Quan Feiyi went to Yuyu Qionglou twice with a completely different purpose and mentality than before, but every time he went, what he did was still related to her, and she was like a spell-like existence, driving him to do something he didn't want to do at all.

For example, he thought he could humiliate her, but at the end of the day, he couldn't help but worry about her!

At this time, you still have to worry about her?

Quan Feiyi's breath was heavy and he strode to a remote room in the backyard.

Pushing the door in, the smell of sandalwood was strong, the light was dim, and only the burning candles and incense showed a faint halo.

Since the death of the queen mother, there are plaques and incense here, even if the queen mother does more wrong things, it is also his biological mother. So at the risk of being accused of rebellion, he also had to light the memorial tablet here.

And, reminding him of certain hatreds that should not be forgotten.

If it weren't for her, the queen mother would have died, and there would never be a good end to committing a rebellion, not to mention that she also killed her father's favorite woman, which made her bear a great grievance for so many years.

He knows all the truths, and he can even understand everything Quan Moxu does, whether it is for revenge or for the ambitions that everyone in the royal family has, in short, it is understandable.

The only person he couldn't forgive was her—whoever did it, but not her.

It was the woman he identified, the woman he brought to his mother's harem...... Why didn't she think about how embarrassing she was to do this, and how ridiculous and unfilial his behavior at that time became?

Quan Feiyi held his palm tightly, so he really wanted her to die.

……

For a few days, he didn't go to that place again.

Knowing that she was injured and sick, he was afraid that he couldn't help but care about her, so he would rather not go. There should be no affection between them for words like "care", only hatred remains.

Until the fifth day, Qiyun, the Marquis of Wenchang, who was good friends with him, asked him to drink together.

"I've been bored in the Four Kings' Mansion all day long, and you're not afraid of getting sick." Qi Yun pulled him and walked to the West Street without saying a word.

He was talking about drinking, but Quan Feiyi knew that it must be flower wine.

Originally, he didn't want to go, but when Qi Yun forcibly came to pull him, he didn't refuse.

Qi Yun glanced at him with an ambiguous expression, and when he walked to the door of Yuyu Qionglou, he suddenly said: "Actually, no matter what you do, your mother won't blame you, you really don't need to look like an ascetic, right?" ”

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you like a dumb person."

"Tsk, kindness is not rewarded. If you were so ruthless, you wouldn't come with me. ”

He knew this man too well, if he really didn't want to do something, how could he compromise so easily? It wasn't so much that he came with him half-pushed, but that his appearance gave the man an excuse.

"Let's go, let's go in."

Qi Yun was the first to walk in front, and his romance was well-known here, so as soon as he entered the door, someone immediately came to greet him.

Although he and Quan Feiyi are very good friends, their personalities are very different, the former is a prodigal merry boy, and the latter is an exemplary representative who only needs the same woman every time he comes.

Before the palace changed into the sky, almost everyone knew that the four princes came here, but it was just for a painting.