Feng Mo walked into the front hall and saw the person on the seat, and was surprised.

When Princess Huaiyin saw him come in, she put down the teacup in her hand and smiled happily, "Good nephew, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Feng Mo frowned and asked directly: "Aunt here, is there something wrong?"

Princess Huaiyin couldn't help feeling unhappy when she saw that he was too lazy to even greet him.

But thinking about the purpose of this trip, I had to suppress it.

Instead of directly explaining the purpose of the trip, she reached out to stroke the teacup in front of her, sighed, and said, "I think you were the third prince who was once a precious gold and jade. Unexpectedly, now that you have fallen into this place, even the tea is so crude and boring. I, as an aunt, feel really distressed when I see it. If your mother knows you, I am afraid that you will not be able to rest in peace."

When she heard her mention Situ Jin, Feng Mo's eyes darkened, and a scene flashed through her mind about his mother's death tragically under Xie Jingrun's knife that day.

He clenched his fists in an instant.

Princess Huaiyin saw his reaction and knew that her parents' hatred was irreconcilable, not to mention that Situ Jin was really good to treat Feng Mo. How could he give up when he witnessed her tragic death under Xie Jingrun's knife?

Thinking of it, she said indignantly: "The emperor is really cruel and ruthless. He regards human life as a must. It is also a blessing that your father is partial to him. Otherwise, such a person is not worthy of being the emperor at all." As he said that, he stood up for him very much, "If your mother is fine? The person sitting on the throne today should be you. How dare he step on you under his feet, Xie Jingrun?"

Feng Mo listened expressionlessly, and finally knew what happened to this aunt who came here today.

He glanced at her faintly? "Auntie was angry with the emperor?"

Princess Huaiyin was thinking about how to convince her nephew to join forces with her to deal with Xie Jingrun in the next moment? Unexpectedly, when she heard this, embarrassment flashed across her face.

She picked up the cold tea, took a sip, and was full of bitterness, and quickly put it back on the table.

She forced a smile and said, "Why did you say this?"

Feng Mo stared at her with sharp eyes? "Is it fake for my aunt to stand up for me? Provoking me and the emperor? Is your purpose of this trip?"

When Princess Huaiyin saw that he had exposed his purpose directly, she was a little worried about her face and said angrily: "Xie Jingrun cut off your mother in front of you? He killed her mother? There was a straitor between you and him? Is it necessary for me to provoke anything? Or, you don't care about your mother's death at all."

"Enough!" Feng Mo stopped her in a deep voice. "Aunt, if you pass by and come to see me, I'm very welcome? But if you keep talking about my mother's death, you can leave now."

When Princess Huaiyin heard this, her expression suddenly became ugly. She stood up and said, "I thought you were a courageous and responsible person, so she came here from afar and planned to help you, but now it seems that I misread you. Well, I'm not here today." After that, she walked out.

Feng Mo did not stop her.

Princess Huaiyin was about to walk outside the door. Seeing that he hadn't come to persuade her, her expression suddenly became even more ugly.

Is her trip going to waste? Her plan...

Thinking of the humiliation that Xie Jingrun gave her and everything that Rong Qingqing enjoyed, she felt even more unwilling.

How could she swallow that if Xie Jingrun dared to humiliate her?

Also, why can Lan's daughter be more maternal than her?
Chapter completed!