Just when she was puzzled, the woman sitting next to her suddenly smiled and looked at Si Jue and said, "Jue'er, why don't you introduce your mother to my girl?!"

"..."!!!

mother?

Qinghe's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Si Jue in shock.

In the impression, isn’t his mother already deceased?

Si Jue curled his lips lightly and looked at Qing He softly. Although he did not speak, his eyes already acquiesced to her words.

Qinghe took a deep breath, full of doubts in his heart, but at this time he had to suppress his doubts, twitching the corners of his mouth, looking at her and saying, "Qinghe has met Auntie."

"Okay..." the woman said with a satisfied smile.

Qinghe's mouth twitched slightly and he smiled stiffly at her.

"Come on, He'er, can you try the food cooked by your aunt? Does it suit your appetite?" The woman picked up the chopsticks and hurriedly served Qing He with vegetables.

Qinghe hummed, lowered his head and ate obediently.

"How?" Dame looked at her with hopeful eyes.

Qinghe nodded, arched his eyebrows and smiled, "It's delicious!"

The Dame immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes, "As long as it tastes good, come on, eat more."

As she spoke, she kept adding vegetables to her bowl.

Qinghe watched as a mountain of all kinds of dishes appeared after a short while, and the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Although I was moved in my heart, I was also afraid that if she gave her another dish, I would not be able to eat it, and I was afraid that it would hurt her heart.

So he pursed his lips pitifully and looked at Si Jue for help.

Si Jue raised his eyebrows and suddenly stretched out his hand to place the bowls piled up in front of Qing He in front of him.

The concubine was shocked by her son's behavior. When she reacted, she cursed, "You stinky boy, your mother gave it to He'er. How dare you steal your own wife's job!"

"..."!!!

Qinghe choked directly on the phrase "stealing his wife's job", covered his chest and coughed.

Si Jue frowned and stretched out his hand to rub her back, "Little cat, if you are reluctant to part with this bowl of rice, just tell Brother Jue why you are vomiting like this."

"Ahem, cough, cough..." Qinghe coughed until his face turned red, and he looked at him innocently from the corners of his eyes.

As soon as the concubine heard Si Jue's words, she thought Qinghe was because Si Jue had robbed her of her meal, so she immediately extended her hand to Si Jue, "You brat, why don't you take it over and give it back to He'er? You see how angry she is.

!"

"Cough cough cough cough cough..." Qinghe burst into tears, feeling frustrated and funny at the same time.

Si Jue pursed his lips, stared at Qing He who kept coughing calmly, and gently stroked her back with his big hands.

Seeing that her son was so attached to Qing He, the queen's wife slightly raised her lips, and when she looked at Qing He's eyes, a hint of envy flashed across her eyes.

Then he spooned another bowl of rice to Qinghe Bucai.

Qinghe's face turned red, and his coughing gradually stopped due to his actions.

She glanced at the lady who was serving her dishes. From the side, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, making her look very gentle and approachable.

She has fair skin, no makeup, and is quiet and kind. If it weren't for the faint lines at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, some people would believe her if she was in her early twenties.

The corners of Qinghe's lips curled up. She never thought that one day, she would be able to meet someone's mother, and that his mother was such a warm and loving woman.

Just as she was thinking about it, the lady handed over the porcelain bowl and placed it in front of her, "He'er, eat quickly, don't let some bad boy snatch it away again."

"..." Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment and glanced at Si Jue.

Si Jue shrugged, picked up the porcelain bowl and started eating slowly.

The drooping black eyelashes covered all the emotions in his eyes.

Mu Qianhua sat aside and looked at Qinghe and Jue's mother quietly. They got along well with each other, and there was no barrier at all. His pupils deepened and he looked at Si Jue.

Si Jue also raised his head to look at him at the right time, his eyes were as low as his, dark and deep.

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After dinner, when they returned to the room, Qinghe proposed to go see Mu Zhifei.

Si Jue touched her head and said that she had traveled all day today and was tired. She should rest for the night and it would not be too late to go see her again tomorrow morning.

Qinghe thought about it. The illness that Mu Zhifei mentioned could not be cured overnight.

However, if you want to cure the patient's mental illness, you must first understand the causes and consequences of the patient's illness, so that you can prescribe the right medicine.

Thinking of this, Qinghe asked, "Brother Jue, can you tell me about her?"

she?

Si Jue raised his eyebrows, slightly puzzled.

Qinghe pursed his lips, "Today is the day you call 'Fei'er'."

Si Jue narrowed his eyes, took her hand and walked to the couch, "What do you want to know?"

"I think her illness is related to her experience. Do you know what happened before she got sick?"

In order to make his consciousness clear to him, Qinghe added, "That is, what happened to make her become what she is today?"

Si Jue didn't answer her immediately, he led her to sit on the edge of the couch, knelt down and gently held her ankle.

Qinghe's body stiffened, and he gently took off the embroidered shoes on his feet.

His heart beat faster, his ears felt hot, but a strange emotion arose in his heart.

After taking off his embroidered shoes, Si Jue held her legs and placed them flat on the couch, while he sat beside her legs.

His face was solemn and serious, but his brows were deeply furrowed and his eyes were staring at her deeply.

Qinghe blinked, reached out and touched his hot cheek quietly, and glanced at him shyly and timidly with his two moist eyes.

Si Jue suddenly raised his lips and stretched out a hand towards her.

Qinghe pursed his lips and handed him his hand with a blushing face.

Si Jue squeezed her soft little hand, then spread out his big palm and wrapped her hand tightly in his palm.

Qinghe swallowed, as if what he held was not her hands, but her heart.

After taking a deep breath, Qinghe looked at him with wide eyes. There was tenderness and shyness in her eyes that she had never noticed.

Si Jue's eyes flashed, and then he slowly spoke, "She is the only daughter of Mu Qianhua, the former King of Beasts."

King of beasts?

Qinghe was stunned. She had never heard of Mu Qianhua's name, but she had heard many people mention that Uncle Si Tianjin had the ability to command the beasts.

Of course, many of these people were just mentioned by her relatives, biological father, empress, empress, Aunt Yue and others.

Si Jue could tell by looking at her silly manner that she was at a loss.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he continued, "You have seen this King of Beasts today."

"..." Qinghe nodded. If she guessed correctly, it should be the old man.

She frowned, as if something was bothering her and she couldn't figure it out.

Seeing this, Si Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong?"

Qinghe looked at him, licked his lips, and asked carefully, "But brother Jue, how do I remember that the old uncle seems to have two daughters?"

One is "Fei'er" who has gone crazy, and the other is his mother...

Fei'er?!

Mother!!!

Only daughter!!!

Qinghe's eyes suddenly widened a few times, and he opened his lips slightly in shock and looked at Si Jue, "Could it be..."

Si Jue narrowed his eyes tightly and nodded.

After receiving the confirmation, Qinghe gasped in shock.

No wonder she heard him call his mother|ki "Fei'er" before. It turns out that they are the same person!!

Qinghe blinked hard.

In fact, this result is not difficult to understand.

Patients suffering from aschizophrenia are no different from ordinary people before they develop the disease. Some patients even do not know that they have aschizophrenia.

And the human skin on her face...

She should have guessed it when Si Jue called her "Fei'er"!

Si Jue waited patiently for her to recover from the shock before he continued, "My maiden name is Mu Ming Zhifei. She lost her mother when she was young, and she and Mr. Mu were dependent on each other. At that time, Mr. Mu had two disciples who entered the customs.
To be continued...