Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 1233 Is Her Son Normal?

Yue Jianxi raised her eyes and stared at him viciously: "Xiao Wu, what are you doing! Don't you know that this will hurt little persimmon?"

Xiao Wu stood aside awkwardly: "Wang... Wangfei, this is what Xiaoshizi ordered."

Little Persimmon was already in tears at this time, crying and hugging Yue Jianxi tightly: "Mother, you are really my mother, woo...Mother Xiao Wu hurt you, I will definitely take care of you punish him."

Xiao Wu's mouth twitched a little, little persimmon, didn't you say you made a move when you winked, how could you cheat me like this now.

If you don't speak up for me, the Lord will throw me off the cliff to feed the wolves.

Those wolves in Huangquan...are so terrifying, no one in Huangquan wants to feed them.

Yue Jianxi wiped away little persimmon's tears: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mother is here, she won't let others hurt you again, tell mother, why did Xiao Wu do it?"

Yue Jianxi is too aware of the group of children like Xiao Wu, who value their master more than their own lives, so how could they really do anything to him.

It is even more impossible to lie.

Xiao Wu said that Xiao Shizi ordered it, so it must be.

She didn't understand why her son wanted Xiao Wu to hurt him.

Little Persimmon pouted her cute little mouth: "I gave the order, apart from my father, only my mother will protect me at all costs."

Little Persimmon was aggrieved, and felt that she was wrong, she lowered her head and muttered: "Mother has become like this, I really can't accept it."

Yue Jianxi patted his head and smiled: "Yeah, don't say it's hard for you to accept, I'm about to die of anger..."

"Mother, don't be angry, although the face is the same, but mother is mother, you are different from that vicious woman."

Little Persimmon raised his head and comforted her in turn.

My mother hates this woman so much, it must be very hard to be like her now, he wants to be a well-behaved son, he wants to comfort his mother, and he can't make her feel bad.

"Well, as long as our little persimmon stands by my side, it doesn't matter what mother becomes."

Little Persimmon hugged her and acted like a baby in her arms: "Mother, I knew you would come back, they all said you were dead, I won't let them say, my mother won't die, won't die. "

The ones that won’t die are demons and ghosts, son, of course I’m a human being and I’m going to die.

"Good son, mother will not leave you alone." Yue Jianxi also admired her son's persistence.

If she is like a normal person and cannot come back after death, how long will he keep this belief?
"Mother, it won't hurt if I blow it up for you. Little Uncle Wu hit too hard, and I didn't even let him do it." Little Persimmon looked at the blood on Yue Jianxi's arm with a small face and felt distressed. , I was actually blaming myself in my heart, why didn't I believe my mother...

"Mother, my son is useless, I didn't recognize you right away." Little Persimmon said whatever came to mind.

Yue Jianxi patted him on the head: "Mother has changed her appearance, and she is the most annoying person again. It's normal if you can't recognize him. If you recognize her, mother will think you are a demon."

After she finished speaking, she was taken aback suddenly, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with her words.

Is her son normal or not?

She gently caressed the top of Little Persimmon's hair, no matter whether he was normal or not, he was her son, and no one could use him for anything, and he would never be turned into someone's tool.

"Mother, the doctor is here."

Yue Jianxi was really in a daze, the little persimmon had already jumped off the bed, ran over to grab the doctor's hand and pulled it in: "Hurry up, mother is bleeding."

(End of this chapter)