Qin Jia's gaze fell on Tan Yifeng for a long time, and his eyes were full of complicated meanings. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Trying her best to suppress the sour pain in her heart, Qin Jia thought blankly in her mind, if she died? It would have been nice if no one had saved her after she had jumped off the cliff, so that she wouldn't have watched her flesh and blood kill each other and hate each other like she does now!

Tan Yifeng was silent for a moment, staring at Qin Jia's eyes, a smile on the corner of his lips, "The child remembers that when he was a child, he also liked this kind of Lushan cloud mist very much in the General's Mansion. ”

Qin Jia's eyebrows suddenly raised, and her trance-like expression almost froze there, complex and profound. He likes it too, and it turns out that he likes it too! She didn't know what to say for a while, and after a moment of silence, she said what she thought of according to her heart, "You...... Do you really hate him that much? ”

A subtle emotion diffused faintly between the two people. Tan Yifeng smiled and nodded, that smile was a little helpless, even with a hint of weirdness, Ouyang Han, Ouyang Ei's son, how could he not hate?!

"He's your brother after all." Qin Jia's tone was obviously regretful.

Tan Yifeng turned a blind eye to Qin Jia's attitude, and the two of them faced each other, as if everyone wanted to say something.

Qin Jia's expression was grim, with a touch of sadness and hopelessness, "Is there really no room for negotiation?" ”

Tan Yifeng glanced at it lightly, still with that kind of calm and breezy look, but his voice was without any emotion, "Mother just listened to Ouyang Han's experience, and the son remembered that his son hadn't talked to his mother yet." The tone was very light and heavy, and no one could refute it.

Qin Jia had something in his heart, thought for a moment, looked at Ouyang Han's clear and sad face, and finally stopped talking, and only bowed his head slightly and said the word "good".

Tan Yifeng felt sorry in his heart, looked sad, sighed leisurely, and said: "The child doesn't know if it's because the child was too young at that time, or because of the serious illness when he was young, what you said I used to live in Ouyang Ei's mansion for a period of time, the child really has no impression at all." I only remember that I was born and raised in the mansion of General Tan of Northern Xia since I was a child, perhaps because the general and his wife treated their children so well, I never thought about it since I was a child...... It turns out that I am not their child at all......" Sighing secretly, Tan Yifeng's mind became a little heavier, "When you sent Phantom Yu to find me, I didn't realize that I was just an adopted son in General Tan's mansion. So I went to ask Zhuo Bing, who was a member of the general's mansion before entering the palace. He told me that I had indeed been adopted by General Tan. I tried to think hard, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember you as a mother. ”

Qin Jia's eyes flashed, but the tears did not fall after all. Blame her, blame her!

Tan Yifeng's eyes were suddenly sloppy, and he couldn't see any emotion on his face, and he still said in such an indifferent tone, "It's not about when I was a child, how can I talk about this." "Later, a fire broke out in the Northern Summer Palace, and in that fire I lost all my relatives, as well as my best friends!" At that time, the fire was so fierce, and the palace was so chaotic, if it weren't for those brothers of the Tan family...... I ......" Tan Yifeng's tone was choked, he remembered that in that fire, Yu Wenlin was lying in a pool of blood and holding his hand, trembling and telling himself that no matter how he saved Xue'er, Xue'er......

"Xue'er ......" mentioned Yuwen Xue, and the light in her eyes was restrained and black, "Lin told me before he died that he had to protect Xue'er no matter what." But he didn't tell me that Xue'er had been rescued, and all the royal relatives were wiped out at that time, how could Xue'er still be alive. I wanted to find a sharp blade to end my life. But...... This life of mine was exchanged for so many lives of my brothers, I dare not ...... I didn't dare to die, because I was afraid that I wouldn't dare to face my father and so many Tan family troops when I went underground. ”

Hearing Tan Yifeng say this, Qin Jia's heart was cold, and she held back the tears in her eyes. What could be more terrible than death, but his son didn't even dare to die in such a situation.

Tan Yifeng's eyes were a little confused, as if he was trying his best to think about something, "...... later"

"Don't ...... Don't say it again...... "Although Qin Jia has not experienced what happened to Tan Yifeng when he was a child, since she recognized Tan Yifeng as her son Xiaofeng, she began to send vultures to investigate Tan Yifeng, so she knew that he had suffered a lot before being adopted by well-wishers. When Ouyang Han talked about his experience, as a mother, Qin Jia would feel distressed and guilty. And Tan Yifeng said that or she herself remembered the variables and hardships that her son experienced when he was young, her heart would hurt a little more.

What Tan Yifeng is saying now are all secrets that have been buried in his heart for so many years, and he has never been willing to let people peep into them. He didn't want to keep these secrets in his heart all the time, and he wanted to tell them, but he had never found a suitable listener for so many years.

It's just that Qin Jia, the listener, doesn't seem to be willing to listen to himself anymore!

Tan Yifeng's gaze quickly swept over Qin Jia's body, "What's the matter, mother, the child hasn't told you about the wonderful things that the child has experienced for so many years, why did you stop?" ”

Qin Jia had tears in her eyes, "These mothers...... Mom knows it! ”

Tan Yifeng's heart moved, and he pretended to be unintentional: "Mother knows? ”

There was a cramp in his heart, and Qin Jia bowed slightly.

"Then mother, do you think Ouyang Han is pitiful for him, or is the child even more pitiful?" Tan Yifeng hit the nail on the head. He didn't have to fight with Ouyang Han to see who was more pitiful, so as to draw more maternal love from Qin Jia, the kind of maternal love with a deep sense of guilt. It's just that he doesn't want to lose to Ouyang Han, Ouyang Han has been pampered all these years, but what about him, wandering! Beg! Who is responsible for all this? He hates, of course he has!

Qin Jia's gaze quietly swept over Tan Yifeng's face, and landed on the apricot tree that Ouyang Han had been staring at, and said, "You are both poor children, my mother doesn't believe you, and it's not ...... Mother just thinks that his body is like this after all. To put it bluntly, he won't live long, will he? So we ...... Let him enjoy the rest of his life, okay? Talking to his son, Qin Jia's eyes actually contained a shallow begging.

This is probably the last thing she can do for Ouyang Han as a mother.