Chapter 145
Ion You was stunned for a long time.

Long-term memories come to mind clearly.

A four-year-old little boy carved in pink and jade, bounced up and down to Qingning Palace to find his father as usual, holding a blooming peony in his hand.

"Father, father, Yu'er picked flowers for you."

The little boy ran into the palace, his immature milk voice was very happy.

But his empress father slumped on the ground with ashen face, instead of kissing his little face as before, and then hugging him up.

"Father..."

The little boy looked at the broken porcelain on the ground, carefully avoided it, and walked to Feng Qi's side with small steps.

When he was still young, he cuddled tightly to his queen father, obediently raising the blooming peony in his hand.

"You'er picked your favorite flowers for you."

Feng Qi with dull eyes turned his head and looked at him blankly.

The phoenix eyes, which were eight parts like a little boy's, were dead silent, and there was no light to be found.

"Father, who beat you?"

The little boy exclaimed, and caressed the red and swollen side of Feng Qi's face in distress.

With a bit of coolness in her soft and tender little hands, she gently touched the swollen and hot finger marks on his face.

Feng Qi's eyes gradually warmed up.

He held the little boy's hand, as if catching life-saving duckweed, and hugged the boy tightly in his arms.

"You'er." The voice was very hoarse after crying for too long, "You are the only queen father."

The little boy's back was painfully strangled by his arms, but he was quietly hugged by his queen father.

Father and son are connected, and he is as young as him. At this time, he can also feel the deep despair in his father's empress.

"Queen." Chang Lin's voice sounded from the door, "You should pack up and take the Tenth Prince to the Leng Palace."

"I know." Feng Qi touched Ion You's small face, and pulled him to stand up indifferently, "Please trouble Aunt Chang to report."

"The empress is serious, this is the duty of a slave." Chang Lin bowed his back respectfully, keeping his posture very low.

Feng Qi hugged the ignorant Ion You and walked past her silently.

"Queen."

The moment they passed by, Chang Lin suddenly raised his head and called Feng Qi to a stop.

Feng Qi stopped and looked back at her.

"……Take care of yourself."

The emotion in Chang Lin's eyes could hardly be concealed, and there was deep forbearance in his heartache.

There are eyeliners of that person everywhere in the palace. For the queen's safety, she cannot express some emotions.

The only thing that can be said is the word 'take care'.

Feng Qi nodded slightly in response, and immediately stepped out of Qingning Palace step by step.

"Slave..., I respectfully send you off to the Empress."

Chang Lin slowly raised his hands, knelt down and said loudly.

The shoes made a slight sound when they stepped on the ground, but there was a sharp pain, gouging out her heart one by one.

King Huan, who has been obsessed with the Queen for many years, broke into Qingning Palace drunk and wanted to do something wrong to the Queen. The head of the Feng family went to the palace to visit his younger brother, and happened to see the Queen lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, and beat the Queen furiously. Slap your hands and leave with a flick of your sleeves.

Immediately afterwards, the emperor brought everyone in the harem to catch the rape.

This happened one after another, no one would believe it was a coincidence.

Chang Lin, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his gaze, slightly covering the fierceness in his eyes.

"What is Aiqing doing kneeling? Be careful that you hurt your knees."

Li Hong smiled and bent down, stretched out his hand to hold the wrist of her right hand, and pulled her up personally.

(End of this chapter)

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