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Chapter 500 Heartache and anger ten

Before she left, she didn't forget to look back and glare at Tang Luo.

Disgusting, scumbag!

Anyone who breaks up lovers deserves death!

Tang Luo looked desperate, and a feeling of powerlessness came to his heart. He covered his face with his hands, and tears fell silently.

Later, those silent tears turned into painful wails.

His mournful voice echoed throughout the Tang family.

No one sympathized with him, even Tang Si and others did not help him this time.

Everything is his own fault, and it has also dragged down their entire Tang family...



Yuecheng Villa.

Tang Yin stopped, pursed his lips and said: "Uncle Emperor, Xiao Qing, because of my physical condition, I rarely go out. The only place I go after leaving the Tang family is this villa. Don't worry, this is my home."

On this territory, you can take care of Aunt Queen with peace of mind."

"Thank you..." Feng Tianyu's voice was hoarse.

Tang Yin hurriedly said: "Don't thank me, this is all my fault. If...if I could secretly go to the back mountain, if...I could see the Queen's aunt earlier, maybe I would have known about her relationship with the little girl."

It’s a close relationship.”

Tang Luo was so shocked when he saw Xiao Qing for the first time, probably... because she was very similar to the Queen's aunt.

If she had known this earlier, she would have risked being scolded by the Tang family elders and would have gone to the back mountain.

This would also prevent the queen from suffering so much.

"Father, you are all waiting for me outside. I will take the queen into the room to rest." Feng Ru said in a solemn tone with the anxiety in his eyes suppressed.

Feng Tianyu naturally knew Feng Ruqing's current ability. After he heard her speak, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

"Qing'er, is Yan'er still saved?"

Feng Ruqing's mouth was filled with bitterness.

If... she could be given more time, she could pull out anyone who even had half a foot in the Palace of Hell.

But now...it's obviously too late.

Feng Ruqing looked at Feng Tianyu's hopeful face and couldn't bear to hurt him. She could only say in an uncertain tone: "I can try, but I don't know if I can succeed."

Even though Feng Ruqing did not give him a complete guarantee, as long as there was no denial, hope would emerge in Feng Tianyu's heart.

Even a glimmer of hope is enough to keep him going.

Feng Ruqing didn't want to waste any more time, so she took Rong Yan from Feng Tianyu's hand, opened the door and walked in.

The moment she walked in, she left a message.

"Don't let anyone bother me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed the door, walked carefully to the bed, and placed Rong Yan's body gently on the bed.

"Fuchen, Qinghan."

Feng Ruqing's gentle voice fell in the room.

Immediately, two rays of light rose up, and in the light, two pink and jade-carved children, like fairy children, appeared in front of her.

Qinghan was stunned for a while, looking in disbelief at Feng Ruqing who appeared in front of her intact.

Her little mouth curled up, and tears rolled down like pearls.

"Mother, mother..." Her voice trembled, "You are still alive, wuwu, mother, you are still alive..."

Fuchen's eyes were also red.

No one knew that when Feng Ruqing took them back to their space, she put herself in danger without hesitation.

How desperate and painful he felt.

But Qinghan kept crying, and he couldn't show his emotions any more, so he could only force himself to stay calm and comfort Xiao Qinghan.


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