Bai Weiwei didn't respond.
Mu Yanjun didn't dare to move, but just sat, "The little emperor has grown up, I will gradually give him the right to help the Bai family rehabilitate."
The clouds in the sky were almost condensed, and it finally started to rain.
Several guards opened their umbrellas, came to him, and covered the umbrellas directly over his head and Bai Weiwei's body.
No one dared to say a word, for fear of disturbing Mu Yanjun.
Mu Yanjun was still muttering to himself, "Please forgive me for not being able to help the Bai family rehabilitate now, because I want to give an account to my dead parents."
Bai Weiwei was extremely quiet.
Mu Yanjun's voice was flustered for a moment, "Or do you want the Bai family to be rehabilitated now? I'll have someone turn over the Bai family's case, and send your family's bodies to the Bai family's cemetery to erect a monument..."
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Mu Yanjun's voice became hoarse and humble, "What do you think?"
She didn't answer, and he asked again, "How?"
Mu Yanjun fell silent, and everyone was silent, except for the sound of rain falling to the ground, resounding through the world.
After a long time, he said softly again: "It's raining, let's go inside, Weiwei."
Mu Yanjun took her into his arms, her body was soft and cold.
"Why is it so cold? Your health is not good. What if you catch a cold when the wind blows?"
Mu Yanjun hugged her tightly, and stumbled into the house.
Xiaomo came back two days later than Mu Yanjun because of work.
As soon as he came back, Mu Yanjun's confidant came over, "Xiao Mo, go see the governor. He has been guarding for two days and still can't sleep. We are very worried that he can't stand it."
Xiao Mo was inexplicable, "What are you guarding? Could it be that Niangniang is suffering from taking medicine?"
The confidant gave a wry smile, and Xiao Mo immediately knew the meaning of this smile.
When she saw Mu Yanjun, Xiaomo stood at the door and didn't dare to enter the house.
Mu Yanjun didn't go crazy, didn't talk to himself, just sat simply, while Bai Weiwei was lying on the bed.
He held her hand and watched her for two whole days and two nights.
It is also Mu Yanjun's physical fitness that is top-notch, and normal people like him are probably broken.
Xiao Mo stepped in cautiously, "Professor, things are done."
Mu Yanjun was silent for a long time before he said softly, "The old man found it?"
Xiaomo remembered the way she was back, and received Feishu to catch the genius doctor.
She must have been too late, so she started a dark line in Dongshan and asked them to catch it, and she rushed back.
Did not expect a delay of one or two days, Bai Weiwei just left.
Xiaomo only felt full of heartache, but did not dare to cry immediately.
"I found it, and he didn't run away. He was being driven back by someone."
Mu Yanjun nodded, "Go down."
Xiao Mo hesitated for a while, then risked his life and said, "Director, the mother's funeral..."
Mu Yanjun finally turned his head, his eyes were full of exhausted bloodshots, his face was extremely haggard, but his expression was still extremely indifferent.
"You go down, don't say anything else. I don't want to kill. If you stimulate me again, don't talk about you, maybe there are not many people in this palace who can live well."
Xiao Mo's whole body was as cold as ice water had been poured into her.
She immediately bent over and walked out, not daring to say anything more.
After walking out, she couldn't help but look back.
Mu Yanjun had already stared at Bai Weiwei again, just sitting upright and doing nothing, just holding her hand and watching.