It's obviously the beauty's uncle who beats the couple and wants to separate him and his mother!
It's simply too much.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. When his mother woke up, she would tell the beautiful uncle severely!
Feng Lichen's face turned dark. If Shen Jinzhi hadn't been Shen Qingluan's son, he would have had the urge to push him to the ground and give him a severe beating.
However, at this time, Feng Lichen obviously didn't want to pay much attention to Shen Jinzhi. His eyes slowly turned to Shen Qingluan and landed on her peaceful sleeping face.
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Prince's Mansion.
As soon as Ye Moling ran in, he learned that Shen Qingrou had passed out.
That handsome face suddenly changed, and he quickly walked towards Shen Qingrou's room.
When the maid saw Ye Mo Ling approaching the room, she quickly bent down and saluted, showing respect.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Ye Moling nodded, stopped when he walked to the door, and said in a cold voice: "The princess has fainted, can you please call the doctor?"
The maid lowered her head: "The princess said that she was just overworked and did not need to call a doctor, so I..."
Ye Moling frowned, but didn't say much.
He opened the door and walked in.
As soon as he entered, he saw Shen Qingrou lying weakly on the bed.
The moment he saw Shen Qingrou's pale face, Ye Moling felt as if his heart had been stabbed so hard that he almost suffocated from the pain.
And if it hadn't been for that little bastard, Lin'er and his son would not have been harmed.
He remembered this account.
I will definitely repay those people a hundredfold.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Moling walked towards the room. He walked to Shen Yurou and gently held her hand.
That expression was filled with distress.
"Rou'er, thank you for your hard work..."
Shen Yurou lowered her eyes and shook her head with a wry smile: "Rou'er is not bitter at all, but His Highness, over at Prince Chen's Mansion -"
She stopped talking here.
But his eyes looked at Ye Moling with doubt.
He seemed to be asking him.
Ye Moling's face froze.
Rou'er worked so hard to heal Lin'er, but in the end, he couldn't even avenge his son.
Now that I think about it, he is really useless as a husband.
He can't even protect his own son and wife.
Ye Moling's face became more and more ugly, and he clenched his fists tightly. After a while, he finally said: "King Chen's strength is unpredictable, and I... am not his opponent for the time being."
At this moment, Shen Yurou's heart sank.
It seems that the prince failed to settle the score with that little bastard.
Why, why could that little bastard be so carefree after bullying Lin'er?
Even though Shen Yurou was unhappy in her heart, she didn't show it on her face.
As gentle and modest as ever, as clear as the clouds and as calm as the wind.
"Your Highness, it's not your fault. It's Rou'er who is useless. Lin'er was seriously injured before and he almost couldn't be saved -"
Her hands gently wiped away her tears, and her voice became more somber, filled with grief.
"If I hadn't seen Lin'er injured and temporarily remembered some medical skills, I might not have been able to save him. But who knows that I am so useless now that I finally managed to bring back the person who was hammered to death, but in the end I... I fainted from exhaustion."
"If it were before, even if I only had one breath left, I could easily save him."
She raised her head, with tears in her eyes, which was quite moving.
Ye Mo Ling felt happy.
Yurou is saying that she has been able to bring back people who have only one breath left?
This kind of medical skill is probably unparalleled by anyone in the world!
Shen Yurou lowered her eyes to cover up the gloom in her eyes.
But her voice was filled with bitterness: "In the end, I'm still useless."
Seeing Shen Yurou's painful look, Ye Moling felt a little ashamed. He stretched out his hand to hold Shen Yurou's hand and sighed: "Yurou, you belittle yourself. You are already strong. If you are useless, then Shen Qingluan."
What? Trash within the trash?”
At the mention of Shen Qingluan, Shen Yurou's body trembled, and she subconsciously got into Ye Moling's arms, with tears covering her soft little face.
"Your Highness, my sister is protected by King Chen, so what am I to her?"
She originally thought that the prince's visit this time would at least give Lin'er some relief.
Unexpectedly, he was defeated.
Is it possible that Feng Lichen is really that powerful?
Even the prince can't defeat him?
Ye Moling lowered his head and looked at the woman who got into his arms, his heart ached: "When Yurou and Lin'er are here, I will go to the palace to meet my father later, and I will let my father make the decision for us."
In any case, he is the prince of a country. The vision coming from the sky when Lin'er was born was an auspicious sign, so his father would definitely not condone Feng Lichen's behavior.
"As for the relationship between Shen Qingluan and Feng Lichen," Ye Moling sneered, "do you think that with the temper of the young prince of the Regent's Palace, he would allow such an unworthy woman to be his stepmother?"
Even if Shen Qingluan married him that day was a misunderstanding, then it must be true that Hongxing cheated on her, right?
She was a wife, but she was secretly married to someone else. Even if the child didn't survive in the end, she couldn't change what she had done.
He didn't think that the regent's tricky little prince would like such a woman!
Shen Yurou bit her lip: "My mother came to me before and said that she wanted Shen Ci to get along with the younger prince more, but I think the younger prince's temper makes it difficult to get along with her."
Getting along with that little bastard?
Ye Moling also frowned: "That girl Shen Ci is outspoken by nature, and it's easier for her to be sincere. That little bastard has no tutoring. With her straightforward temperament, she can't help but discipline her. At that time, the little bastard will definitely be unhappy.
, Shen Ci is still the one who suffers."
Mentioning Shen Jinzhi again, Ye Moling sighed heavily again.
"We are all the same people, why are there such big differences?"
"My prince's son has outstanding abilities. Even though he has a bad temper, he is not so vicious as to deal such a heavy blow to a child!"
"What's more, Lin'er has always been noble and naturally intelligent. On the contrary, that little bastard is domineering, unreasonable, savage, uneducated, and a country bumpkin. Apart from being good-looking, he has absolutely no merits!"
Ye Moling thought for a while: "No, he is not as good-looking as Lin'er!"
His Lin'er's little face is fair and energetic, not like a little bastard, and looks like a girl.
He has a vicious temperament.
Beat a child like this.
The gap between people is really huge. Why is there no child in the world as outstanding as Lin'er?
Shen Yurou smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, Lin'er has been personally trained by us since he was a child, so his temperament is naturally not bad. On the contrary, the young prince has no mother, so he naturally has no one to discipline him, which is why he has developed such an uneducated appearance."
She paused and continued: "Even if he has a mother, that mother is just a country girl. How can she be compared to Lin'er who I personally taught? Therefore, the prince cannot have too many demands on other people's children.
, not everyone can be like Lin'er."
At this moment, Shen Yurou seemed to have forgotten how her son, whom she had personally taught, treated her when she was in prison.
In her heart, no matter how her son treats him, he is still the best son in her mind, and no one can match him.