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Feng Wei looked at her refusal and then turned the carriage around and headed back.
Mo Heng was already dressed properly, standing in the courtyard in a dark-colored long robe.
"Young Master..." Feng Wei didn't know what to ask. The young master had said earlier that he would leave after the New Year's celebration; after the New Year, he said he was preparing to leave, and this preparation took half a year. He was very clear about the reason—it was because of Pei Qin.
But even if Pei Qin knew martial arts, she couldn't do much after being drugged with an aphrodisiac. The young master's martial arts skills were slowly recovering as well...
"Feng Wei," Mo Heng called out to him, "She can't overpower me."
"Young Master! You..." Hearing him admit it, Feng Wei's entire face scrunched up in concern.
"I... want to possess her. Really want, deeply long for," Mo Heng looked down. Shen Songming couldn't pursue her, and he was the same.
