Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 1232 Son's Temptation

If it wasn't for Fenxiang trying to make her die early, protecting her soul and capturing her back, maybe she would have been shattered by now, just a speck of dust in the air.

Now the remedial task does not know if it is too late.

Is it too late to kill Lian Hesheng and bring the little persimmon back?

No... Lian Hesheng is so powerful, how could she kill...

Yue Jianxi told Xue Chong what Fen Xiang told her, and Xue Chong frowned: "No, no, master, you can't kill your husband, you will be sad."

Yue Jianxi shook her head: "I'm not sad, I'm killing harm."

But in the end... Lian Hesheng never thought of hurting her.

Yue Jianxi was very conflicted in her heart, why did she encounter such a weird thing, she might as well be a ghost doctor honestly and just save people.

Now that she has a son, if she really kills Lian Lisheng, even if she brings Little Persimmon to modern times, can he live happily?
What should she do?
Lian Sheng didn't go back to his room all night, and even Xiao Si didn't know where he went.

The next day, Xiao Shizi broke into the room with someone, and looked at her with disgust: "You vicious woman who hurt my son, and you want to pretend to be my mother... I will kill you while my father is away."

He waved his hand to Xiao Wu and said, "Go up, I don't kill women."

Yue Jianxi and Pu Chi laughed: "Son, it's not good to be so murderous at such a young age, come here, and see if I am your mother."

Little Persimmon stood a few meters away, and obviously didn't want to get close.

She believed that her son had feelings, just like when she was the little silver fox, he was obviously dependent on her.

This is the nature of mother and child, just like before when she got old and ugly, and didn't know anyone anymore, but he could still touch her face with his little hand and call her cool... cool.

Little Persimmon looked up at her with her cute little face, with a look of defense.

This made Yue Jianxi feel a little sad. Who would want to be so mature at such a young age, all because she was not by her side and did not give him a sense of security.

Let him become like his father...

"Hey, come here, you know my mother when she gets old and ugly, I don't believe you can't recognize her now."

Little Persimmon took two steps forward suspiciously, staring at Yue Jianxi without blinking her big eyes. Although it was still that woman's face, there was a mother's smile and that familiar fragrance, carrying A milky fragrance.

"Are you really my mother?" Little Persimmon was not sure.

How did his mother's face become that vicious woman.

"Yeah, son, it's me, it's me, it's me..." Yue Jianxi stretched out her hand towards him, and little persimmon took two steps forward suspiciously, and glanced back at Xiao Wu by the way.

Xiao Wu nodded slightly.

Little Persimmon walked forward again, stood a step away from the bed and looked at Yue Jianxi: "Is it really my mother? Then will you protect me?"

"Of course, I will. Mother will protect you from now on and will not leave you." Yue Jianxi said with some distress. She really wanted to hug her son, but then remembered that this was the woman's body, and felt that she had wronged her son too much.

Little Persimmon threw herself into her arms: "Mom, it's really you, I've been waiting so hard for you..."

At this moment, a sharp ray of light hit Little Persimmon's back, Yue Jianxi sensed it immediately, pulled Little Persimmon over to protect him in her arms, threw herself on him, and surrounded him On the ground, the sharp edge pierced directly into her back.

"Princess, are you okay?" Xiao Wu rushed up, took off the dart on Yue Jianxi's back, and immediately took out the pills for her to swallow: "It's just a skin injury, Wangfei, bear with it."

(End of this chapter)