She glanced at Princess Yufei's face, and then turned back to Feng Xinglan's face, "I know you look down on me at all now, and nine times out of ten, you also dislike my blood?" This child has half of my blood on his body, and he must be disliked by you, and you can still have children with others, there is no need to leave Xiao Yan ......"

She wants to get the child back, very much!

She doesn't want her child to have a stepmother in the future, after all, he is still too young......

There was a bucket of boiling water in her chest, but she tried to calm herself down and speak in an orderly manner.

Feng Xinglan's eyes darkened, and he sneered: "Anyway, he is the blood and blood of this palace, how can he follow your ......" Speaking of this, he paused, as if he was too lazy to talk to her, and waved his hand: "Jun Crimson, all kinds of things in the Nether Realm are like dying yesterday, this palace doesn't want to worry about it anymore, and you don't need to rack your brains to make up those useless things." You just kept asking if Bengu was in the palace, do you still think that Bengu still has a residual friendship for you? I am reluctant to let you get hurt, and will come out in time to save you? ”

Jun Crimson looked up at him, pursed her lips, and her eyes flickered slightly.

Her face was too pale, her eyes were too desperate, Feng Xinglan looked away from her, and continued with cruel words: "Then you can't help but take yourself too seriously!" The last time this palace rescued you, it was just because he didn't want to scare Yan'er, and he didn't want Yan'er to see his mother die here. ”

These words are like knives, and they are cut on people's hearts.

Jun Scarlet originally thought that her heart was numb to the point of heartache, but when she heard these words again, she realized that her heart could hurt even more!

Her whole person seemed to have stepped into the air, falling into the dark abyss full of steel knives, and she couldn't get out again.

Although she pressed hard, her body still trembled uncontrollably.

There were countless pairs of eyes around her looking at her, some with disdain, some at jokes, some with nature, and some with pity.

The crowd was buzzing, obviously all discussing her, all watching her jokes.

She was alone in this upper realm, she had no friends, she didn't know anyone except the father and son, and naturally no one would speak for her.

She paused for a moment on Ye Junyan's small face, and finally looked away stiffly.

She understood that she couldn't get this child back for a while.

He didn't want to give it to her, and she didn't have the strength to grab it at all.

The sadness in her heart was almost overwhelming, she didn't speak again, she forced herself to turn around and leave, the pain in her broken leg was so painful that her heart was broken, but she tried to make her steps more steady, more steady.

She's tragic enough, she doesn't want to make herself more tragic, she doesn't want people to watch jokes anymore.

She now has nothing but arrogance.

The throat was sweet for a while, and the hot blood surged up again and again, all of which were forcibly suppressed by her.

She just left, no one left her, and she never looked back.

Feng Xinglan watched her drag her broken leg and gradually move away, the back gave people a sense of desolation for no reason, his heart twitched, and there seemed to be another crack in his heart that had been frozen-

Although he didn't make a sound on his face, his fingers clenched in his sleeves, and clenched again!

He fell twice in the same place, and you want him to fall a third time? Dream!

Fabricated such a set of lies to deceive him, thinking he was a fool?!

Forget it, that trip to the mortal world was originally a catastrophe, and his life for Ye Yuelan was just a cannon fodder sacrificed in the struggle for power between her and that Burning Hang, even if he was unwilling, but since he had returned to the upper realm, everything in the lower realm should be completely cut off!

……

Hereunto.

(End of chapter)