Stunning and enchanting: the prince only favors the little evil concubine

Chapter 892 The Kind Old Slave ([-])
We have traveled as far as we have in these years, but my heart has never left you, and has always been by your side, following you every day.But your heart is getting farther and farther away from me, far away, I can no longer see and hope.

What I want is not much, not for you to be with me, but for you not to be too far away from me.

In these years, I don't want to give up, but I can let it go!You have been following me all the time, I can't get rid of you, and I don't want to get rid of you.Maybe, I'm just a bitch!

Practicing shit all day long.

Murong Jun spent every day in ecstasy, day after day, the same.Ever since I met Song Wenting, there has never been a second day.

Every day is not as good as one day.

He hadn't entered the palace for a long time, because after entering, he couldn't help himself to look at her, and every time he would be driven away or leave in despair.

A person, staying in such a big mansion, his heart will always be empty.

Murong's family, now he is the only one left.Since he became sensible, his father left him, and his mother followed.I just watched helplessly as the first woman I loved left.How powerless I was at that time.I watched helplessly, unable to do anything.How heartbreaking that is!It hurts, but it works.

By myself, I can't do anything.

Murong Jun's people were all driven out by him, and none of them remained.

But his mother's servants never left.No matter how much he beat or abused, he was still unwilling to leave.

Over the years, she was the one who took care of him when he returned home.

Slowly, he got used to her presence and regarded her as his mother.But he knew that she was not his mother.

Every day in the room, get drunk.Then unconscious again.

Now that servant is also getting old.Almost 30 years old.They are still staying with him in this ruthless place.

Murong Jun took the wine bottle and walked out of his room drunkenly.

Once the door opened, it was broad daylight.

"Hehe, it's dawn. It's a new day, why do I feel like I've been living the day before!"

He squinted his eyes, unwilling to see the sunlight outside.Once it hits the eye, it hurts so much.

Although drunk, but the head is still sober.

When a person is drunk, not only the head but also the drunkenness follows.

Walking, walking, lying in front of his mother's room.

The wine bottle fell to the ground and smashed.

The sound was so loud that half the house could hear it.

"Hee hee, broken."

Turning around, I saw that the door was open.

The scene is exactly the same as that year.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a table, a white cloth, and a woman standing on it.

His eyes immediately became blurred, unclear.

"Mother, mother."

Tears kept coming down.Crying, the tears are swollen, and I got up.

A rather old servant girl came out from inside.

Step by step, he walked in front of him.

"Master."

……

After that, the two of them sat on the landing of the stairs.

"Why are you in her room?"

Murong Jun asked her coldly, he is much more sober now, he just drank hangover soup.

On the surface, he didn't care at all, the person who raised him for ten years.But in his heart, he already regarded her as his own mother.

The woman smiled at him kindly.

(End of this chapter)