Chapter 459: Mother and child

Chapter 459 Mother and Child
"Jade smoke!" Jing Lao Wang screamed, rushed to the front of Qin Yuyan, took her shoulders, hugged her in her arms, pulled off her cloak, and covered her bare body.
"Hey!" Another loud noise rang, the walls of the main room were smashed, and the collapse of the smashing smashed, the dust and the dust filled the room, and a slender figure step by step, coming out from the inside.
He wore a purple robes, and the purple-golded jade crown was half-squatting, but he did not detract from his handsomeness. He looked at Jing Lao Wang’s face for a moment, and Junyi’s face was covered. Frost, sharp blood in the sharp eyes...
The boundless danger came over, and Jing Wang’s heart trembled, squinting at the night, and his eyes were full of horror:
Yi... Yichen...

The night of the dust suddenly swayed, and the strong palms of the dying Chaojing Lao Wang beat the past...
"Ah!" Jing Lao Wang screamed, and the subconscious arm lifted it, but saw the palm of the hand rubbing her cheeks and flew over it, hitting the rockery behind her, only listening to the sound of '砰', the rockery collapsed. The gravel is flying, the dust is flying!
The night of the anger of the angry question penetrates the clouds and rang through the clouds: "This is what you want!"
He guarded everyone, but he did not guard against his mother, but he was his own mother!
"Yi... Yichen..." Jing Lao Wang looked up at the night and saw the dust, pain, hatred, anger, and she came to the mouth to explain, and her life was stuck in her throat.
Her son, who has always been a strategist, is high on the top, never knows the pain, what is hard, but today, she actually saw pain in his eyes, saw hatred, he pained him to do the wrong thing, he hated calculating him Her.
She violated his wishes and forced Qin Yuyan to him. She knew that when he woke up, he would be angry and angry, but she never thought that he would be angry and hate her with pain...
"It’s just a woman. If you don’t like her to be right, let her do it...

"Stop!" The night's dust slammed her words, and the blood in the sharp eyes filled: "This is not what I want!"
"That... then don't give her any name... Jade smoke is reasonable, it won't mind..." Jing Lao Wang rushed to explain, want to resolve the hatred in the night.
"Don't mention Qin Yuyan with me again, I don't want to see her again, don't let her appear in front of me again!" Night Lie screamed and screamed, suddenly turned around and saw Murong Xue, only to see her bathing in the sun, wearing Thick cloak, holding a small stove, the slim body is more petite, the small face of the palm of the hand is in the hood, the dark eyes look at him faintly, no surprise, no anger, no sorrow, no joy, just like watching a stranger.
The heart of the night dust is sharp and painful. I look at the old Wang Wang with a little bit of attention: "This is also your intentional arrangement." His filth, his unbearable, completely exposed to the person he likes. In front of him, his mother is really embarrassing and enough.
"No, no... really isn't..." Jing Lao Wang Hao hurriedly shook his head. She just wanted to make jade smoke and Yichen become true couples, and broke the thought of Yichen to marry Rong Rong, and was not prepared to borrow this piece. Things that stimulate Murong Xue.
The night ignited the cold and looked at her, and the bottom of the glint flashed a slap in the face.
Jing Lao Wang Yu was flustered and eagerly looked at Murong Xue: "Murong Xue, you told Yi Chen, I didn't ask you to come over..."
Murong Xue hasn't talked yet, and Ye Yichen pre-emptively opened his mouth: "I don't want to see you again, I don't want to ever!"
The night ignited the cold and looked at the old Wang Hao, and there was a touch of disgusting disgust at the bottom. He turned and walked forward without stepping back.
Jing Lao Wang Yu was flustered and hurriedly called: "Im...dust..."
The night is not deaf, the footsteps are like the wind, and the stalks are out of the Jingyuan. The purple robes flutter with his movements, just like the purple clouds floating in the sky. The farther...
Jing Lao Wang squatted on the ground, his eyes wide, and the big tears overflowed his eyes and flowed down his cheeks: she just wanted to hold her son and not let Shen Ruoxi’s daughter it away. Did she also make a mistake? ......
"You stupid woman, actually did this kind of thing, have you ever asked about the dust, what is he wanting?" Jing Lao Wang stalked over and looked at the eyes of Jing Lao Wang Yan, angry is about to spurt fire Come.
Yi Chen wants Murong Xue, but she will never agree to this marriage!
Jing Lao Wang’s face was full of tears, and he did not show weakness:
I did this for the sake of the dust!

"Give him a medicine, calculate him, and force the woman he does not like, to his bed, also called for him?" Jing Lao Wang fiercely screamed, sharp eyes chilling.
"That is better than stealing people who I hate." Jing Lao Wang sternly retorted, and there was a raging anger at the bottom: she would rather have her son hate her, and would not let him marry Shen Ruo's daughter!
"You... well, you don't know where you are wrong now, it's really stupid, Yi Chen doesn't want to see you again, and the king is not in the mood to see you again!" Jing Lao Wang left this sentence coldly. Turned around and walked away without going back.
Looking at his unremarkable back, Jing Lao Wang Shuo’s heart was sour, his hands were cheeky, his voice was crying silently, his shoulders shrugged, and he couldn’t stop crying, and the low passed.
Murong Xue’s eyebrows licked and turned, and slowly walked out. The family affairs of Jing Wangfu, she had no right to pay attention, and she did not bother to pay attention...
In the corner where no one saw it, Qin Yuyan slowly opened his eyes. The beautiful face was slightly distorted by anger. The hand under the cloak was tightly gripped. She was not completely comatose, and the night was dusty, Jing Lao Wang, Jing All the old princes said, she heard all of them. She is a Princess of Mobei. In the heart of their family, it is a trivial person. It is a tool that can be used...
Murong Xue walked back to Qinghui Garden with bright sunshine. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a faint aroma. After watching the fragrance, he saw an iron shelf in the yard. The hurricane was standing on the iron frame without any trace. Before, there was a pheasant and a hare on the barbecue.
Murong Xue’s eyes lit up:
Where is the wild game?

"In the mountains, although the weather has turned cold, there are still a lot of game." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, coming out of the room, the snow-colored clothes smashed through the smooth ground, and the dust was not stained.
"The 100,000 urgent letters have been processed?" Murong Xue smiled.
"It has already been processed." Ouyang Shaohao nodded, looking at Murong Xuedao like a smile: "You are in the front yard, it is very lively!"
(End of this chapter)