Chu Qingge breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he was about to get up, he didn't expect that this guy's big palm suddenly fell.
Just fell on her chest...
"ah!"
Simply unforgivable!
...After half a stick of incense, Feng Liye stepped out of the cave.
Qingge, wearing his robe, followed behind.
Not far away, Yan Liuyue turned around, tightened her palms, and walked quickly towards Chu Qingge: "Demon girl!"
However, Feng Liye stretched out her arms and stopped in front of her: "Mom, that's enough!"
His voice is not heavy, but not light either.
But anyone who knows him well can hear clearly that at this moment, he was extremely angry.
"You brat! Who do you think you are talking to!" Yan Liuyue was so angry that she raised her hand and was about to hit him.
Feng Liye did not hide or dodge, staring at her face with cold eyes.
"I can slap you, but after this slap, I won't call you mother again."
"What did you say?" Yan Liuyue opened her eyes wide and raised her hands high in the air, but did not dare to drop them.
He is serious!
Her son, for the sake of a newly married woman, actually said that he would never recognize her as his mother again!
That woman is even the daughter of their enemy!
"You...you try again!" Her voice was trembling, and her hands were trembling too!
Her son! The good son she raised! How could he be so rebellious?
"I said, Qing'er is my bottom line, but you hurt her again and again!"
Feng Liye was really angry this time.
That Shura-like coldness fell on his own mother for the first time.
"I can respect you and love you, but I can't allow you to hurt my wife! Mother, this is the last warning, please take care of yourself."
After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at Yan Liuyue, took Chu Qingge's hand, and walked to the rock.
Chu Qingge turned around and glanced at Yan Liuyue.
Unexpectedly, at this moment when everyone was too nervous to speak out, the Ninth Princess actually smiled at the General’s wife and said, “You deserve it!”
Feng Liye was stunned.
This woman... this damn woman is really arrogant.
But he likes it!
His long arms wrapped around her waist, he stepped lightly and jumped up in a slender body.
Two figures, one tall and one short, disappeared under the vast night.
Yan Liuyue's whole body seemed to have been poisoned. She still raised her hands high and stared blankly at the direction in which they disappeared. She couldn't recover for a long time.
"Madam." Lan Chip walked up behind her and wanted to persuade her, but he didn't know where to start.
He had already warned her not to continue hurting the Ninth Princess, otherwise she would regret it one day.
But she didn't listen.
In the end, Lanchi could only sigh silently and said gently: "Madam, let's... go back first."
"Why?" Yan Liuyue still looked at the empty sky, her whole person seemed to be trapped in a magic barrier.
"I worked hard to raise him for more than 20 years. Why did he become someone else's in the end?"
She looked at Lanchi, confused, painful, and desperate!
"He is no longer my son, he is no longer mine..."
"Madam!" Lanchi hesitated for a moment and finally sighed, feeling a little heavy.
"Madam, he is a person, not a thing. He does not belong to anyone, he belongs to himself."
"He is my son!"
"He is also the husband of the Ninth Princess!" Lanchi said solemnly.
"Lanchi, you...you also help that witch."
Yan Liuyue couldn't believe it, she was going crazy!
"You also helped her, you all helped her, you all wanted me to die! You all wanted me to die!"
"lady……"
"Don't come here! You devils!"
Yan Liuyue gasped, clearly unable to breathe: "Witch, devil, you are all devil, devil..."
Suddenly her vision went dark and she fell down...
