you for the time being. You can go back first."

"Oh."

Luo Haosong responded, seemingly not noticing anything unusual. He just took the food box and left dejectedly. He did not forget to turn around and waved goodbye to Lin Mowan with a smile, still as generous as ever.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Weiyuan closed his eyes feeling a little tired. When he opened his eyes again, Luo Haosong had already walked far away. When he turned around, he saw that Lin Mowan's gaze was still following the walking Luo Haosong.

He let out a long sigh, took a few steps forward with his long legs, and stood in front of Lin Mowan.

Only when her sight was blocked did Lin Mowan raise her eyes to look at the man in front of her. He had a gloomy face and glanced at the empty basin in front of him. He wanted to ask her if she was tired and if she wanted to go to the tent to rest, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he somehow said: "It's been a pleasant chat."

Lin Mowan looked at the flash of anger in his eyes, and her heart couldn't help but sink. She lowered her eyes, with a look of nervousness and helplessness on her face, and said, "We are just friends."

Shen Weiyuan remained silent and didn't say anything, just staring at her with resentful eyes. Lin Mowan felt uneasy in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. After all, this kind of thing was not something she could control.

If she was the one who took the initiative to seduce others, then he would be angry and she would have nothing to say, but she clearly did nothing and made her position clear at the first time, so how could he blame her?

Thinking about it, she felt a little aggrieved. Facing his accusing eyes, she no longer looked at him, nor spoke. She just lowered her head, feeling a little angry.

Seeing her like this, Shen Weiyuan's rationality was suddenly pulled back a little. He opened his eyes, sighed heavily, and began to wonder if he was really fierce just now.

At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder. It was Xiao Sheng. He didn't know what was going on yet. He just put one hand on Shen Weiyuan's shoulder, put one hand on his waist, took a long breath, and complained to himself: "Finally, I'm almost done with my work. I'm so tired."

After saying that, he looked up and saw Lin Mowan standing behind the porridge stall. When their eyes met, his expression froze, as if he had just realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him. He awkwardly withdrew his hand from Shen Weiyuan's shoulder.
He looked at Lin Mowan and then at Shen Weiyuan, and took the initiative to move aside. Then he frowned and looked back and forth between the two of them with suspicious eyes for a long time before he asked tentatively: "Did you have a fight?"

"..."

"..."

The two parties chose to remain silent again. The atmosphere became a little tense for a while, and it seemed as if they didn't dare to breathe deeply.

Xiao Sheng scratched his head in bewilderment. He could coax Bai Yun, but he couldn't coax other people. Helplessly, he looked around and made up an excuse: "Well, I'll go over there and take a look. You guys chat first."

He said, and walked away quickly without waiting for Shen Weiyuan to say anything. Shen Weiyuan frowned, glanced at Lin Mowan in distress, and raised his hand to scratch his hair in annoyance. He always felt that he shouldn't have done that just now, but he couldn't bring himself to apologize, so he could only look at her with hesitation.

Lin Mowan did not express her dissatisfaction. She just looked around at the refugees who had been temporarily appeased, but did not see Yuzhi. She thought she was still busy in the tent to accommodate the refugees.

She gritted her teeth and took the initiative to speak: "Since there is nothing else here that needs my help, I will go back first."

As she spoke, she bowed, turned around, took her umbrella and walked towards the city. Watching her gradually walking away, Shen Weiyuan took a deep breath and wanted to call her, but his throat seemed to be stuck with something, and he couldn't even call out until he watched her go away...

Lin Mowan had just walked a short distance when a few huge dark clouds suddenly floated over the originally sunny weather, and snowflakes mixed with rain fell on the ground. She had no choice but to open her umbrella, look up, and look through the brim of the umbrella at the distant horizon. Judging from the sky, it was going to rain and snow for a while.

Soon, water began to accumulate on the ground again. On the deserted street, there was a noise behind her. Lin Mowan couldn't help but look back and saw a large group of refugees passing by.

Lin Mowan stood among them, watching them hurriedly running away to find a place to shelter from the rain and snow. A child fell to the ground unexpectedly. Without thinking, she squatted down and helped him up.

The child just looked at him and said nothing. Lin Mowan let go of his hand, and he turned and ran away. Lin Mowan turned around and looked in the direction where the child ran away. When she turned around, she saw three or four men in cloth clothes walking slowly towards her in the rain and snow at the other end of the street.

It was obvious that these people were not ordinary refugees. Lin Mowan's alarm bells rang instantly. Now she was completely exposed to these people's sight, and it was definitely too late to run away.

She held an umbrella and watched these people slowly approaching with fierce eyes as they waded through the water. She clenched the umbrella in her hand until four people stood in front of her, one on the left and one on the right surrounding her, with their hands on the back of their waist, ready to draw their swords at any time.

"Who asked you to come?" Lin Mowan asked.

Naturally, it was impossible for them to answer. Suddenly, four of them drew their swords at the same time and swung them towards Lin Mowan.

Amid the flashes of swords and shadows, countless scenes of fights on rainy nights suddenly flashed through her mind. Lin Mowan was stunned for a moment, and almost instinctively threw away the umbrella in her hand, turned her body to the side, put all her gravity on her feet, spun a few times to avoid the encirclement, stood steadily on the ground, raised her hand to catch the flying umbrella, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, the few people were obviously a little surprised. They didn't expect Lin Mowan to be so agile. But this did not make them retreat. Instead, they gripped the swords in their hands tightly and rushed towards Lin Mowan on the splashing water.

From a certain distance, Lin Mowan lowered her eyes and looked at the agile people rushing towards her. Countless memories surged up, of the day and the night... Suddenly, many scenes like this appeared in her mind.

When she came to her senses, the sword was flashing brightly, so she dodged again. The umbrella in her hand slid past, and with a "bang", she blocked the attack steadily. She had no time to hesitate, so she kicked the man away and dodged the knife that was swinging down from behind.

She turned around and brushed past the person behind her. It was clearly just a moment, but time seemed to slow down before her eyes. A voice deep in her mind shouted: Take his knife!

Without hesitation, she closed the umbrella in her hand and kicked him on the ankle. He fell forward without missing a beat. Lin Mowan seized the opportunity and snatched the knife from the man's hand.