Michael saw that Lucifer's face was not very good, and he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

Lucifer shook his head: "It's nothing, I'm a little tired, and you're awake, so I'm not here with you." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

As he spoke, he got up and was about to leave.

Michael was a little disappointed, but he still spoke, "Well, you go and rest." ”

After Lucifer left, Michael sat on the couch for more than an hour, and then was in a daze for more than an hour, before getting up, changing his clothes, and leaving his room.

As he walked through this familiar place, Michael only felt that every part of this place was not what he wanted.

In fact, he doesn't want any throne, but if he doesn't even fight for the throne, then no one will notice him, and his mother won't notice him.

He didn't understand why his mother didn't like him so much, was it because he wasn't good enough?

Michael didn't know why, but he tried to be better, and if he became king, his mother would be proud of himself, he thought, and he kept going on this path.

But everyone knew about his intentions for the throne, his abilities, but his mother still did not say anything to herself.

Michael didn't know if she wanted to do it or not.

But now, he suddenly seemed to understand, the ghost door was closed, and all of a sudden, what he hadn't seen clearly, or what he had been deliberately blurred by himself and didn't want to see, was now clearly placed in front of him, spread out in his heart, so that he had to face it and face it squarely.

He also couldn't control his emotions, he wanted to ask his mother, why, why he was going to die, she couldn't even come to see him, why did he hate himself so much!

Isn't she her child?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and his steps quickened, and he hurried towards his mother's quarters.

When he arrived, his emotions were not suppressed because of this time, as if he was about to burst out uncontrollably, and directly pushed open the closed door, and the sound of "clang" sounded in this quiet palace.

Michael stood in the doorway, and his eyes swept around the room to see his mother standing in front of the window.

Even this sudden sound did not startle his mother, who still stood there quietly, with some disheveled hair, though only a back, but already Michael knew his mother, who had always been graceful and beautiful, not as she was now.

Michael's heart softened at once.

The reason why Michael felt so sorry for his mother was because he felt sorry for his mother.

When he grew up, of course, he also knew what had happened.

He knew that his mother was actually in love with Sari, but he was forced to be with a man he didn't love, and had a child, and at the same time he had to be hated by the man he loved deeply.

He felt that his mother was a poor woman, so he felt distressed.

Thinking of this, Michael suddenly thought of the reason why a mother hated him.

Maybe because she is the child of her mother and father, she doesn't even like her father, so how can she like herself.

This reason is more reliable and reasonable than that he is not her own son.

Michael stood still, his head was turbulent, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

He didn't speak, but Hatoha, who had been standing there, did, and although she didn't look back, she knew who was coming.

"You're awake. The three words, without the joy and excitement of his son's immortality, are very bland, plain like two people who are just strangers meeting in Pingshui.

"Hmm. Michael replied and lowered his head, he really couldn't bear to hurt his mother, so he was always very obedient and never caused trouble, and his mother worried about herself.

Even if Sari bullied himself, scolded himself, and beat himself, he endured it.

It's not because he's afraid of him, it's not because his mother owes him, but because his mother cares about him, so he can't hurt him, he can't make his mother sad and sad.

"Mother has something she wants you to help with. As he spoke, he finally moved.

When she turned around, Michael was completely dumbfounded, because the mother in front of him had aged so much.

Crow's feet crawled up the corners of her eyes, her skin also lost its smoothness and became rough, the whole person was very haggard, dark circles, no makeup, hair was dull and messy, and she looked older than twenty years old.

Michael couldn't believe what was going on and why!

Is it because I almost died, my mother was worried about herself, although she didn't look at herself, but she was worried and sad about herself day and night.

Thinking of this, Michael was a little excited, but he held back and asked, "I don't know what Mother wants me to do?"

Mother really cares, and Michael is happy for himself while feeling sad for his mother.

"Han Youran, you know. Havefa stared at Michael and spoke, looking at the joy that could not be hidden in the other party's expression, and his expression was mocking.

Hearing Gu Yu suddenly mention Han Youran, Michael was a little surprised, and nodded, not understanding how his mother could know about Han Youran.

"For the mother, except for her. Gu Yu said mercilessly, from her appearance, it could be seen that she hated Han Youran very much.

Michael didn't understand, "Why?"

Instead of answering him, Hatoha asked, "Aren't you willing to do your mother this favor?"

Michael didn't reply for a while, thinking about everything that Han Youran could get his mother's attention to, and suddenly thought of Sari, the relationship between the two was very unusual, and it could only be because of Sari.

Thinking of this, a trace of bitterness spread in Michael's heart, and at the same time laughed mercilessly at himself, just now he was delusional that his mother was worried about himself.

It must have been when Sari sent himself back that his mother knew about what happened between Sari and Han Youran.

So jealousy broke out, and Isaac's character, he had long since stopped looking at his mother, but after so many years, Han Youran was the first woman to appear beside him.

Mother, mother must have thought that Sari still had old feelings for herself, and she must have been hit here by Sari, so she was haggard and decadent like this.

Michael was still smart, and from some of the information and speculations he knew, he could guess about the same.

Looking at his mother's face, which had become ugly because of jealousy, Michael couldn't help but ask, "Is it really worth it?"

Havefeather's face changed suddenly, gloomy as if he could drip water with a hint of madness: "What did you say!"