Zhongcui Palace.
The queen stayed up all night, and had a severe headache, and her temples were throbbing one after another.
She seemed to be blocked by something in the 'chest' and couldn't breathe, rolling over and over on the 'bed'. Everything she has done these years is for Feimo, but now he is imprisoned, how can she win a future for him.
The next day, Ye Feibai heard that the queen was unwell, so he greeted the queen after the morning court.
Ye Feibai's expression was respectful: "I heard that my mother is not well, but is it better?"
The queen was leaning on the soft chair listlessly, she hadn't slept all night, her face that was always radiant looked haggard, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes seemed to have deepened, and her eyes were dark dull.
The queen's gaze fell on Ye Feibai, who was wearing a crescent white robe today, and looked very energetic. He stood there straight and slender, with a calm and breezy appearance.
There was no sadness, no worry on his face, and it hurt the Queen's eyes.
There was an inexplicable fire in her heart, her eyes seemed to reveal a look like a poisonous snake, and there was a little disgust: "Is it you?"
Ye Feibai's face was clear and translucent, and the corners of his lips slowly evoked a charming and enchanting smile, and his voice was as soft as a feather: "I can't understand what the queen mother means."
The mockery in those words was noncommittal.
The queen seemed to understand something suddenly, this matter must have something to do with Ye Feibai! Otherwise, if Fei Mo is careful, how could such a thing happen? And just happened to be seen
The queen stared straight at Ye Feibai, her complexion turned livid.
Her gaze became sharp, like a sharp knife, she stood up and walked towards Ye Feibai step by step.
She stared at him fiercely, terribly.
She was asking him, but in a declarative tone: "Did you do it? You designed to kill him!"
The empress has always looked lofty and graceful, but now she has a fierce look on her face, her voice is exhausted, and she has no image at all.
Ye Feibai sneered: "Even if the queen mother wants to save the sixth brother, she can't make random guesses."
The queen grabbed Ye Feibai's sleeve, hated and angry, and begged deeply: "He is your own brother, how could you treat him like this? Feibai, I beg you, the queen mother, go and ask your father Can Huang explain, tell him that these things are all designed by you, it is all your fault, and has nothing to do with Feimo."
"My son can't understand what the queen mother said." Ye Feibai looked at the queen, his dark eyes showed a complicated expression, mixed with disappointment, ridicule, and sadness, he gently brushed Opening the queen's hand, the smile was extremely light: "The one who is with Yun Luanlun is the sixth younger brother, not the son-in-law."
The queen's hands tightened vigorously, and light blue veins appeared on her arms.
"Feibai, I beg you, Queen Mother. Can you promise to Queen Mother..." Tears welled up in the Queen's eyes, so pitiful, "He is everything to me, how could you have the heart to destroy him."
The queen had never begged him like this, and she had never even spoken to him in such a pleasant manner.
Ye Feibai paused, and said casually: "If the one who was imprisoned was the son, would the queen mother be sad and sad now? Or in the eyes of the queen mother, only Feimo is your son?"
The queen didn't seem to hear it, and she didn't intend to answer. She just cried, and the crystal tears rolled down her cheeks sadly.
Ye Feibai twitched the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner. He knew the answer, but he just asked unwillingly.
Ever since she was a child, the queen had never seen him, and she often looked at him with a cold and disgusted look. She never gave him the slightest bit of love or a word of encouragement.
She was depressed and always looked unhappy. Only after the sixth brother was born did she finally have a smile on her face.
Ye Feibai took a step back, and bowed to the queen: "Mother, take care of yourself, and my son will leave."
Ye Feibai tensed her face, turned around and was about to leave, when something behind her was brushed on the ground, making a bang.
The queen yelled at his back in despair: "Why aren't you the one who was imprisoned! You should be the one who was imprisoned!"
Ye Feibai's eyes seemed to contain ice and snow that would not melt for a thousand years, his eyes were cold and indifferent, he stared straight ahead as if he hadn't heard anything.
The queen fell on the ground and wept bitterly.
When Ye Feibai returned to Duke Huai's mansion, he heard bursts of laughter.
He looked in that direction, and found that the ground had been covered with a thick 'wool' blanket, on which were scattered a lot of Su Ying's homemade toys, and three little buns were awake and playing. The little pumpkin rolled around holding a rattle, the little potato crawled around playfully on it, and the little tomato just lay there and gnawed his hands.
Su Ying half-kneeled on the ground, holding back the little potato that crawled out of the carpet from time to time.
Xiao Rui and Xiao Nian took off their shoes and sat on the wool blanket to play with their younger siblings.
From time to time, Su Xiaorui stretched out his hand to poke Little Tomato's chubby face, and pulled his little hand to move: "Brother Tomato, you are so lazy."
Ye Xiaonian smiled and said: "Little Tomato, brother believes in you, you won't be lazy than Xiaorui."
Su Xiaorui: ...
Ye Feibai approached slowly, those feelings of loss were gone. His cold heart seemed to be caressed by something, and it was as warm as the sunshine at this moment. This is his home, and they are all the people he wants to protect.
His world is colorful because of them.
Su Ying hugged Little Tudou back again, looked up at Ye Feibai, with a helpless smile on her lips: "Little Tudou's energy is very good, I didn't watch him before. He crawled over Pressed on Little Tomato's body, Little Tomato cried for a long time."
"Yeah, Little Tomato cried so sadly." Su Xiaorui said, "I 'rubbed' his stomach for a long time."
Ye Xiaonian laughed out loud.
Ye Feibai's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and the smile on his lips could not be stopped. He imitated the two children and sat down on the blanket.
He hugged Quiet Little Tomato into his arms, and helped him to stand on his body.
His slender fingers scratched his little nose: "How can a boy cry at every turn, press it back."
Ye Xiaonian and Su Xiaorui didn't know how to answer the conversation.
Su Ying once again hugged Little Tudou who had climbed far away: "I finally know who Xiaorui's will-to-revenge temper looks like."
Su Xiaorui smiled embarrassedly.
At this time, Lu Hen ran back from the outside, holding a letter in her hand: "Princess, someone sent you a letter just now."
Su Ying curiously took it from Luhen's hand: "Who sent it here?"
"It was sent by a child, and the slaves don't know."
Su Ying opened the envelope, and there was only a blank piece of paper inside, nothing else. ..