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âThis kid, you really remind me of how I was back then, blinded by love.â Lady Yao Ye sighed. Her tone
had turned 180 degrees, becoming gentle and charming. She leisurely sat down and beckoned Feng
Ming to move towards her. âCome here.â
Feng Ming was frightened. He was stunned for a while, not daring to get closer, but he eventually
walked over with extreme caution.
Lady Yao Yeâs hand moved, causing Feng Ming to immediately shrink his neck away.
âLet me see your ears. Is it still hurting?â Her white and tender fingers gently rubbed his slightly red
Feng Ming, who felt that he had been wronged, nodded and said, âItâs very painful.â
He had originally wanted to take the opportunity to induce pity. However, after the words, âvery
painful,â left his mouth, he couldnât help but feel grieved. He had always been doted on and spoiled by
Rong Tian, however the feeling Lady Yao Ye gave him was completely different.
Although he had been scolded and beaten, her act of rubbing his ears made his heart feel a profound
It really seemed as if she was his own blood-related mother. It didnât matter if he was beaten or
scolded by her. Lady Yao Ye had a fiery temper and felt no guilt after cursing someone. She was also
not afraid that Feng Ming would hate her. She remained the same as before, as if treating Feng Ming
like a child was natural. The scene didnât make it difficult for others to understand the intimate
relations.h.i.+p they shared.
âWhat are you looking at?â Seeing Feng Ming secretly stealing glances at her, she gently poked him on
the tip of his nose. âYou donât need to waste your time on evil ideas. I will not give you Wen Lan no
matter what. Thereâs nothing good about giving birth to a son like you. Never once have you sent your
mother something. And when a letter from you finally comes, it was, unexpectedly, only to ask your
mother for a favour.â Listening to her words, Feng Ming realized that he was in the wrong.
Immediately, he said, âIn the future, I will frequently send Mother a letter.â
âDonât bother⌠too many letters would be troublesome.â
But⌠you were complaining just nowâŚ
Feng Ming scratched his head. AiyaâŚ
she is really hard to please⌠No wonder the old man abandoned
her back then, ahâŚ. Hmm, it seems my thinking has become quite sinister.
Maybe all married women are hard to please. Wait⌠that shouldnât be it. Qiu Lan is also a married
woman. She treats Rong Hu very well. I should find a time to discuss with Rong Hu about how to deal
with married women who are hard to pleaseâŚ
âI have already calmed your fatherâs anger on the situation regarding the fleetâs destruction.â Lady Yao
Ye suddenly said. Feng Ming didnât dare to show what he was thinking. He immediately put on a well
behaved and serious expression, as if he was ready to accept an elderâs teachings. âHowever, regarding
the agreement to obtain a route for the dual luminous sand, your father will definitely hold you
Looking at her sonâs simple expression, Lady Yao Ye couldnât help herself from pinching his tender and
smooth cheeks. Her lips revealed a satisfied smile. âDonât be afraid. Mother will help you deal with
things. However, Mother also looks forward to seeing how you will handle these matters. After all,
your father has always blamed you for looking too much like me and lacking talent. If you successfully
handle the matter of finding a route, it will also count as you giving me compensation for quarreling
with your father over it.â
âNn.â Feng Ming strongly nodded and asked in a low voice. âMother, did you come here just for the
sake of telling me all this?â
He should not have asked that question, because Lady Yao Yeâs expression once again became angry.
âYou d.a.m.n brat. Your old mother came her specially to see whether or not you had drowned in the
Feng Ming finally understood. Lady Yao Ye had received the news that they had been defeated on the
Aman River. Feeling ill at ease, she had personally come to see the situation.
âMother,â Feng Ming held on to Lady Yao Yeâs hand for a second and softly spoke, âYour son is well. I
had only been subjected to some small wounds, half of them have already healed.â
Lady Yao Ye took her hand back and indifferently said, âWhether you are well or not⌠what does that
have to do with me?â She took something out of her bosom and stuffed it into Feng Mingâs hand.
Feng Ming was ecstatic. âIs it Wen Lan?â
She casually knocked him on the forehead. âDo not even dream that I will give Wen Lan to you. Sheâs
not even your woman. Why are you so worried about pleasing her? This is my specially made firework.
Inside is a piece of embroidered silk that tells you how to contact me. Your father said that Cai Qiangâs
progress with the sword is very fast, so he wants to find a more secluded place to teach him. I will go
Feng Ming smiled and said, âUnderstood. During an emergency, I will use this to seek Motherâs help.â
Lady Yao Yeâs expression turned bad, and she rewarded him with a contemptuous look. âYou good for
nothing⌠The first thing you think of is to cry for help. You tell me, other than asking for something or
crying for help, when do you ever try to find me? Can you really not come up with some other
Feng Ming foolishly laughed in response.