When my thoughts returned to reality, I still saw Xiao Lizi's cold eyes with a hint of expectation.

"Which she did you talk about?" Feng Yuhua originally wanted to pretend not to know and bypass this topic.

Feng Liye's eyes sank, and a pressure was pressing down, which made Feng Yuhua change his mouth quickly and said, "Is that dead girl? I'm happy and happy in the palace now, how could I come here?"

"I've seen her, I'm not dreaming." Feng Liye insisted.

But Feng Yuhua could hear that this persistence was just to convince him.

She let out a sigh and said seriously: "Aunt Fourth, I have been guarding you every night for the past few days. Uncle Qin, who doesn't believe me, you..."

She sighed: "You only have those young and beautiful girls in your heart. Your aunt's efforts are all blind and you can't see anything."

Feng Liye didn't continue listening what she said later.

Everything seemed a little far away from him.

I don’t know how long it took, Feng Yuhua reached out and shook his eyes: “Xiao Lizi, what are you thinking?”

He didn't say anything.

Feng Yuhua grabbed his fingers and hesitated for a while before saying, "Xiao Lizi, your mother was really injured this time, both inside and outside, you... would rather be a filial son first."

...

Yan Liuyue not only injured her leg, but was also humiliated.

When the night was windy and night arrived, her clothes were messy.

Although the clothes inside were still neat, she naturally couldn't stand her face at the age of her.

Late that night, Feng Liye got off the bed for the first time and left his room.

Yan Liuyue is still in the General Garden.

When he arrived, she was standing in front of Feng Hongtao's spiritual position, not knowing what she was thinking.

Feng Liye's eyes immediately fell on the crutch beside her.

It took him a long time to look at it before he walked over, bent his legs and knelt in front of his father's spiritual position.

"Mom, the child is unfilial."

The big palm slowly tightened.

The more I looked at the crutches in her hand, the more guilt I felt.

For a woman who is false to him, he hurt his most beloved mother!

"You have just recovered from a serious illness and your health is not cured yet, so don't kneel down."

Yan Liuyue wanted to help him, but she didn't expect that she hadn't adapted to the days of using crutches.

With a trembling hand, the crutch actually slipped down.

Yan Liuyue didn't stand firm and almost fell down.

It was Feng Liye who stood up and helped her so that she would not be too embarrassed.

But a glimmer flashed through her eyes, and her face kept sinking.

That look of eyes, indescribable despair.

Feng Liye didn't say anything, but just helped her walk to the chair beside her and sat down.

Yan Liuyue actually had a lot to say, but after seeing her son's pale face, she felt that it was meaningless.

"Mom doesn't blame you. Mom is really too strict with you before and has never loved you well. It's because of my mother."

It’s because my son lacks care too much that he is easily deceived by the witch.

And she has been afraid that loving him too much since she was a child will make him not mature and wise enough, and she is also an accomplice!

"Son, I won't beat you or scold you anymore. I have only one request for you."

Feng Liye looked up at her.

She didn't beat him or scold him, and didn't even say a word of blame, which was indeed very different from usual.

Yan Liuyue looked at his eyes that were not warm at any time and said softly: "Mom just hopes that you will be kind to yourself in the future."

He still didn't speak.

My heart was ripped.

But at this moment, Lan Chi walked in quickly: "Madam, Prince."
Chapter completed!