irl's words also reminded Li, of how shameless and vicious Chu Weiyun's words had been when she slandered Princess Jiu in the beginning!Li shi looked at Chu Weiyun. She wasn't like a young girl who da...After Feng Liye went back, he didn't seek medical treatment for his wounds. In fact, he even forbade anyone from entering his bedroom.

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

Once upon a time, everything I did was very purpose-driven.

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

It is now night.

He went to the Princess Garden and saw that woman.

Facing her lip-curling smirk, he didn't even know what to say.

The person just stood there, not knowing how long they had been standing, until the door was pushed open.

Yanyan Liu Yue walked in and immediately saw that her son was still wearing the clothes stained crimson with blood from last night.

Why not let the doctor handle it

She was a little unhappy and strode inside, staring at his stiff back.

Feng Li Ye finally turned back, calmly calling out, "Mother."

"What are you even thinking" The son wasn't acting right, there was no way the mother didn't know something was up.

Actually, he got hurt, still by himself. Her heart also ached!

But this son, he is a man of great affairs, he cannot afford to be sentimental in front of anyone because of a little pain!

He must be like his father, willing to bleed every drop of blood from his body, but never shed a single tear!

Even if it hurts, don't make a sound.

"His son wasn't thinking anything." Feng Liye was raised under her education, cold indifference being the first emotion his mother taught him.

"You're so out of sorts tonight. Is it because of the Ninth Princess"

Yan Liu Yue's face darkened, and thinking back to how she had poured tea and apologized to Chu Qing Ge in front of everyone, anger flared up again instantly.

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

Feng Liye remained silent, his expression betraying no hint of emotion.

Very calm! Yet, Yan Liu Yue understood his stubbornness!

"Bold!" she slapped the table with her palm.

A fine, ancient wooden round table was smashed by her at a corner.

She angrily said, “Have you forgotten all the teachings I’ve given you over the years As the eldest son of the Feng family, you should cut off your desires! Look at yourself now, what a disgrace!”

"You don't even remember how your father died!"

"My son hasn't forgotten!" Feng Liye's ten fingers were tense, turning pale.

If you haven't forgotten, why do you care so much about the daughter of your enemy

“The son didn't care.” The candlelight fell on his face, casting his stern features in an even colder light.

Although he was undeniably handsome, there wasn't a shred of the carefree and dashing air of a noble son about him.

For so many years, the words "free and easy" have never appeared on him!

Yàn Liú Yuè's heart skipped a beat. It wasn't that she didn't feel sorry for him, he had been taught to be so cold by her.

But he was the eldest son of the Feng family, a brilliant military strategist!

Besides, he has a special status! If he is troubled by the seven emotions and six desires, how can he accomplish great things in the future

She finally still pressed down on that pang of heartache, just as she had for the past twenty years.

"Don't forget, the Chu royal family, there will always be one day…"

Walls have ears, her words stopped here.

You will all become true enemies if you do not, in the future. Pain awaits you all! Now, bring your minds back to me!

Yan Liu Yue stood up and turned to walk out the door.

"This is for my son." Feng Liye walked behind her.

But unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped out the door, Feng hurried over, carrying a piece of paper in his hand.

"Father, the princess...the princess wants a divorce from you!"

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