"Didn't you just say that you would rather he died out there? Why? Now you're saying he's your son?"
Feng Jiu glanced at her mockingly, without even looking at her red and blue face, and continued, "As for what grounds do you have to take him away? Ha! Haven't you heard of the saying that the grace of raising is greater than the grace of giving birth? Putting aside the fact that I raised him, I saved him from the beast's mouth that year, and I gave him a brand new life. Just based on this, I have the right to take him away!"
She glanced at the Xuanwu monarch and said in a cold voice: "If you, as his biological parents, truly love him, I would naturally want him to have another pair of parents who love him. But, since you can't truly love him, then don't use the title of biological parents to restrict him! Let him suffer!"
She was protective, especially of her own children. If the Xuanwu monarch and his wife truly loved Hao'er, she would send him back to his biological parents, even if she was reluctant to let go of the son she had raised, so that they could live together and get along well. However, she would never allow the child she regarded as a treasure in her hands to suffer from the humiliation and injustice of his biological parents!
When the Xuanwu monarch and his wife heard her words, their faces turned pale and blue, and they couldn't find a word to refute for a long time.
In fact, they themselves know that they may not have lacked Haoer in terms of food, daily necessities and some other daily items, but when it comes to care, they may have paid more attention to him when they first brought him home, wanting to give him all the good things and love and pamper him to the best of their ability.
However, Hao'er was a cold-hearted child by nature. No matter how nice they were to him, they seemed unable to get into his heart. Until they had a younger son, they put more of their thoughts and love on him. Gradually, they seemed to be drifting further and further apart and becoming more and more unfamiliar.
Fengjiu's words at this time were sharp and direct, breaking the barrier that had been there for them for a long time, making them embarrassed and guilty at the same time, because those words were all the truth.
"Hao'er, come with mother!" Fengjiu did not go to see them, but spoke to Hao'er.
Hao'er didn't say anything, but stood up quietly and walked out beside Fengjiu.
“Hao’er…” Lord Xuanwu called out, with guilt in his eyes.
Hao'er just paused for a moment, without even turning his head, and followed Fengjiu away silently without even looking at them again.
The two little guys, Mu Chen and Mu Yue, followed closely beside them, holding their eldest brother's hands. Before, they didn't know that their eldest brother's biological parents didn't treat him well. Now that they knew, they were very angry, but they also secretly told themselves that they must treat their eldest brother better in the future.
Watching them leave, Madam Xuanwu's face turned pale. She sat at the table without saying a word, and it was unclear whether she felt regret or guilt.
Lord Xuanwu sighed lightly, glanced at his wife, and said, "Look, things have turned out like this, are you happy?" He shook his head, no longer in the mood to eat, and walked outside with his hands behind his back.
The little boy held in Madam Xuanwu's arms was still in a confused stage. He didn't know what had happened. He only knew that his brother seemed to have left again and might never come back.