The poisonous concubine

Chapter 940 Fighting Virus with Poison 【24】

Feng Duwu's hand stopped, although she was angry, she did not lose her mind.How could Fumo and his son talk about this matter in their forbidden area for no reason?It can only be said that Fu Chunran had already been noticed by Fu Jiukuang as soon as he entered Jiufu Palace. Fu Jiukuang must have recognized her, so he opened the door of convenience, concealed it from Lingjue's eyes, and introduced Fu Chunran into The forbidden area of ​​Jiufu Palace.

No matter how capable Lingjue is, he can't even keep the Jiufu Palace's surveillance in check. At most, he invested his consciousness and monitored the people in the Jiufu Palace. That's why Fumo and Fu Jiukuang have such an opportunity, and the matter will be delayed until She and Fu Chunran should have missed this day because she hadn't come back for a long time and was busy with the affairs of the Shui family.

Yingying was probably under the control of Lingjue, and had been lying in ambush for several days in the Dragon Palace. Their physiques had a natural advantage, so they happened to meet this opportunity.

I also thought that Fumo had clearly transmitted her soul to Fu Jiukuang, and she had cast the spell for so long before Lingjue realized that it was definitely not Lingjue's slow reaction. She looked up at Fu Jiukuang with her cold eyes, and finally softened a little: "This There is nothing wrong with you."

After saying these words, Feng Duwu's heart was mostly relieved. After all, Fumo did not betray their friendship for so many years. However, what Fumo did, Feng Duwu can understand as a friend. He was entrusted by his master to protect Jiu Futian. Constrained by Lingjue, being able to do this is already the utmost benevolence.

"Thank you, aunt." Fu Jiukuang breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of joy in his heart.

"Does your father know who Yuan Yuan is?" Feng Duwu suddenly thought of this question.

"Father didn't say it, but my nephew knows that Miss Yuan is probably my aunt..." Father's madness and joy these days, if it wasn't for Yuan Yuan's message, he might have been unable to bear it and rushed over.

Feng Duwu's eyes flickered, Fu Chunran obviously had no affection for Fumo, no matter how Fu Chunran will be with her brother in the future, she has accepted Fu Chunran's affection today, otherwise this situation cannot be maintained.Because they will never set up defenses against Yingying, let alone know the reason, and they will not think that their son will be in danger. She will only know everything when her son has fallen.

After Fumo experienced Xia Houlie's incident, he was afraid that his obsession would go crazy, and he would rather imprison Fu Chunran, who was lost and recovered, than let him go. At that time, Fu Chunran might have a very bad life.

"Your father is not suitable to have this memory." Feng Duwu didn't hide anything from Fu Jiukuang either.

"My nephew thinks the same as my aunt." Fu Jiukuang smiled wryly.

He never thought that his father still had such a crazy side. This month, he looked a little frightened. If his father kept this memory, it would be another earth-shaking event. The current level of cultivation is already terribly high, and they will inevitably turn against their aunt and senior aunt when the time comes, this is a situation that Fu Jiukang does not want to see.

Feng Duwu was taken aback by Fu Jiukuang's answer, and then finally smiled: "You are very good, I will give it to you in the future, and I will definitely be better than your father."

After finishing speaking, Feng Duwu walked to Fumo's side, her palm was suspended with the light of Hunyuan seven colors, covering the top of Fumo's head, with the floating of Yuanling, Fumo's memory interweaved into pictures and appeared on Feng Duwu In the eyes of Fumo, Feng Duwu did not pry into Fumo's privacy, but searched Fumo's most recent memory fragment, and soon found that memory, and then Yuan Ling floated into Fumo's mind as thin as a hair, and tightly packed that memory Tightly entangled, Feng Duwu's fingertips moved slightly, and that memory was shattered in Fumo's memory.

Although Fumo was in a coma, he seemed to know that he had lost the most precious thing, so he shed tears like a man...

Feng Duwu looked at that drop of crystal teardrops soaking into the ground, and she didn't do it for a long time, and felt extremely guilty in her heart. This kind of behavior actually interfered with Fumo's human rights. The last thing Feng Duwu wanted to do was such a thing. It's a pity that Fumo's The temper is too crazy, and Fu Chunran has no affection for him in his heart. Now that his cultivation base is too low, she can already see what kind of terrible situation it will evolve into in the future if Fu Mo doesn't shatter this memory.

After experiencing Xia Houlie, Fumo never knew how to let go.Having also experienced Xia Houlie, Fu Chunran will never hesitate again, so the two of them are destined to have no results. Feng Duwu doesn't want to see either of them suffer or fall because of this. This endless dead end can only be used This way to resolve.

"Be more filial to your father in the future, he is also a poor man." Feng Duwu sighed and left.

There is no problem with the safety of the son for the time being. Feng Duwu returned to the Dragon Palace, but saw the eldest son standing at the gate of the Dragon Palace in a daze. Seeing Feng Duwu looking at Feng Duwu with fearful eyes, it was the kind of fear of being abandoned , Feng Duwu saw a stabbing pain in his heart.

"Ze'er, mother just panicked just now..." The son is all sympathetic, the youngest son was suddenly taken away, and his life might be in danger. Feng Duwu lost his composure, and then pushed the eldest son away. It was the instinctive behavior of anyone with emotions, but she regretted it very much when she thought about it now. She knew that she might have left a scar in her son's heart.

Feng Duwu wanted to step forward, but dared not. To her, this son would always be different, because he had experienced all her trials and hardships. Many times without him, she would not be able to live today.

Opening her dry mouth, Feng Duwu said nervously, "Ze'er, mother apologizes to you, mother..."

"Mother——" before Feng Duwu finished speaking, His Royal Highness the crown prince, who had always been strong, threw himself into his mother's arms, and then cried like a child.

"I'm sorry, Ze'er, it's the mother's fault..." Feng Duwu also hugged the child tightly, but the rain was pouring down, just hugged the son tightly, and was afraid of creating a estrangement with him from now on, so he could only say over and over again: "sorry……"

His Royal Highness cried very sadly, but shook his head desperately: "It's not mother's fault... It's my son's fault... Son, son, I'm afraid that mother will never pay attention to son again..."

After hearing this, Feng Duwu understood that his son's fear was not because of his previous impulsiveness that hurt him, but because he blamed himself for not taking care of his younger brother and letting his younger brother be taken away in his hands. If there are three long and two short, then he will no longer be able to face his mother, face his father, or face other younger brothers and sisters in this life.

Knowing the reason for her son's sadness, Feng Duwu was finally not so disturbed, but gently patted his son on the back: "It's not your fault."

(End of this chapter)