Lixiang's body shook and almost fell, ran over in a few steps, knelt down in front of the bed, trembling and wanted to touch his mother's thin and yellow hands, but he didn't dare to use force, endured choking, and called softly, "Mother..."

However, the person on the bed who was angry didn't even have the strength to respond, his eyes were half-open, his cloudy eyes moved, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly called again, "Mother, I'm back, you'll be fine, I'll order someone to decoct the medicine immediately, and you will get better after drinking the medicine..."

When Li Xiang said this, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes wide, tears rolled out, his mouth buzzed, and his expression was excited.

"Mother..." Lixiang hurriedly stopped his mouth, tears flowing.

"Brother Lixiang!" Youfeng, who had been ignored for a long time, had to open her mouth to interrupt the mother and son.

Lixiang wiped his tears, looked back at Youfeng, and found that at some point, all the maids in the house were driven out by Youfeng, and the light in the house was much more abundant, and it didn't look so gloomy.

Ghostwind motioned for him to step away a bit, and she came to see his mother.

Li Xiang was puzzled, could she know how to heal? However, even if she knows how to heal, her mother's illness can't even be done by the imperial doctor in the palace, what can she do as a little girl!

"What am I lying to you for?" Youfeng said to Nangong Yehua next to him, "You all go out, I want to help the patient check it out!" ”

Outside, almost all the people in the house stood in the courtyard, nervously looking at the closed door.

It's been almost half an hour, why haven't you come out yet? Lixiang was still calm at first, but now he is also starting to have an unstable heart, walking around in front of the door, and he is too anxious to do it.

"Trust her!" Not a few steps away from Xiang back and forth, Nangong Yehua glanced at him lightly, his dark and deep phoenix eyes with a stable and confident look, which was convincing and completely believed in him.

When he left Xiang, it was like taking a reassuring pill, and his impetuous and anxious heart suddenly calmed down.

After another tea time, the closed door finally opened from the inside, and Li Xiang hurriedly stepped forward, but he was still one step behind someone.

Nangong Yehua touched Youfeng's little head, wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, and naturally held her little hand, with a posture of not letting go no matter what.

It's only been a long time, and it's a little too sticky! Youfeng couldn't break free from the big hand that held her, so he had to go with him, and asked the old housekeeper to send away the people who were gathered here, and said to Lixiang, "Heart disease plus moderate cerebral infarction, serious liver stagnation, and blisters!" ”

"Heart disease?" Hearing that this was obviously not a new term that was not a good sign, Li Xiang frowned.

"This, this, and this!" The wind pointed to his heart, liver, and head, "These three places must be operated on, but..."

"You say!" Youfeng's face was solemn, and he knew what the result was when he left Xiang, but he still had a little hope.

"My aunt's body can't survive one operation, three times, it's almost impossible!" The internal organs are failing, not only the body, but also the mental state is not as thin as it can be, and I am afraid that the thought of death has been stored early.

With this body, it has dragged on for so long, presumably there is still a trace of concern in her heart.

"I see!" After being silent for a long time, Li Xiang nodded expressionlessly, as if he had heard this mortal argument many times, and there was nothing new.

"Know what?" Youfeng couldn't see Lixiang's stubborn attitude that was very sad and endured, and snorted coldly angrily, "I didn't say that there is no hope at all!" ”

"Ghostwind, you mean..." Li Xiang was suddenly excited, if there was no Nangong Yehua beside him, he was afraid that he would have to grab Youfeng's shoulder and shake it vigorously.

"Tell me everything that has happened in the past few years, otherwise, you will be stripped of any hope!" Windway.

After a long talk, Youfeng probably knew the graceful and luxurious Mrs. Right Minister, but in a few years, why did she become dozens of years old all of a sudden, and she was seriously ill.

The root of everything is in that gorgeous cage!

Seeing Lixue again, Youfeng was no less surprised than this talented girl who was once famous in Jiacheng.

The woman in front of her is only twenty-one or twelve, she is at a young age, the age of flowers, although she is dressed luxuriously and gracefully, but her face is sad like a middle-aged woman, so thin that Youfeng can hardly recognize the talented woman of the right prime minister who was once famous in Jiacheng and admired by countless people.

Also, the towering belly that didn't match her emaciated body.

With a wave of her hand, the palace maids all over the palace fell to the ground silently, leaving only the woman who had no attachment at all, but was strong and alive because of the child in her belly.

Youfeng walked up to her and called softly, "Sister Lixue! ”

The woman leaning on the soft collapse didn't seem to hear, her eyes were still looking at the dark night through the window, standing still, the wind called again, and the eyes of Lixue moved, and she turned her head stiffly like a marionette, and saw the girl who was one step away from her, and her dead eyes finally fluctuated.

But it was agitation, anger and condemnation.

"What are you doing here?" Li Xue ignored his big belly, which was almost about to give birth, and stood up from the soft collapse strongly, his godless eyes were almost full of hatred and resentment.

"Since you're gone, you'll never come back!" Lixue staggered forward, stretched out his hand violently, and pushed it towards the ghostly wind, the hatred in his eyes had turned into tears, "But, I look forward to your coming back, come back soon..."

The wind could have avoided it, but when he saw the man who could barely stand, he retracted his footsteps and stood there and was pushed by that push.

Pushed back two steps hard, crashing into the arms of a warm but slightly murderous person, Youfeng said calmly, "Don't interfere!" ”

"I don't know when I've ever misunderstood you!" Growing up together since childhood, even if they are not so familiar, the three views are different, and the personalities are not together, but how are they playmates since childhood, or Lixiang's own sister, knowing that she is not doing well, very bad, and Youfeng has no way to watch from the sidelines. But where does this hatred come from?

Hearing this tone of being an outsider, the tears in Lixue's eyes finally flowed out, as if the embankment had burst, the tears were blurred, and in a trance, he saw that stunning face that was both familiar and unfamiliar in front of him again, and his dead heart was suddenly stimulated and suddenly ignited with monstrous anger.

"Misunderstanding?" Lixue smiled desolately, still in a dream in the past few years, regardless of the resentment of that face, and confided in his heart, "You took away my happiness, my father, took away the wealth and power of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and now, even my brother's happiness has to be taken away, I hate you, I hate you..."