Forgetful River?

The son of Yi Duolian and Zhan Fengsheng?

Tang Jiaren and others looked at each other, feeling that things like fate would occasionally be full of conscience, allowing those who were looking for each other to meet each other in a desperate situation.

When Yi Duolian saw Wangchuan, tears instantly flowed out. She trembled her lips and threw herself on Wangchuan, hugging his young body and burst into tears.

Wangchuan was obviously angry with his mother, so he turned around and refused to let her hug him.

Yi Duolian was slightly stunned and went to hug her again.

Wangchuan turned around again and said to Zhan Feng: "Dad, let's go, don't pay attention to this ruthless woman!"

Yi Duolian seemed to be struck by lightning, and her face turned pale in an instant.

Tang Jiaren frowned slightly.

Zhan Feng said to Wangchuan: "Don't say that to your mother."

Wangchuan said: "What kind of mother is she? She can't take good care of her children!"

Yi Duolian's fingers began to tremble, and she was obviously in a bad mood.

However, no one came to support her.

Perhaps in the hearts of these men, she is indeed not a good mother and has never taken good care of them.

Yi Duolian's tears flowed quietly, drop after drop, just like her heart at this moment. She was so painful that she could not defend herself. She did not fulfill her mother's responsibilities and did not take good care of her children.

Tang Jiaren was angry and immediately spoke, "Don't she want to take good care of her son?! If it weren't for Brother Wudi, she could enter the palace again? If it wasn't for Yang Diao Diao and Zhuo Landa, she could give birth in the mountains? If it wasn't for Duanmu Yan, she could ask him to go to the Tang Sect? If it wasn't for picking herbs for you, she could fall into the valley? If it wasn't for Zhan Feng's escape, she could give birth to Wangchuan? If it wasn't for thinking that Wangchuan was by Zhan Feng's side, she could feel at ease?"

A series of rhetorical questions were clearly organized and straightforward, leaving everyone speechless.

Wangchuan hurriedly said, "So, I shouldn't be born?!"

Tang Jiaren hugged Wangchuan into her arms, but she didn't say anything, and just hugged him.

Wangchuan said unnaturally: "Let me go!"

Tang Jiaren refused to let go.

Wangchuan twisted his body and said, "Let me go!"

Tang Jiaren just held her and refused to let go.

Wangchuan threatened, "If you don't let go, I can..."

Zhan Cangqiong pinched the bones of his hand and asked, "What do you want?"

Zhuo Landa smiled at Wangchuan.

Duanmu Yan glanced at Wangchuan and said nothing.

Wangchuan swallowed the threatening words into his stomach, and then yelled irritably for a while: "Are you letting go of me?"

Tang Jiaren said, "I've just been trapped in a few breaths, but you can't stand it. Your mother has been trapped for so many years, why don't you complain for her?"

Wangchuan choked and said with a hard neck: "According to what you said, I should hate my father?"

This is obviously a provocation and disagreement.

Tang Jiaren said, "You are not qualified to hate your father and your mother. You are just a bunch of threads, because you are alive because of them. If you feel that you are living too much, I will not stop you." After saying that, he let go of his hand and signaled him to choose a way to die.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were not good, Wangchuan suppressed his thoughts of making a fuss. Moreover, he heard Tang Jiaren's words and knew that he had no reason to make a fuss.

Seeing that Wangchuan became honest, Yi Duolian hugged him in her arms again.

Wangchuan hummed awkwardly twice, but did not struggle anymore.

Seeing this, Zhan Feng smiled at Tang Jiaren. Although he covered his face, his eyes were very attractive. The restrained cold light instantly turned into soft warmth, which was quite likable.

Looking at Wangchuan's appearance, you will know that Zhan Feng should not be ugly, or rather, he should be handsome. Unfortunately, his skin was peeled off, and it was really... it was hard to imagine what he used to be.

Tang Buxiu sighed: "You still have to be shameless."

Tang Jiaren nodded and cooperated, "Xiaoxue said very well."

Zhan Cangqiong laughed and scolded: "Shapeful!"

Tang Jiaren looked at Zhan Cangqiong and said, "What Brother Wudi said is extremely true!"

Zhan Cangkong wanted to be tense, but he was helpless. The flattery made him feel comfortable and a smile appeared on his face. It seemed that it was not without benefits if he had the word "Ge". At least, he would have another one when the beauty flattered him.

Zhan Cangkong and Tang Buxiu reached out to rub Tang Jiaren's head at the same time. The two big hands touched one place and refused to give in to each other. Tang Jiaren felt something strange and suddenly turned her head to look behind her head. The two of them took their hands back at the same time, just like they were fine.

Tang Jiaren turned around and continued to watch the fun.

Tang Buxiu grabbed Tang Jiaren's little hand, fought Cangqiong to get what he wanted, and rubbed Tang Jiaren's head.

Wangchuan was hugged by Yi Duolian for a while, and finally became impatient and said, "Okay, I'm not a child, and I can't take care of myself? You cry so hard that my neck was filled with water."

Yi Duolian wiped her tears and said, "Mom tells you to stay in the clinic honestly, what are you doing when you run out to look for me?"

Wangchuan said, "I knew you were going to run away, so I naturally had to follow you. I didn't want to pull you back, after all, it was so boring on the top of the mountain. I just wanted to go out with you. As a result, you ran quickly, and I couldn't find you as soon as I went out."

Zhan Feng suddenly felt ashamed. He said, "This is my fault. Because your mother's identity is special, my father is afraid that others will cause changes when they know it, so he dare not let you down the mountain. If you like it in the future, then live with your mother at the foot of the mountain."

Wangchuan asked: "What about you?"

Zhan Feng looked at Yi Duolian unnaturally and said, "Dad...is not worthy..."

Yi Duolian suddenly became furious and pointed at Zhan Feng's nose and shouted: "You are not worthy?! You only now know that you are not worthy! You...you..."

Zhan Feng touched his face with his hands through the black cloth.

Yi Duolian suddenly lost her temper.

Wangchuan took out a small box from his arms, handed it to Zhan Feng, and said, "This is the blood I want, for you."

Zhan Feng was stunned. He took the box and opened it. He saw that some blood was lying quietly inside, but it had already frozen. Zhan Feng's eyes trembled, and his eyes fell on Wangchuan again. He felt his nose sore and his eyes were hot.

Wangchuan snorted and said, "I don't know how to find a way if I have no skin?!" He looked at the dried blood and frowned, "Listen, it might work."

For the first time, Tang Jiaren felt that the blood she gave could have such touching power because of the softness in the hearts of those who wanted blood.

Yi Duolian asked, "Is this blood..." and looked at Tang Jiaren.

Tang Jiaren nodded and smiled, "This little thing is mixed with the martial arts people, just waiting to ask for my flesh and blood."

Yi Duolian and Zhan Feng were both shocked.
Chapter completed!