If it hadn't been for Burning Incense to find a way to make her die early and protect her soul and arrest her back, maybe her soul would have been shattered by now, just a small speck of dust in the air.

Now I don't know if it's too late to remediate the task.

Is it too late to kill Lian Yusheng and go back with the little persimmon?

No...... Lian Yusheng is so powerful, how can she kill ......

Yue Jianxi told Snow Worm what Burning Incense told her, and Snow Worm frowned: "No, no, master, you can't kill your husband, you will be sad." ”

Yue Jianxi shook her head: "Don't be sad, I'm doing harm." ”

But in the end...... Lian Yusheng never thought of hurting her.

Yue Jianxi was very conflicted in her heart, how could she encounter such a strange thing, it was better to be a ghost doctor honestly and just save people.

Now, she has a son, if she really kills Lian Yusheng, even if the little persimmon is brought to modern times by her, can he live happily?

What should she do?

Lian Yusheng didn't go back to the room for one night, and he didn't even know where he went.

The next day, Xiao Persimmon broke into the room with someone and looked at her with disgust: "You vicious woman who hurt your son, and you still want to pretend to be my mother...... I'm going to kill you while your father is away. ”

He waved his hand and said to Xiao Wu: "You go, I won't kill women." ”

Yue Jianxi laughed with a sneer: "Son, it's not good to be so murderous at a young age, come here, see if I'm your mother." ”

The little persimmon stood several meters away, obviously not wanting to get closer.

She believed that her son was sensitive, just as she was when she was a little silver fox, and he was clearly dependent on her.

This is the nature of mother and son, just like before, she has become old and ugly, and she has become unrecognizable, but he can still reach out and touch her face and cry cold...... Cool.

The little persimmon looked up at her with a cute little face, a look of defensiveness.

This made Yue Jianxi look a little sad, who wants to be so old at such a young age, all because she was not by her side and did not give him a sense of security.

Make him like his father......

"Good, come here, you knew my mother when she became old and ugly, I don't believe you can't recognize it now."

The little persimmon fox took two steps forward suspiciously, staring at Yue Jianxi without blinking with a pair of smart eyes, although it was still the woman's face, but there was a mother's smile, and the familiar fragrance, with a milky fragrance.

"Are you really my mother?" The little persimmon is not so sure.

How did his mother's face become that vicious woman.

"Yes, son, it's me, it's me, it's me, it's me......" Yue Jianxi stretched out her hand to him, and the little persimmon took two steps forward suspiciously, and glanced back at Xiao Wu by the way.

Xiao Wu nodded slightly.

The little persimmon walked forward again, stood in front of the bed and looked at Yue Jianxi from a distance: "Is it really my mother?" Will you protect me? ”

"Of course it will, it will, my mother will protect you in the future and will not leave you." Yue Jianxi said with some distress, she wanted to hug her son, but she remembered that this was the woman's body, and felt that she was too wronged by her son.

The little persimmon threw herself into her arms: "Mother, it's really you, I've waited so hard for you......"

At this moment, a sharp light struck directly towards the back of the little persimmon, Yue Jianxi immediately sensed it, dragged the little persimmon and protected him in her arms, pounced on him, surrounded him, and the sharp edge directly pierced her back.

"Princess, are you alright?" Xiao Wu rushed up, took off the dart on Yue Jianxi's back, and immediately took out the pill and gave it to her: "It's just a skin injury, princess, you bear with it." ”