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Chapter 1180 Do you really believe that she is Nan Xing's daughter?

"So, you brought me here just to force me to treat your mother's legs?" Chu Qingge asked calmly.

"Her leg was injured because of you. Since you can cure it, you should cure her." Feng Liye responded expressionlessly.

Qing Ge is sneering.

It turns out those legends are all true.

When a man loves you, he can tolerate anything you do without any restrictions.

When he doesn't love you, you can't even breathe.

She suddenly put down the cup and said with a cold face: "I won't treat you."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was unmistakable.

Feng Liye narrowed her eyes, a dangerous aura rising in her eyes.

Chu Qingge suddenly laughed loudly: "Ha! Prince Li, since you have remembered what kind of person I am, you should know that if I say no treatment, then I will not be treated. If I don't want to do anything, you just kill me.

I won’t do it either.”

"If you do, it will definitely cause greater harm!"

Feng Liye said nothing, thinking about her words.

If she was forced to treat Yan Liuyue's leg, she might not completely destroy Yan Liuyue's leg.

By then, I'm afraid she won't even be able to cure it herself.

Although he didn't understand why he liked her so much before, he still remembered her temper.

I didn't know what to say, but suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside.

Yan Liuyue is here!

The moment she opened the door and saw Chu Qingge, Yan Liuyue rushed toward her with incomplete steps as if she was crazy.

"Bitch, you still dare to seduce my son!"

She did not meet Chu Qingge, but was gently sent back to Feng Chenmo by Feng Liye's palm.

Feng Chenmo gave her a hand: "Mom, I heard... I heard that she is Nan Xing's daughter."

Nan Xing was kind to the Feng family, but no matter what, he should never treat his benefactor's daughter in this way.

"Son, you have been deceived by those rumors! Do you really believe that she is Nan Xing's daughter? How could Nan Xing have such a bad daughter?"

This little son of hers is just too innocent! He will believe whatever others say!

Feng Chenmo asked in a low voice: "But, mother, my eldest brother also knows about this matter..."

"Your eldest brother is much more sensible than you. Until there is definite evidence, your eldest brother will not believe it at all!"

Yan Liuyue looked past him and looked at Feng Liye.

She was actually not sure whether Li Ye believed it or not.

However, the way Li Ye looked at that bitch now was very indifferent, even a bit distant from a stranger.

In any case, at least in this regard, it is much better than the obsessed appearance before!

"Mo'er, don't be deceived by this woman. Have you forgotten how your mother's leg was injured? Have you also forgotten how she designed to kill your mother?"

Feng Chen was speechless.

Yan Liuyue secretly glanced at her son's face again, but his face remained expressionless. This time, her bet was indeed right!

My son has already lost all feelings for this bitch!

Who told her to be shameless and marry the third prince of Northern Qin!

"Mo'er, she is now the third princess of Northern Qin. She has forgotten her love for your eldest brother. You are still protecting her. Isn't this a slap in your eldest brother's face?"

"I……"

"Are you done?" Chu Qingge suddenly stood up and looked at her coldly: "I know how to stir up trouble all day long. A woman like you is actually the wife of General Feng, the most powerful general in the Chu Kingdom. I think back then, that

General Feng is probably also...ha, blind."

"What did you say?" Yan Liuyue's face suddenly darkened.

Feng Chenmo wanted to help her, but these provocative words were too ugly.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

Feng Liye looked at this woman who still dared to be presumptuous in her hands.

He doesn't know why, he should be disgusted, but deep in his heart, a twinge of pain emerges inexplicably...


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