Chapter 2096 When will you understand that I am not her
The night is already dark.
Feng Ruoxin combs her hair in front of the mirror, and she is slightly distracted.
"Yu'er..." Mrs. Feng pushed open the door and called quietly.
Feng Ruoxin screamed in fear.
She turned around and saw Mrs. Feng standing at the door wearing navy blue clothes. She was so scared that her heart was beating wildly.
"Mother." Feng Ruoxin stood up and greeted him: "I won't say anything when you come."
Mrs. Feng became much haggard.
Even now, she fantasized about Feng Ruoxin as her biological daughter Feng Zhiyu, but she still couldn't get out of her sadness.
"Have you forgotten? Every time it's about to thunder and rain, you can't sleep well. You always like to pester your mother and make you calm soup."
Mrs. Feng placed the soup bowl on the table.
Feng Ruoxin watched the howling wind outside the window rolling over the raindrops, and the sky was filled with thunder.
She suppressed the impatientness in her heart, eased her smile and said, "Thank you, mother."
Lord Feng had instructed that Mrs. Feng was occasionally mentally abnormal and asked her to take care of her.
Mrs. Feng touched Feng Ruoxin's arm with her hands.
"Why are you wearing so little? Be careful to catch a cold for a while? I heard from your father that there is a cold wind and cold in the suburbs of Beijing recently, so you can't have any trouble."
Mrs. Feng hurriedly pulled her to sit on the bed: "Come on, lie down, mom covers you with a quilt."
Feng Ruoxin was forced to lie down and covered with two layers of quilts.
She hurriedly opened it: "Mother, it's summer night now, it's too hot."
"No! You covered it. Last time I touched your hand, your whole body was cold. It must be cold. Cover it well."
Mrs. Feng pressed the corner of the quilt tightly.
Feng Ruoxin knew that what she was talking about must be the days after Feng Zhiyu died.
I heard that Mrs. Feng kept holding her stiff hand until Feng Zhiyu was buried.
After such struggle, Feng Ruoxin sweated bitterly and felt a little impatient.
At this moment, Mrs. Feng suddenly took out a sachet from under her pillow.
Both of them were stunned.
Feng Ruoxin reached out and snatched: "Give me this back."
But Mrs. Feng hid immediately.
She pinched the sachet and asked, "Yu'er, you can't smell the powder, you forgot?"
"Didn't my mother tell me that you must not use these. When you were a child, you picked up a sachet bag. In just a moment, you would have a rash all over your body! I'll throw it away for you!"
Mrs. Feng grabbed the sachet and walked out.
Feng Ruoxin hurriedly chased after him.
"Mother, you can't throw it away. This is not a sachet, it's an object I put in close-to-body!"
However, Mrs. Feng did not listen to what she said: "Good boy, you must listen to your mother. Mom won't harm you. I know that girls all love beauty."
"If you want to be like other noble girls, your body is fragrant, and your mother will buy you the best hair oil, and you can't keep it!"
Feng Ruoxin chased him out of the door. Under the corridor, the two of them kept pulling, and dark thunder rolled in the sky.
"Give it back to me!" Feng Ruoxin snatched it, but he was not as strong as Mrs. Feng.
At this moment, she thought of what Gu Nuoer said to her inexplicably—
[I just feel sorry for your adoptive father and mother, and I have entrusted my love for your children to you.]
Feng Ruoxin had no nameless fire for no reason.
She pushed Mrs. Feng away, causing her to fall to the ground.
Feng Ruoxin shouted angrily: "Enough! Saucer is my thing. I don't like to use oil or eat sweet foods. When will you understand that I am Ruoxin, not Zhiyu!"
boom--
A purple lightning flashed by, illuminating Mrs. Feng's heart-wrenching expression.
Feng Ruoxin Yu Guang noticed a figure standing in the yard.