Princess, be nice

Chapter 1539

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It has to be said that Yuan Changhuan knew her parents very well, and the Rongyuanhou's mansion at this time was really gloomy, everything was gloomy.

Feng Jinyue and Yuan Changqing also returned to Pingcheng seven days later. Pingcheng is still as prosperous as ever. Whether it is war or other things, it has not had any impact on the city.

What should everyone do or do, the streets are full of flowers.

Feng Jinyue supported Yuan Changqing to stand at the gate of Rongyuanhou's Mansion, looking at the parents of Yuan's family and Feng Yasong and his wife who were coming towards them, but there was no relaxation in their hearts, but they asked nervously, "Miao Miao how's it going?"

"Any news?"

Along the way, Yuan Changqing had already learned about Miao Miao's accident, and he wanted to look for Miao Miao, but was held down by Feng Jinyue, saying that he is now like a cripple, and he still has to look for someone, don't let him go when the time comes. Yuanyuan and the others protected him and held him back.

Yuan Changqing wanted to cut off all the limbs that were holding him back, and finally returned to Pingcheng helplessly. After all, if he insisted on following, he would be holding Yuanyuan back.

No matter how much he hates, he still has the overall situation in mind. Today, he is no longer the old young master who shouted and killed without any worries, but a real man who has experienced fighting on the battlefield.

Because of these words, the parents of the Yuan family's face became even more serious. Jiang Nuan shook his head, tears almost came out, "There is no news yet."

"However..." After a pause, he glanced at so many people again, and said in a low voice, "Let's go into the house, our family, let's go in and talk."

Yuan Chengning watched his father come back, cried and threw himself into his father's arms, "Daddy, daddy, woo woo woo."

"Ning Ning misses you so much."

Yuan Xiaohou, who has always been known as an iron-blooded tough guy, is now being held by his own son's soft little hands. Hearing his son's soft crying, a big man almost has red eyes.

Even though his leg was injured, Yuan Changqing still hugged his son onto his lap with great effort, and patted his back lightly, "Hey, daddy is back, don't cry."

In fact, it was not Yuan Chengning who was more sad, but Feng Jinyue.

Because... Her son didn't even look at her, he treated her like a stranger, Feng Jinyue couldn't hold back for a moment, tears fell down one after another.

She thought she wouldn't cry, but when the real situation happened in front of her, Feng Jinyue couldn't control her tears at all.

Jiang Nuan wiped away her tears, and now she calmed down, noticing Feng Jinyue's sadness, and took the initiative to hold her hand, followed her to look at her son and grandson, and said softly, "The child will be here soon. Familiar, after all, is my own mother, nothing else can compare."

Hearing the word "mother", Feng Jinyue suddenly thought of it. When she saw He Lianlan hugging her son on Pingcheng Street, the son's dependence on her was as if the son was her own.

Every time I think of it, my heart feels like a knife. At this time, Jiang Nuan suddenly raised it, Feng Jinyue bit her lower lip tightly to keep herself from crying, and replied with a suppressed voice, "I know, I'm sorry to bother you."

"It should be, we are all one family." Jiang Nuan sighed softly, "In recent years, our family has been really unlucky, but we are also very lucky. At least, the whole family has come back intact."

"It's just short of Yuanyuan and them." Feng Jinyue pursed her lips.

(End of this chapter)