Feng Shengzhe, who had been crying endlessly, had calmed down and was sleeping soundly while holding Feng Shu's right hand.

Although Feng Yun didn't know the reason, she sensed the seriousness of the matter from the look on the adult's face and stayed with her sister, including Ban'er.

Huo Ruxia signaled that she would guard it personally, and Jun Ting turned around and went up to the third floor.

Jun Lin was still lying under the window, motionless, as if the noise just now was not noticed by him at all.

Jun Ting looked at his youngest grandson with disappointment in his eyes.

"Fourth child, you got married for the sake of your children. But when I went to pick up someone from Ji's house today, I thought you had made up your mind to live a good life with Feng Shu. But you came back talking and laughing for a long time.

Can't survive? Although she has given birth to a baby, she is still young and is still a child. She needs more tolerance and guidance from you.

What happened that was so serious that you turned a blind eye to her safety?"

Jun Lin didn't say a word, but stared blankly at the ceiling with empty eyes, as if he was trying to drill a hole into a certain point.

Jun Ting wanted to curse loudly, or simply beat the person half to death. Maybe after being scolded and beaten to death, Jun Lin would realize his mistake.

But when he saw his grandson's dejected look, which was exactly the same as before in the study, he did not do this after all.

There are some things that only when you have figured them out can you get over them. No matter how much others talk about the truth, it is just nonsense, and being beaten and scolded is not painful to him.

"I'm old. I can protect you for a while, but I can't protect you for a lifetime. You have already wasted decades. If you want to waste another few decades, you are really useless. If you really can't live your life, just leave.

, go far away and keep your name anonymous, I will pretend that you are not a person in the Jun family. I will make arrangements for Feng Shu and his son."

Jun Lin's eyes rolled slowly, and he saw his grandfather's cold expression, and finally said in a hoarse voice, "How is she?"

"You can't die, but it's not comfortable to live. She is a quiet person who rarely shows her emotions, let alone gets angry. What on earth did you say to make her so angry? The sea of ​​mental consciousness is like a blow.

There was a violent storm, and if the baby hadn't been crying uneasily for her mother, I wouldn't have come to find anyone, let alone find that her condition was wrong.

Fourth child, you almost killed her. If you don't deal with it in time, even if you save her, she will become a useless person. What are you doing?"

Knowing that she was fine, Jun Lin closed his eyes silently, obviously not planning to speak again.

"Think carefully about what I said. If you can do a good job, stay. If you don't have the confidence, leave. I don't want my baby to be like you and live an unhappy life because of his parents' affairs."

One such descendant is enough. If there is another descendant, he will be pissed to death first.

Jun Ting left the training room with a cold face.

Not long after, Jun Lin slowly sat up and went downstairs.

"Why do you look so bad? What happened? Your grandfather left without saying anything."

Huo Ruxia saw that he was just standing and not coming over, so she had to speak first, "Okay, grandma, I won't ask, just leave now."

She left immediately, and took Feng Yun away who was hesitant to speak, leaving only the sleeping mother and son.

Like a puppet, Jun Lin walked slowly to the bed, stiffly took off his shoes, then lay down flat, staring blankly at the ceiling for a long time, then slowly turned around and hugged her.

Feng Shu woke up from the heat.

It was like being in a furnace, she was so hot that she was sweating all over.

She never imagined that she would be in Jun Lin's arms when she woke up.

He was running a high fever, his face was red, and his lips were so chapped that you could almost see bloodshot eyes.

She wanted to leave, but found that no matter how hard she pushed him, there was no response. He used his mental power to create a cage that bound the two of them tightly together. There was no way she could tear open the protective wall.

Feng Shu shouted several times, but when he saw that he didn't seem to hear him at all, he pinched and stabbed the soft flesh of his waist, even drawing blood when the hairpin was moved, but he still didn't react at all.

At the end of the quarrel, Feng Shengzhe was woken up and rushed to hug her, but was blocked by Jun Lin's mental power. He jumped again and again, but he couldn't throw her into his arms. He opened his mouth and started to cry.

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"Baby, don't cry. Your father is sick and in pain. You have to be quiet."

Feng Shu struggled to comfort her. Fortunately, his back was to Feng Shengzhe, so the little guy couldn't see the ferocious expression on her face at this time.

"Sick? Chui Chui..."

He already knows what it means to be sick. When he talks about pain, he wants to help others. Unfortunately, every time he pounces on him, he will be bounced back by his mental power. He can't touch his parents at all, so in the end he looks towards them from a distance.

Blowing in Jun Lin's face, he persevered in doing useless work.

The gas couldn't come in at all. She heard the child breathing hard, but she didn't feel the heat. Jun Lin's hair didn't move at all. If it weren't for his high body temperature, breathing and heartbeat, Feng Shu would have doubted him.

Is he dead?

She looked up at his face and thought to herself that he was really unlucky.

Did all her good luck run out on Huishan?

How could she give birth to a child for such a person? How could her child have such a father? How could she somehow agree to the marriage and make him her legitimate husband?

She doesn't have the so-called concept of perseverance, but she doesn't have a willful and carefree mind either.

Marriage is sacred, and even if it is just a marriage to make ends meet, she believes that it cannot be trampled on casually. It is undeniable that she once wanted a family so much, but it never came true before, but now she has one, even if it is not what she wants.

, and because of their father and son, she barely had something to call home.

Home should be a haven that provides shelter from the wind and rain, a place where wounds can be licked openly, and a place where one can cry freely and laugh loudly.

He was like that person who destroyed her hope, the small hope that could even be called her faith.

Feng Shu pursed her lips and stared at him, evil thoughts passing through her mind more than once. What if he died like this? Facing such an uncertain man, it's hard to leave even if you want to, and it's hard to leave even if you don't want to.

How nice it would be to die.

If he dies, she will be free. When the child grows up, she can take her brother and leave the Jun family. The sky is high and the birds can fly, and the sea is wide and the fish can jump. Where can I go?

Her prayers were probably not pious enough to reach heaven, and King's Landing was not dead after all.

In the evening, his high fever went away on its own, and it must be said that his recovery was amazing.

When he woke up, Feng Shengzhe had already entertained himself for a long time and fell asleep again. Feng Shu had just finished running his mental method, opened his eyes, and looked at each other.
Chapter completed!