"She is already mine, I won't write!"

Blood fell down the corners of Feng Liye's lips.

Soon, the floor beneath him dyed red.

He finally picked up the blank paper, but tore it apart under everyone's expectant gaze.

"You bastard..."

Yan Liuyue couldn't breathe, but her eyes turned dark and she fainted.

"Mom!" Feng Chenmo stepped on his long legs and hurriedly supported her.

"Uncle Chou, mom has fainted. Come and take a look!"

In the past, Lan Chi, he had been following the general, and had been marching and fighting for so many years, and he had learned a little about medical skills.

He immediately went over and held Yan Liuyue's hand.

Feng Liye was still kneeling in front of Nanxing and Feng Hongtao's spiritual thrones, and also looked at Yan Liuyue who was being helped on the chair, with a look of continued worry in her eyes.

He doesn't want to make his mother sad.

If so, I would rather not have my own life than anger my mother.

But he couldn't give in to this matter.

Why would he rather die than write a letter to his wife? Perhaps he himself didn't know it.

But if you don’t want it in your heart, you just don’t want it.

He doesn't want to write!

Lan Chi pressed several acupoints on Yan Liuyue, pinched them for a while, and Yan Liuyue slowly woke up.

"Mom!" Feng Chenmo held Yan Liuyue's hand and begged: "Mom, don't be angry, my brother knows his mistake! Mom, your body is important!"

Yan Liuyue's blood and energy were still churning in her chest.

She looked at her son kneeling in front of the hall.

Feng Chenmo hurriedly said, "Brother, you are talking!"

The eldest brother doesn’t like that ninth princess at all. All his thoughts are on the battlefield, and his children’s affair is not worth mentioning to him.

Does the eldest brother have any hidden secrets? Otherwise, he would not have disobeyed his mother for a woman!

"Brother!"

But Feng Liye still knelt straight and was unmoved.

"Brother, did Princess Ninth do anything to you? Princess Ninth forced you, right?"

Although, he didn't believe that his omnipotent brother would create persecution.

But why is the elder brother?

Yan Liuyue slowly stood up and looked at the blood still oozing out of her son's back, feeling both distressed and disappointed.

Son, I will never listen to her again!

"Kneel here and reflect on me!"

She breathed a low breath, and her cold eyes fell on the blue chips.

"Send him another piece of paper and pen, and he will not be allowed to get up until he doesn't write it."

Yan Liuyue left and went back to guard Chu Weiyun.

Lan Chi sent paper and pen to Feng Liye again: "The Prince..."

"I can't write it, Uncle Chou, take it away." Feng Liye's eyes were calm, neither complaining, nor angry, nor desperate.

So firm!

Lan Chiu sighed: "Your temper...ah! You look like a general."

Unfortunately, this stubborn temper is used in such a thing.

As long as he doesn't want to, this knot will not be opened.

Lan Chi put down the things and left. He had to stay outside the door of his wife and princess, just in case there was something wrong overnight.

Feng Chenmo looked at the blood that kept spilling out of his elder brother's back, and his heart was sucking tightly.

"Brother, why not find a doctor..."

"No need." As expected, Feng Liye refused firmly.

Feng Chenmo really couldn't understand: "Brother, do you really fall in love with the Ninth Princess?"

In Feng Chenmo's opinion, it is incredible to fall in love with his enemy's daughter.

Feng Liye closed his eyes and said nothing.

He only knew that if he put his wife's letter, he didn't want to write it, he didn't want to put it on!
Chapter completed!