Mr General doted on his sweet wife

Xiao Bao struggled in the water, and her hands and feet could not help herself, but she couldn't escape the endless water, which made Fengling wake up from her sleep countless times.

At that time, Xiaobao fell into the water, and she immediately had to jump down to save him and watch her son suffer. In her mother's heart, she did not have any other thoughts, just wanted to save him and want her to be good.

It was Shen Fengshan and those people who kept her to death, forbidding her to save her son.

She was on the shore, her head was pressed on the ground, shouting loudly, powerlessly watching her son's figure getting smaller and smaller, and the movement in the water was becoming less and less. She bit her tongue in despair and hit the ground with her head in despair.

She had hope, but she was held down by all the hopes and turned into a feeling of despair. In the latter half of her life, she could not forget every detail, as if she had been deeply engraved into her heart, blood, spinal cord and bone.

By the time she struggled to fight with her death, she stabbed all the people who held her down. When she escaped from these people and jumped into the river, Xiaobao had no trace.

She dived and floated in the river in despair, but she never saw her son's small helpless face again and again.

At that time, what she wanted most was to allow herself to follow the current and accompany her son

In the end, she was rescued, but Xiaobao, never.

Xiaobao It's Mommy. I'm sorry.

Feng Ling opened her eyes and looked at the yellow face of the little boy in the picture. Her heart was filled with hatred again.

Shen Fengshan or Fu Hongxuan, all the people are waiting. Come one by one.

……

Yan Junhao comes in.

The housekeeper whispered, "young master, the Duke has been alone for hours."

"Well, go ahead and do your own thing." Yan Junhao's voice is soft.

Almost every once in a while, Yan Junhao sees his aunt feel sad for a while.

When he was a child, he would ask why, but every time his aunt would not say.

He wisely stopped asking, but he knew that something had been pressing on her heart.

See Aunt look sad, heart have not bear, come forward to say in a low voice: "aunt."

The Duke opened his eyes in a daze.

"Auntie, I heard you saw Shen Fengshan. Nothing happened?" Yan Junhao saw blood on her hand and worried, "I'll let the doctor come here."

"No. No harm. " The Duke stopped him.

Yan Junhao squatted down, holding her hand, found that there was really no problem, then released.

He was raised by his aunt. In name, he was called aunt. In fact, he regarded her as his mother. She treated him like his mother. There was no difference.

The Duke saw his deep look on his face and laughed: "it's OK. My aunt knows what she's doing. You go and have a rest. "

"Auntie, don't you really want to tell me about the past?" Yan Junhao also went to check, this world, there is no formula.

Instead, he heard another name, Feng Jue.

The past is gone, and he can not find out much news, but in his heart, he is already worried that his aunt will take a road to hurt her.

"Jun Hao, I'm very tired. You should go and have a rest first."

The Duke's heart was filled with painful memories. At the moment, he didn't want to say anything more.