, it's still hot, you wait a bit to drink."Chu Qingwan placed the porridge in front of Shen Siyin. She was wearing an apron, which paired with her alluring and charming face, looked rather out of plac...If I can't save her, I will kill her with my own hands.

This word, for some unknown reason, was also passing through Chu Qingge's mind at this time.

Well, in the eyes of this family, her life isn't worth much at all.

Anyone can kill her!

Including, that so-called husband!

She glanced at the sky, a hint of deep melancholy in her eyes.

She instinctively covered her heart.

In my past life, I was wounded here, a fatal blow.

Although he has already changed his body, tonight, it seems to begin aching again.

Her life, everyone wanted it, whether it was in the past or present.

Suddenly remembering something, she took a wrong step and left the gate of Princess Garden.

Wind Flower Courtyard has never had many guards, especially now at this time when the sky is dim and hazy.

In another hour, it will be dawn.

Feng Huayuan was peaceful and quiet. All the servants were resting, Feng Yuhu was away again, and the entire courtyard was silent.

Chu Qingge drifted lightly into the courtyard walls, passing through the front yard and quickly finding Feng Yuhua's room.

The door creaked open, and darkness engulfed the room. But she had keen eyesight, and she immediately spotted the painting's location.

However, the vision is not very clear.

She fumbled and lit the candle on the table.

The painting, in her gaze, immediately became clear.

"Mom."

Looking at the portrait of Nán Xīng, my eyes immediately welled up.

"Mom, I miss you so much." She walked up to the portrait, wishing she could hug the person in it tightly.

No, she wanted to throw herself into her mother's arms, just as she used to, snuggle in her mother's embrace, and feel the warmth of her body.

Why are you Chu Weiyun's mother

At this moment, she was rather envious of Chu Weiyun.

This was the first time in her two lifetimes that she had ever felt so jealous of someone.

Me too, envious.

Even if they only look alike, I'm jealous!

Why does Chu Weiyun have her mother Why does Nánxīng look exactly like her mother

She hates Chu Weiyun and wants Nannxing to be her mother!

"Mom..."

"Well, hello there! I see you've made it here."

Feng Yuhua was taken aback.

I couldn't find her just now, but when I came back, I saw that my room was lit up.

This chick is actually hiding here.

"Did you cry" Feng Yuhua's heart clenched, she hurried over, and a wave of sympathy washed over her.

"Isn't that too much to bear I'm sorry, I should have protected you, but they..."

They are all your family, you can't lay a hand on them. Besides, it was I who hurt him, and that man, he is also your beloved nephew.

Chu Qingge raised her hand and wiped at the corner of her eye.

The sadness and longing in his eyes, vanished in an instant.

When she looked at Feng Yu Hua, his carefree and lighthearted demeanor was back again.

"Crying Fourth Miss, are you too old, your eyes blurry"

Had this happened last night, Feng Yuhua would have definitely quarreled with her.

She loves to argue with this girl, it's so much fun and carefree!

But tonight, she only wanted to hold him close and protect him well, just as she would her own daughter.

"Sorry." Always, it was her fault for not protecting her.

"Miss Four, I have no familial ties with you. Even Lord Li, the only person who connects us, hasn't even uttered an apology to me. Why should you"

Chu Qingge stood up and walked towards the door.

However, I admire Nánxīng. Tonight, for some reason, I just wanted to come and see her. Farewell.

As soon as I stepped out the door, he vanished without a trace.

My light kung fu skills have improved again!

Feng Yuhua didn't chase after him, but Qing Ge was blocked at the gate of Princess Garden by someone.

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First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Network at the Ninth Princess. Just like Lan Yu, they were all stunned and couldn't recover themselves.Until, Chu Qingge frowned and angrily said, "The second batch of flyers has arrived. Archers, prepare!""...