Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 588 Finally Let Him Bow His Head

There was a sense of helplessness in my heart.

He didn't even have the courage to answer the child's question frankly.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as dad comes back, it doesn't matter anything."

Meng Baiyun's nose was sore.

Long Aohan was also quite shocked, surprised by the child's unbearable love for him.

Picking up the child, for a moment, it felt like picking up half the world.

And when I turned around and saw Meng Baiyun, the remaining half of the world was also complete.

He was taken aback by his own thoughts.

It was because the atmosphere was too warm, and because he was too sensible, that made him so confused.

His lover is Lanyi, and the child he loves most is Xian'er. He can't let go of the mother and daughter in front of him, that's all.

Holding Feihong back to the dinner table, Zhong Ning said with emotion: "Feihong, come, have a drink with Uncle Huang and your father."

As he spoke, he filled Meng Baiyun's empty cup again, and handed it to Feihong with a smile.

"He's still a kid."

The two voices recalled at the same time, an astonishing tacit understanding.

After speaking, they were all silent.

Zhong Ning laughed loudly: "It is said that husband and wife are of the same heart, you even have the same mouth, I was just joking, Feihong, before the age of 16, you can't drink a drop of alcohol, did you hear me?"

He pretended to be serious, but his eyes were filled with kindness.

He is really kind to Feihong.

Meng Baiyun thought of Dai Luo, did he know that he also had a child of his own.

But that child, Rong Meng Baiyun was selfish, if Dai Luo didn't want to bring the child back, she didn't want the child to come back, because the appearance of that child would hurt her brother.

Long Aohan drank up Zhong Ning's wine glass.

Holding an empty wine glass, he looked at Feihong with a chuckle: "When Feihong grows up, let's have a drink with dad."

Feihong nodded vigorously, his little cheeks flushed.

At this moment, how much he wished that he would grow up immediately, be like a man, be able to have a drink with his father, protect his mother, and guard this family.

　 This meal, everyone has their own thoughts.

Zhong Ning got drunk, Long Aohan ordered the palace staff to take good care of him, carried Feihong in his arms, and went to the Crown Prince's East Palace.

　 Meng Baiyun pushed the wheelchair and quickly followed.

After walking a few steps, Long Aohan stopped, put Feihong on Meng Baiyun's lap, and then took Meng Baiyun's wheelchair from the palace.

"Let me do it."

"Yes, General."

Meng Baiyun held his child firmly in his arms, and finally he felt at ease.

God knows how much she was afraid that Long Aohan would grab Feihong's neck and force her to hand over his virtuous child.

Feihong raised his head from her arms and looked at Long Aohan for a moment, as if his father would disappear if he blinked.

This child is too sensitive and insecure.

It's all her fault too. In the past few years when he lacked his father's love, he didn't even give him much mother's love.

Although she didn't want Long Aohan to push her, but thinking of Feihong, she endured it.

She didn't need to pretend to be a loving couple in front of anyone, but she couldn't bear to make Feihong feel strange.

Thinking of the child being hugged by Long Aohan nervously and excitedly, but seeing her vigilant and frowning expression for a moment of astonishment, and her eyes dimming quickly, she felt distressed.

He may know everything, but she hopes he doesn't know anything.

Back in the Crown Prince's East Palace, Long Aohan handed Feihong to Taifu and Su'er, looked at Meng Baiyun with an indifferent expression: "I want to talk to you."

"What's there to talk about?"

"Do you want to quarrel with me in front of the children?"

Meng Baiyun was at a loss for words.

Yes, she doesn't want to.

Feihong is a child who is too delicate, even if he keeps quiet about the slightest disturbance, he will engrave it in his heart.

He is young, has experienced too much, and gained too little, so he can't let him see his parents' split and hatred.

"Go home and talk."

"it is good."

Longfu, Tongyuan, the field of rapeseed flowers is still in full bloom, the bees are shuttled among them, working hard, the rich and simple fragrance of flowers, under the noon sun, with billowing heat, the whole courtyard is full of fragrance.

However, such a warm and warm atmosphere did not warm up the two people whose cold eyes were facing each other.

However, compared to the morning, the two of them have calmed down a bit, and they are much calmer, at least they can sit across a table.

"You said how would you like to return Xian'er to me, as long as I can do it, I will do it."

"What about death?"

He frowned, but nodded without hesitation: "If the condition for letting Xian'er go is my life, then I am willing."

There was a sharp pain in my heart.

She even asked such a ridiculous sentence: "If Feihong was caught, would you save him with your life?"

He was silent.

This silence caused a lot of bitterness and pain to spread in her heart, but it was not for herself, but for Feihong.

So, let alone get that child.

He can't give fatherly love fairly, and she won't let her put her child under that child.

"Long Aohan, just spend it. I don't want your life, and I don't want you to do anything. I won't return that child to you."

The fists beside him were clenched tightly, and the knuckles cracked.

Scared her, sorry she wasn't scared.

"She's just a child, Meng Baiyun, how can you be so despicable."

Meng Baiyun smiled: "Despicable, in terms of despicable, General Long, I am not even one ten thousandth of you."

"Xian'er had a high fever when he was a child. Since then, whether it is walking or talking, he has been slower than children of the same age. I am despicable because I am sorry for you. Has that child ever done anything to be sorry for you? My favorite caterpillar is given to you to play with, Meng Baiyun, are you really worthy of your conscience by doing this?"

Beloved caterpillar.

So at that time, I sent caterpillars to her room one by one because I thought it was a fun toy and wanted to share it with her?

Thinking of all the way in the carriage, the child was crying and playing with caterpillars all day long. It turned out that they were toys.

But, no wonder she, her conscience, from the day she knew she was being used like a fool by his father, she would not give it to anyone casually anymore.

"You're blaming me now, I sound familiar. Yes, I remembered it. It seems that I have also condemned you, saying that you are a wolf and a dog, and that you are not as good as a beast. So, have you ever let me go? Well, now, I also Whatever you want to scold, I will not let that child go."

He seemed to understand that such negotiations were fruitless.

He actually understands her weakness, but there are some things that he regrets all night after saying them once, and he won't say them a second time.

This time, he can only be defeated.

"Don't hurt her."

"That depends on your performance."

"You can do whatever you want, as long as you don't hurt her."

What a joy, watching Long Aohan bow his head, it's really refreshing, he held a bad breath in his heart, and half-mouthed it.

(End of this chapter)