He stared at his son, what does his son mean to explain?
This is how two men and women who save each other’s life?!
How is this?
The father and son looked at each other, and the son's eyes did not dodge at all. Frankly and innocent, that was the eyes of a young man, and it was not yet stained with deep sin and scheming, just like a son!
Just a son!
He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Later, my father favored Xiao Lian, and her situation became increasingly difficult. She even entered the cold palace and was driven out of the palace... My son-in-law was unwilling to watch her being expelled from the palace like this and never stood up again
day……"
Exiled from the palace!
Everyone thought they drove her away.
Maybe, I did owe her.
The prince's eyes became very frank, and even the last hint of panic disappeared. "The father favored Xiaolian Concubine, and the son minister was very worried, disappointed, and scared. Therefore, he had a bad impression of them.
Once something happened to Zhang Jieyu's brother, it's true that the son-in-law is mixed with selfishness... The son-in-law is afraid, and the father has completely forgotten Fangfei... He forgot Feng Zhaoyi, and never needed her anymore... Until the father is drunk
That night, Xiao Lian was driven away from the main hall, and the sons realized that this was not the case..."
Luo Jia was slightly lost. This was the first time he had talked about a woman with his son so openly.
Everyone thinks that they have completely forgotten Fangfei. They always hear new people laughing, but who hears old people crying?
"When Fangfei left, she asked me: If you and Andrei had not saved her life before paying homage to the great god, would I really burn her to death..."
The prince held his breath.
"I have been thinking for a long time these days..."
What is the answer to the father?
The prince was extremely looking forward to it.
Even Luo Jia asked himself countless times in his heart, what was the answer? What was he thinking at the beginning?
Do you know?
Don't you know?
After a long time, Luo Jia said slowly: "Actually, it doesn't matter anymore, right? The things that have passed are useless!"