After Feng Liye returned, he did not ask the doctor to treat the wound, and even no one was allowed to enter his bedroom.

He stood by the window, looking at the hazy moonlight outside the window, and didn't even know what he wanted at this moment.

In the past, no matter what you do, you were very purposeful.

But he found that in recent days, sometimes, he didn't even know what he needed to do next.

Just tonight.

He went to Princess Garden and met the woman.

But facing the sarcastic smile on the corner of her lips, he didn't even know what he wanted to say.

People just stood like this, and I don’t know how long they stood until the door was pushed open.

Yan Liuyue walked in and looked up and saw that her son was still wearing a dark red dress dyed by blood last night.

"Why don't you let the doctor deal with it?"

She was a little unhappy and walked in quickly, staring at his cold and hard back.

Feng Liye finally turned around and called out calmly: "Mom."

"What are you thinking?" Something is wrong with my son, and it is impossible for me to be a mother to know.

In fact, he was injured or beaten by himself, and her heart hurts!

But this son is a person who does great things. He cannot be pretentious in front of anyone because of a little pain!

He must be like his father, rather than shed every drop of blood on his body than shed any tears!

Even if it hurts, you are not allowed to snort.

"My son didn't think of anything." Feng Liye grew up under her education. Indifference was the first emotion his mother taught him.

"Is it because of the Ninth Princess?"

Yan Liuyue's face darkened. When she thought of herself pouring tea to Chu Qingge in front of everyone, her anger suddenly rose.

"A woman who almost killed your brother and forced your mother to apologize in person, do you still want to be with her?"

Feng Liye didn't speak, and there was no feeling between her eyebrows.

Very calm! But Yan Liuyue understood his stubbornness!

"Rare!" She slapped the table with a palm.

The top-notch ancient wood round table was shattered by her.

She said angrily: "Did you forget all the teachings you have taught for so many years? As the eldest son of the Feng family, you should be severing your desires! Look, what do you look like now?"

"You have forgotten how your father died in vain!"

"I haven't forgotten my son!" Feng Liye's ten fingers were tightly white.

"Since I haven't forgotten, why do you care so much about your enemy's daughter?"

"My son didn't care." The candlelight fell on his face, illuminating his cold and solemn face even more cold.

He is obviously a stunning man, but he does not have the will and elegance of a famous young man.

Over the years, the word "simple" has never appeared on him!

Yan Liuyue's heart moved, it was not that she felt sorry for her, but that she was taught so coldly.

But he is the eldest son of the Feng family and the talent of a general!

What's more, his identity is special! If he is trapped by the seven emotions and six desires, how can he accomplish great things in the future?

She finally suppressed the pain and tried hard, just like in the past twenty years.

"Don't forget that the Chu royal family will one day..."

There are ears in the partition wall, and her words end here, and they stop suddenly.

"You will eventually become true enemies. If you don't want to suffer in the future, now, take back your mind!"

Yan Liuyue stood up and turned around and walked out the door.

"Son gives you a gift." Feng Liye walked behind her.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I went out, I saw Feng Zao coming in a hurry, holding a piece of paper in my hand.
Chapter completed!