[Little uncle doesn't really hate mother]
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Feng Liqiong hasn't stood up yet.
The whole person fell limp to the ground again.
He was so weak that he couldn't support him at all, and made a rushing movement.
However, Feng Liqiong's actions completely enraged Patriarch Feng.
He never thought about it.
In his son's heart, so much dissatisfaction with Feng Ge and Feng's family has accumulated.
The son who always liked to stick to Feng Ge's side, and always talked about "sister".
It was because of so much dissatisfaction with Feng Ge.
He always thought that since Feng Liqiong became the acting God Emperor, she had done her best with all her heart.
It was because he wanted to keep this peace for Feng Ge.
did not expect…
All he had in mind was to compete with Feng Ge!
How much I expected Feng Liqiong before.
What a disappointment now.
The entire dark room gradually fell silent.
Only the sound of Feng Liqiong's heavy breathing continued.
Ye Qingluo looked at Feng Liqiong, and then at Patriarch Feng.
She curled her pink lips slightly, and said to the blood-bone barbarian king, "Uncle Bone, help me lift my little uncle up."
"What little uncle?! He doesn't deserve your name at all!" Patriarch Feng said angrily, "Is there such a man as an uncle? Don't call him little uncle! He doesn't like to be the emperor, so let's call him noble The incomparable Lord God Emperor! Our Feng family can't afford him!"
Patriarch Feng was very angry.
He glared at Feng Liqiong angrily.
Full of angry words.
Ye Qingluo smiled, and helped the old man to sit on the stone bench beside him.
Feng Liqiong was also dragged by the blood-bone barbarian king, and sat opposite them.
The head of the Feng family sat down, glared at Feng Liqiong angrily, and turned his head, not wanting to look at his son again.
Ye Qingluo patted the back of Patriarch Feng's hand lightly, and there was a faint light in her long and narrow eyes.
Her pink lips were lightly raised, but there was no trace of displeasure on her face after being plotted and hated by Feng Liqiong.
She smiled very elegantly, and the upward arc of her curved and charming eyes was like a blooming rose, full of flames.
"Actually... little uncle doesn't really hate mother that much."
Her eyebrows are picturesque, gentle and calm.
"If little uncle really hates mother, it won't be so long... and he will remember everything about mother clearly."
The girl's voice was very soft, and she didn't have much emotion.
But Biansheng is such a fluffy word.
It penetrated deeply into Feng Liqiong's heart.
"What my little uncle is angry with is not at all that my mother snatched the position of the Emperor of the God-Emperor, but didn't pay for it. Rather... my little uncle is angry with my mother, and doesn't know how to love herself well."
The girl's hand followed the stone table, and slowly rested on the back of Feng Liqiong's hand.
That hand was generous and cold.
He visibly stiffened when touched by her.
Tight and want to avoid.
But he was held even tighter by the girl.
He didn't even have the energy to break free.
The girl's hand is very soft and small.
Just like Feng Ge back then, it was the same when he was holding him.
Feng Liqiong stared at that white little hand in a daze, she was stunned for a moment.
"Mother is crazy about love, my little uncle is actually more anxious than anyone else, more worried than anyone else..." Ye Qingluo continued, "The reason why my little uncle is so angry is because... after so many things, mother , but still haven’t asked you for help.”
From Feng Liqiong's hysteria.
Ye Qingluo could hear it.
Where did he hate Feng Ge for taking away the position of the Emperor of the God Emperor
He is clearly...
In anger, Feng Ge's wrong choice.
Angry that Feng Ge disregarded her own identity and was desperate for love.