"Wuwu--, Big Brother, you are finally here. Lian'er is afraid, Lian'er is so scared!"

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, Lian'er, with the eldest brother here, it's okay." After hesitating for a moment, Lin Mo still put his hand on Zhao Yunlian's head to comfort her, so that she would no longer be so scared.

He comforted Zhao Yunlian in his hands and mouth. Lin Mo looked around and found that Zhao Suqing's maid Hongyue was lying on the ground, with a dagger inserted into his chest, and blood stained the ground and clothes red.

Seeing Hongyue who had been following him for many years, Zhao Suqing let out a cry of pain and rushed over to pick up Hongyue. Her hand slowly stretched to Hongyue's neck with extreme difficulty, as if she didn't dare to know the tragic result.

Suddenly, Zhao Suqing's expression changed drastically.

"Sir, Hongyue still has a breath, please save her!"

Upon hearing this news, Lin Mo's expression changed, and he wanted to save his life. He didn't care about comforting Zhao Yunlian. He hurriedly ran to Zhao Suqing, reached out to check Hongyue's neck, and found that there was indeed a faint breath.

Without saying anything, Lin Mo took out the heart protection pill she carried with him and asked Zhao Suqing to feed Hongyue a pill, and took out the thirteen silver needles she carried with him from her arms.

The index finger and middle finger of the right hand gently stroked the thirteen silver needles and mulberry needles, and then gently pulled out one, and applied the needle like flowing water around Hongyue's wound.

In a short while, the thirteen silver needles were applied, but Lin Mo was already sweating profusely and his face was a little pale, as if he had been drained of a lot of strength and spirit at once, and he was about to fall to the ground in depressed state.

"metropolitan!"

With a loud cry, Qiu Yun's body flashed and he caught Lin Mo.

After a little while, the paleness on Lin Mo's face faded away and a trace of blood returned to its peak.

Sitting dejectedly on the ground, Lin Mo said weakly: "Qiu Yun, this sect leader is fine. You should quickly push the palace for Hongyue to make her regain her vitality, otherwise the efforts of this sect leader will be in vain."

"Yes, the sect leader!"

After the verbal fall, Qiu Yun let go of Lin Mo, and then held the exquisite long sword in his hand to Lin Mo. He directly used the vitality in his body and shot out a few powerful energy around Hongyue's injured chest.

Afterwards, a dagger inserted into Hongyue's chest was pulled out, and when blood was flowing out, Qiu Yun's expression changed slightly, and he adjusted the vitality in his body again, and began to inject into Hongyue's body.

After about a quarter of an hour, Qiu Yun stopped pouring out his vital energy, but fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After rubbing the sweat beads with his sleeves, seeing the pale pale on Hongyue's face relieved a little, Qiu Yun then breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to report back to Lin Mo, Lin Mo took the initiative to speak.

Lin Mo, who had recovered a lot, got up, held a sword in his hand, walked to Qiu Yun, patted his shoulder, and said, "No need to report back, thank you for your hard work, you can adjust your breath quickly."

"Yes, the sect leader!"

After that, Qiu Yun stopped talking, crossed his legs to the ground, held his breath and calmed down and recovered.

When he walked to Zhao Suqing's expression, he squatted down and took down the thirteen silver needles at one time. Looking at Hongyue who was still awake, Lin Mo whispered: "Suqing, I have done my best. Whether Hongyue can get out of the gates of hell depends on her own willpower and fortune. I will prescribe a pair of medicine later, hoping to help Hongyue."

"Thank you, sir, thank you for saving Hongyue."

Although Hongyue has not yet woken up and has not really been safe yet, at least she has the opportunity to live and the hope of living. Zhao Suqing looks at Lin Mo again and is full of gratitude and emotion.

He gently stroked Zhao Suqing's cheek with his right hand, leaned over and kissed Zhao Suqing's forehead in front of the crowd, and said softly: "What Suqing said will help you with the red moon, which is my duty."

When Lin Mo kissed the maid on the forehead in front of a group of servants, Zhao Suqing immediately blushed. She didn't know where it was the courage, or maybe she had an idea, Zhao Suqing actually kissed Lin Mo's lips back.

After a brief taste, Lin Mo stood up and ordered to the four maids of the Lu Mansion who were watching: "You four, immediately carry Hongyue to the bed in the side room of Su Qing's boudoir to lie down. Do you know if you need careful care?"

"Yes, Lord Shangqing!" The four maids who were clicked quickly stepped out and bowed to Lin Mo, and said respectfully in unison.

Seeing the four maids carefully carrying Hongyue away, Lin Mo put the sword in his hand on Qiu Yun's knees, walked towards Zhao Yunlian, who was still curled up in the corner, and carefully helped him up.

Feeling Lin Mo's warm big hand, Zhao Yunlian suddenly threw herself into Lin Mo's arms, tiptoed, wrapped her hands around Lin Mo's neck, and cried out with a "wow". She was very sad, and it was heartbreaking to look at her.

Feeling Zhao Yunlian's proud curve pressing against her chest, Lin Mo seemed a little embarrassed, but he still gently hugged Zhao Yunlian's shoulder with his hands. Just as he was about to comfort her softly, he saw someone coming in a hurry.

The person who came was not someone else, but the governor of the military and prefecture of Jiangzhou, Yuan Chenghong.

Yuan Chenghong was having lunch with Xue Hanyan, but he heard his subordinates report that there was a murder case in the mansion, and it was very likely that Zhao Yunlian killed him. Yuan Chenghong immediately spit out a mouthful of rice.

After putting down his job, he didn't care about what Xue Hanyan and said more. He just gave a few simple explanations, ordered a few soldiers and rushed to the scene of the crime.

When I came to the scene, I saw a pool of blood on the ground, and saw Zhao Yunlian, who was gently hugged by Lin Mo, on his right hand, he was covered in blood. Yuan Chenghong was shocked when he was ready. Did Zhao Yunlian kill someone?

Yuan Chenghong didn't want to do it. He really didn't want Zhao Yunlian to kill someone. Now Zhao Yunlian is crazy and has something to do with Lin Mo. If Zhao Yunlian really killed someone, it would be difficult to deal with.

At some point, it is natural to kill people and pay for their lives, but it is not applicable to people like Lin Mo who have an extremely prominent identity. Killing people and paying for their lives is just a joke!

But if Zhao Yunlian really killed someone and he would not take Zhao Yunlian, once this matter was spread by the people of Lu's mansion, then his official reputation in Jiangzhou City would be broken.

But if he wants to take it, if Lin Mo is unwilling, he will not be able to take the person away. If he doesn't do it well, he will offend Lin Mo and then offend the great masters in the imperial capital, and then his future will be gone.

This is not right to take, nor is it right to not take, which really makes Yuan Chenghong feel embarrassed.

Seeing Yuan Chenghong's difficulties, Lin Mo helped Zhao Yunlian walk to a tank of water in the yard below the corridor. While washing the blood on Zhao Yunlian's hands, he said, "Master of Yuanzhou, I know what you are making trouble for."

"Sir, I..." Yuan Chenghong wanted to explain something, but Lin Mo did not give him a chance.

After interrupting Yuan Chenghong's words, Lin Mo said: "You don't have to feel embarrassed, because the man was not killed by Zhao Yunlian. Besides, Hongyue has been rescued by Benqing, so there is no question of killing anyone."

"Sir, please tell me what happened?" Yuan Chenghong looked puzzled, and he heard his subordinates say that it was very likely that Zhao Yunlian killed someone, but now Lin Mo is not the one who Zhao Yunlian killed.

What's going on? Could it be that the Lord Shangqing was hinting that he wanted to protect Zhao Yunlian and make him more tactful and honest, and not to hold on to this matter again?

But Lin Mo's expression in front of him didn't seem to be hinting or warning him.

This made Yuan Sung-hong really confused.

Seeing Yuan Chenghong's face full of confusion, Lin Mo said lightly: "I am not hinting at Yuanzhou's master, but telling the facts, so Yuanzhou's master doesn't need to think too much."

While speaking, Lin Mo had already washed away the blood on Zhao Yunlian's hands, handed Zhao Suqing a handkerchief to wipe the water on Zhao Yunlian's hands, then lifted the hair in Zhao Yunlian's ears behind him, and finally helped Zhao Yunlian sit on the porch chair.

Sitting on the porch chair, Zhao Yunlian hugged Lin Mo's waist tightly, while Lin Mo gently touched Zhao Yunlan's head in comfort, and then looked at everyone and slowly explained.

"Those who know Zhao Yunlian may know that Zhao Yunlian's usual hand is the left hand, which means that Zhao Yunlian is a left-handed, but you have seen it just now that Zhao Yunlian's right hand is stained with blood, so it is likely that it is someone else's action."

When he heard Lin Mo's words, a onlooker asked in question or confusion, but Lin Mo still didn't give him a chance and immediately said something the servant wanted to say.

"I know what you are thinking. You may just want to kill someone. Zhao Yunlian can use her right hand that is not used to use her hands. Therefore, Zhao Yunlian is still a suspect of murder. Indeed, you are not wrong to think of it, and I cannot argue."

As he said that, Lin Mo first smiled at Zhao Yunlian who was holding his waist, and then said to Yuan Chenghong lightly: "Master of Yuanzhou, don't worry, I will not make things difficult for you after I said I will not make things difficult for you, and I will not make things difficult for you. I agree to take care of Zhao Yunlian first."

After saying that, Lin Mo ordered the two maids watching: "You two, go and clean up the east wing where your Lu Mansion hosts guests. Remember to make it warmer and more beautiful, do you know?"

The two maids nodded and left.

The two maids left, Lin Mo looked at Yuan Chenghong and said lightly: "The Lord of Yuanzhou, I don't know that this is my decision. Does anyone feel embarrassed or dissatisfied with me?"

"No! No!" Yuan Chenghong nodded repeatedly, then bowed to Lin Mo, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Lord Shangqing, for understanding the difficulties of Xiaguan. Don't worry, Xiaguan will never let Miss Yunlian suffer any grievances in the guest room of the east wing. As long as it is confirmed that it was not done by Miss Yunlian, Xiaguan will definitely release Miss Yunlian immediately."

Now that Lin Mo has agreed to keep Zhao Yunlian, who is suspected of murder, in the east wing room, Yuan Chenghong is already very grateful to Lin Mo for his understanding. It is simply nonsense and delusion to put Zhao Yunlian in the cell.

That is simply impossible.

Of course, if an ordinary person is suspected of murder, he will definitely be ruthlessly imprisoned in a cell, but Zhao Yunlian is not an ordinary person. She is the person Lin Mo, who is the leader of the Mo Sect, wants to protect.
Chapter completed!