Luo Xiangyang looked at the door, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You no longer want to admit that I am your father, but you are still my child."

After saying this, he raised his robe, turned around, and walked straight out of the yard.

On one side of Yaochi Terrace, in a dense bamboo forest, three figures slowly walked out.

The white figure was the leader, and the red and black figures followed behind the white figure. They stood in the most secret place in the bamboo forest, looking at Luo Xiangyang's back as he left angrily.

At this time, the woman in red was holding the sword, folding her hands around her chest, with a playful smile on her lips, and whispered: "I said that woman doesn't look that weak. Look, the master's face is red with worry.

.”

The man in black raised his hand and supported his chin and replied: "Oh, that's not worried. It's because those women in Luo Mansion made him angry."

The woman in red showed dissatisfaction on her face: "Speaking of which, our risk seems a bit redundant. I thought we could have a big fight, but I didn't expect it to end like this. It's really a bit boring."

Just as the man in black was about to say something, the handsome man in white suddenly spoke: "She has lived such a life for so many years."

"Master, you have repeated this sentence countless times today." The woman in red raised her head slightly and said respectfully.

"So what?" The man in white said in an extremely lazy voice, looking deeply at the room where Feng Jinghua was staying.

"What I mean is that I already understand what to do." Shuo Feng, the man in black, replied.

"Go back and prepare a few sets of clothes and a few maids, and take good care of her." The man in white slowly turned around and walked deep into the bamboo forest, leaving behind a pure white and elegant back with a touch of melancholy.

Shuofeng and Lianyi sighed, then shook their heads and said in unison: "There is no cure."

*

Several coughs came from the room. Feng Yaochi's illness did not last for a day or two.

Feng Yaochi has been sick since her predecessor became sensible, but Luo Xiangyang has never asked a doctor for her.

When her predecessor's brother was still alive, her mother still had the opportunity to eat well and wear good clothes.

The illness was not that serious, but after her brother passed away, her mother's health became worse and worse.

Nowadays, I am even more skinny. I have to be supported when I get out of bed and walk, and I need someone to carry me to eat and drink.

Feng Jinghua slowly walked towards Feng Yaochi, who had been put back on the bed by Feng Qianchen with difficulty.

He reached out and gently pulled her quilt, but Feng Yaochi was alarmed.

"Hua'er." Feng Yaochi held Feng Jinghua's hand, and tears welled up in her eyes. Feng Yaochi heard the words just now clearly.

She thought Feng Jinghua would shrink back like before, but she didn't expect that Feng Jinghua would do better than her.

Feng Jinghua thought for a long time before calling out "Mother".

Because she had no parents in her previous life, and now she suddenly had a mother, she felt a little uncomfortable.

She sat down and glanced at the potions on the table. After taking so many pills, her illness not only did not get better, but actually got worse. There must be something wrong with the potion.

"Mom's time is running out, Hua'er, you have to take good care of yourself and protect Chenchen. I believe you can do it."

Feng Yaochi seemed to have used all his strength to say this sentence. When he spoke, the hand holding Feng Jinghua also used so much strength that his hand shook every time he said a word.

"Mom, don't say that. I will hire the best doctor to treat you." Feng Jinghua held Feng Yaochi's thin hand.

"Grandma, we have a lot of money. We can hire the best doctors to treat you. When the money runs out, I will 'make money' again." Feng Qianchen came to Feng Jinghua and looked at Feng Yaochi with a faint heart.

Pain. Luo Xiangyang looked at the door, clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "You no longer want to admit that I am your father, but you are still my child."

After saying this, he raised his robe, turned around, and walked straight out of the yard.

On one side of Yaochi Terrace, in a dense bamboo forest, three figures slowly walked out.

The white figure was the leader, and the red and black figures followed behind the white figure. They stood in the most secret place in the bamboo forest, looking at Luo Xiangyang's back as he left angrily.

At this time, the woman in red was holding the sword, folding her hands around her chest, with a playful smile on her lips, and whispered: "I said that woman doesn't look that weak. Look, the master's face is red with worry.

.”

The man in black raised his hand and supported his chin and replied: "Oh, that's not worried. It's because those women in Luo Mansion made him angry."

The woman in red showed dissatisfaction on her face: "Speaking of which, our risk seems a bit redundant. I thought we could have a big fight, but I didn't expect it to end like this. It's really a bit boring."

Just as the man in black was about to say something, the handsome man in white suddenly spoke: "She has lived such a life for so many years."

"Master, you have repeated this sentence countless times today." The woman in red raised her head slightly and said respectfully.

"So what?" The man in white said in an extremely lazy voice, looking deeply at the room where Feng Jinghua was staying.

"What I mean is that I already understand what to do." Shuo Feng, the man in black, replied.

"Go back and prepare a few sets of clothes and a few maids, and take good care of her." The man in white slowly turned around and walked deep into the bamboo forest, leaving behind a pure white and elegant back with a touch of melancholy.

Shuofeng and Lianyi sighed, then shook their heads and said in unison: "There is no cure."

*

Several coughs came from the room. Feng Yaochi's illness did not last for a day or two.

Feng Yaochi has been sick since her predecessor became sensible, but Luo Xiangyang has never asked a doctor for her.

When her predecessor's brother was still alive, her mother still had the opportunity to eat well and wear good clothes.

The illness was not that serious, but after her brother passed away, her mother's health became worse and worse.

Nowadays, I am even more skinny. I have to be supported when I get out of bed and walk, and I need someone to carry me to eat and drink.

Feng Jinghua slowly walked towards Feng Yaochi, who had been put back on the bed by Feng Qianchen with difficulty.

He reached out and gently pulled her quilt, but Feng Yaochi was alarmed.

"Hua'er." Feng Yaochi held Feng Jinghua's hand, and tears welled up in her eyes. Feng Yaochi heard the words just now clearly.

She thought Feng Jinghua would shrink back like before, but she didn't expect that Feng Jinghua would do better than her.

Feng Jinghua thought for a long time before calling out "Mother".

Because she had no parents in her previous life, and now she suddenly had a mother, she felt a little uncomfortable.

She sat down and glanced at the potions on the table. After taking so many pills, her illness not only did not get better, but actually got worse. There must be something wrong with the potion.

"Mom's time is running out, Hua'er, you have to take good care of yourself and protect Chenchen. I believe you can do it."

Feng Yaochi seemed to have used all his strength to say this sentence. When he spoke, the hand holding Feng Jinghua also used so much strength that his hand shook every time he said a word.

"Mom, don't say that. I will hire the best doctor to treat you." Feng Jinghua held Feng Yaochi's thin hand.

"Grandma, we have a lot of money. We can hire the best doctors to treat you. When the money runs out, I will 'make money' again." Feng Qianchen came to Feng Jinghua and looked at Feng Yaochi with a faint heart.
Chapter completed!