You have too many enemies in the Imperial City, how many people have been staring at you, how many people are always thinking about harming you...
If you could escape all this and live a new life, would you... be willing?
A kind of tranquil, quiet, comfortable, peaceful day, a day without struggle, without conspiracy, without worries.
Thinking of the fragrant bowl of fresh fish soup, Feng Jiuer clenched her fists tightly and opened her eyes suddenly.
"Mute slave...why?"
When Feng Jiuer sat up on the ground, her fists were still clenched.
Why him? Why a mute slave? A person she trusts completely.
Once upon a time, Feng Jiuer felt that if the mute slaves lied to her, then she would never trust others again.
But he didn't expect that he had been lying to himself all along.
The girl sitting on the hay closed her eyes and took several deep breaths before slowly accepting all this.
She opened her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her who was practicing Kung Fu with her eyes closed, and there was a different color in her eyes.
"Why...you want to save me?"
Maybe, she should ask why she is in the Phoenix Clan, or something else.
Feng Jiuer had so many questions in her heart that she didn't know where to start.
Long Feiyan did not respond and was still adjusting her inner breath.
Her face was a bit pale, and there were a lot of blood stains on her clothes.
Feng Jiuer looked at her for a moment, and her expression slowly returned to normal.
"So, the person who appeared on my roof a few days ago was also you, right?"
Before Long Feiyan could respond, Feng Jiuer slightly curled her lips, but her eyes were a bit red.
She didn't speak anymore, and looked at the silent person indifferently, as if she was waiting for something.
After Long Feiyan's breath calmed down, Feng Jiuer finally blurted out the words he had been suppressing in his heart for a while.
"You are Long Feiyan, right? Tell me, right?"
Feng Jiuer leaned forward and grabbed Long Feiyan's arm, her breath was unusually messy.
If she wants to save herself, she will definitely not kill herself. With her martial arts skills gone, Feng Jiuer doesn't think she has anything to fear.
Today, she must see clearly what she looks like under the veil.
Long Feiyan straightened up and sat cross-legged on the rock.
Feng Jiuer almost lay on top of her and grabbed her arm hard.
"Really? Are you her? Answer me, are you her?"
Looking up to meet Long Feiyan's gaze, Feng Jiuer's eyes were already sparkling with tears.
It must be her, this feeling is unmistakable!
Long Feiyan picked up Feng Jiuer's hand and put it aside, then stretched out her hand, put it on her cheek, and gently took off the veil.
Feng Jiuer looked at the face that was slowly revealed in front of her for a moment, almost forgetting to breathe.
Her mother looked just as she imagined, just as beautiful and as fascinating.
"Mom, it's really you, Mom, you're really not dead, wuwu..."
Feng Jiuer threw herself on Long Feiyan and hugged her tightly.
"I know you are still there. You saved me from that fire, right? I know, I know you must still be there."
Feng Jiu'er didn't know how to describe her feelings. This was obviously Feng Jiu'er's mother, not Feng Jiu's.
However, the subtle feeling between mother and daughter made her completely trapped and unable to extricate herself.
She could hardly tell whether she was Feng Jiu or Feng Jiu'er.
Long Feiyan gently rubbed the little head in front of her, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.
Holding her head with both hands and letting her sit up, Long Feiyan's face had returned to its usual indifference.
She traced her long fingers across Feng Jiu'er's face, and her voice was a little low: "Stop crying, wipe your face clean!"
After saying a word, Long Feiyan stood up.
"Mom, where are you going?" Feng Jiuer immediately stood up and wanted to catch her, but in the end he only dared to grab her clothes.
"It's time to leave." Long Feiyan's voice was still very calm.
"Mother..." Feng Jiu'er still grabbed Long Feiyan's clothes, "Why are you leaving? Why don't you recognize your father? Mother..."
Long Feiyan stopped but didn't look back.
"Jiu'er, you have to know that you are Feng Nu, a person who does great things."
"The so-called seven emotions and six desires can only appear in ordinary people. You are different from them. You will become the crown prince of the Phoenix clan in the future."
"Wipe away your tears and don't cry freely again!"
Feng Jiuer looked at Long Feiyan's side face for a while, then gently let go of her clothes.
She casually wiped her face with her sleeve, trying to return to normal.
Two steps forward, when Feng Jiuer appeared in front of Long Feiyan again, her expression had become normal.
But her heart was still trembling. How could she not be excited when she had a mother?
Facing Long Feiyan's somewhat disappointed look, Feng Jiuer lowered her head unconsciously.
Taking a deep breath to suppress all the emotions and desires that she shouldn't have, Feng Jiuer asked softly: "Mom, what do you... want?"
She is a princess of the Feng Clan, but her mother-in-law let her come to the Feng Clan in this way.
No matter what Ren Fengjiuer thought, it was impossible to guess her mother's inner plan.
"You will know later." Long Feiyan said calmly.
The answer she got was within her expectations, and Feng Jiuer was not surprised.
"The Feng Clan doesn't have any secrets of unparalleled magical skills, right? Then can you tell me why you want to abolish my martial arts?"
"You are my mother. I don't believe that you have even taken advantage of me, but I..."
"When you are valuable, even the closest person can't say it absolutely." Long Feiyan interrupted Feng Jiuer's words.
Feng Jiuer's eyes widened, whether she didn't understand what Long Feiyan meant or didn't want to believe it, only she knew.
It took several seconds to accept what his own mother said. Feng Jiuer closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened them.
Even if she knew that her own mother had really taken advantage of her, Feng Jiuer still didn't want to pursue it too deeply for the time being.
"Why the Phoenix Clan? Are the mute slaves yours or my father's? Or is this a conspiracy between you and my father?"
A brand new life, no struggle, no conspiracy, carefree... Dumb slave, you are really wrong.
Since she is a real phoenix girl, how can she have such an ideal life?
Just as Long Feiyan was about to say something, he glanced towards the direction of the cave and suddenly frowned.
"Remember, you can't trust others easily except yourself, even your closest relatives."
Feng Jiuer frowned slightly, no matter how hard she tried to hide it, it was difficult to hide the pain in her heart.
She pursed her lips and couldn't even speak.
Long Feiyan looked at the girl who was in pain, her expression remained the same, making it impossible to see what was inside her.
"You don't know why I disabled your martial arts, do you? Okay, now I'll tell you the answer."
As soon as she finished speaking, she hit Feng Jiuer's heart with a palm full of energy...
