Aunt Liu concentrated all her spiritual power on her two fingers.

Feng Baoer's back was turned to her, and he couldn't see her appearance. He only felt a breath entering her body.

The spiritual power is like a snake, meandering and flowing in the body...

When the spiritual power came closer and closer to her spiritual roots, Aunt Liu suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Bao'er's spiritual roots have awakened!

With a thought in her mind, she took back her spiritual power.

Feng Baoer felt a sense of weakness all over her body. Before she could stand upright, Aunt Liu grabbed her wrist: "Baoer, someone touched your body."

There was a hint of anxiety in his tone.

Feng Baoer opened her mouth and looked at Aunt Liu in disbelief.

How did she know that her body had been touched by some bastard?

Seeing Feng Bao'er's expression, Aunt Liu seemed to understand something, and her tone of voice could not help but have a hint of instruction: "Bao'er, you are a woman who has not left the court, how can you let other men touch your body casually? That man

Who is it?"

"This is my business. From the moment you ignored me five years ago, you have no right to ask this question."

Feng Baoer sneered, this woman really regarded herself as her mother.

Aunt Liu was stunned, her heart filled with pain, and she loosened her grip on Feng Baoer's hand.

He staggered and sat on the chair. He waited for a long time before waving: "Go back."

Strange woman, this was Feng Baoer's impression after meeting this mother.

She didn't stay long and walked out.

Qingya, who was waiting outside, looked up eagerly and saw Feng Baoer's figure.

She immediately came up to her happily and said, "Miss, Miss, isn't Aunt Liu very gentle and beautiful?"

"It's very beautiful." Feng Baoer agreed with this sentence very much, but then said: "However, I think there is something wrong with her here."

He pointed at his brain, his tone full of confusion.

"Miss, how can you talk about your mother like that?"

Qingya was shocked by Feng Baoer's words, and then became very angry and dissatisfied.

"I really feel like she's here..." As soon as Feng Baoer opened his mouth, he was dissatisfied by Qingya, '

"Miss, Aunt Liu is your mother and has the same blood as you. How can you say that to her?"

Qing Ya glared at his young lady with an angry expression.

"She is really..." Feng Bao'er didn't dare to continue talking. Qingya Xiaonizi's wordiness was very powerful.

"Miss, you." Qingya stamped her feet, ignored Feng Baoer, and walked straight forward.

Damn it, this little girl is spoiled rotten.

I can give her a look now.

Feng Baoer sighed and pretended to surrender: "Okay, okay, I'll tell you a story."

As soon as she heard the story, Qingya lost her emotions and stared at Feng Baoer with her big eyes blinking.

You know, the story the young lady told was something she had never heard before. It was extremely exciting and enjoyable.

Along the way, Qingya stopped talking and listened to the story attentively.

As the characters in the story experience sadness or joy, they cry or laugh, their pretty eyes widen, and they become nervous...

The two of them walked back happily and sadly along the way.

In the ancestral hall, Aunt Liu looked haggard and sat blankly on a chair.

How is this possible, how is this possible!

Aunt Qiu sighed: "Miss, what should I do now? The little miss's spiritual roots have awakened."
Chapter completed!