Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 1091 Touch
"Yu'er?"

Ling Xinyi raised her head and looked at Murong Bo, her eyes were full of tenderness and kindness, and there was a trace of sadness, she murmured: "Mother is calling you, have you forgotten?"

Murong Bo's handsome eyebrows sank, his face was not confused: "Me?"

Ling Xinyi seemed to be lost in memories, her expression was full of nostalgia: "You were born extremely beautiful when you were young, just like a beautiful woman, your father named you Murong Bo, but I prefer the word jade.

So I took this word Yu as your baby name. When I was a child, I always called you Brother Yu. At that time, you were very obedient, obedient and cute.

But I didn't expect that when you grow up, your temperament will change, and you will not be close to your mother. The name Yu'er, my mother never called you again, but called you Bo'er.

But in my mother's heart, you are still my Yu'er. Since your accident, I haven't regretted it for a day, regretting that I pushed you too hard.

You have suffered so much since you were a child, and you have never enjoyed a trace of happiness and relaxation, Yu'er, I am sorry for you! "

Ling Xinyi burst into tears, heartbroken every word, but secretly rejoiced in her heart.

Fortunately, Murong Bo's childhood nickname was Brother Yu, otherwise he really didn't know how to get over it.

Murong Bo didn't have much impression of what she said, but since he was sensible, his mother has been very strict with him.

He always said that the eldest son of the Hou's mansion is the eldest son, and he has to shoulder the responsibilities.

In spring, when his younger brothers were eating snacks and basking in the sun, he was practicing calligraphy.

In summer, while his younger brothers were playing and catching crickets, he was reading.

In autumn, when his younger brothers went down to the river to catch fish and have fun, he was riding a horse.

In winter, when his younger brothers were sleeping in bed, he was practicing martial arts.

There was no joy in his childhood, but endless learning.

He could write from the age of four, read poetry and books at the age of five, learned to ride a horse at the age of six, and began to practice martial arts at the age of seven.

Day after day, year after year, never stops.

Later, he gradually changed his temperament, and he was not close to anyone, except his own sister.

When he was locked in the room to read and write alone, the little girl would lie on the window, revealing a pair of watery eyes, and give him food.

That was the only ray of sunshine in his entire childhood.

Murong Bo's childhood memories were brought back by Ling Xinyi's words, because the inner touch made his mood a little complicated, but he never delved into the name Yu'er.

He thought it was just a mother's guilt and repentance for her son.

In Murong Bo's heart, he hated his biological mother, and it was because of her that he became what he is now.

"Yu'er, mother is wrong, mother will never force you again."

Ling Xinyi noticed a slight wave in Murong Bo's eyes, and knew that he was touched. She took advantage of the victory to pursue and reached out to touch Murong Bo's face.

Murong Bo turned sideways to avoid it, his voice was still cold: "The Yu'er you were talking about is already dead, and was strangled by your own hands, don't call me that again in the future!"

Although he was talking about himself, but in Ling Xinyi's ears, it reminded her of her own son, her ruthless attack was merciless.

I don't know how her Yu'er is doing now?
But she calmed down Murong Bo, but she didn't dare to ask more, lest he be suspicious.

Ling Xinyi could only hold back, lowered her eyes and said in a sad voice, "I know you hate me, no matter what, it's good for you to live, but you must not go back to the Hou's Mansion, they will not tolerate you."

(End of this chapter)