peasant girl lucky star

Chapter 265

The hollowed-out and silver-carved incense ball is filled with cold fragrance, which adds coolness to this hot summer day.

At some point, the closed door was opened with a small gap. The boy, who was originally dirty, had already been washed. He secretly looked at the woman on the couch, his expression full of uneasiness.

Taking a deep breath, as if getting ready, the little boy ran to the golden silk wooden couch: "Mother~ the nest is back!"

The woman's face was expressionless, and she opened her eyes. There was no agility as imagined. Instead, it seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see her pupils clearly.

The little boy's heart tightened, and he looked at the woman with tears in his eyes: "Mother, I didn't mess around today, my brother and I have helped!"

Raising the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, the little boy said seriously: "Mother, I'm already two years old, I'm not a child, I can help you!"

The woman didn't speak, and the little boy hugged her timidly: "Mother, Ah Jiu loves mother the most, and is willing to do anything for mother!"

Taking off his shoes, he climbed onto the couch, and the boy squeezed hard into the woman's arms, raised his head and kissed the woman's cool cheek, feeling a little sad in his heart.

It was all because of him that my mother became like this.

He remembered all that clearly.

The little boy was quiet, yawned a little, and fell asleep after a while.

The woman's pupils flickered, and the foggy eyes were green. She looked at the sensible and obedient little guy nestled in her arms, and her heart was complicated.

This child, the older he gets, the more he looks like that person.

Even so, when thinking of him, the heart lake no longer has the slightest wave.

The son of the Ming family has this honor.

His arrival, accompanied by flames and blood, burned everything she cared about, but he was born at dawn, symbolizing new life.

From that day on, she clearly knew that without absolute power, she could not protect the people she cared about by relying on her own strength alone.

He reached out to hug the child, came to the bed in the bedroom, waited for him to breathe evenly, placed him on the bed, turned and went out.

Under the moonlight, Xinran stood a man.

Seeing Mingyan coming, he pointed to the pavilion not far away and said, "Go sit there."

Mingyan did not refuse, the two sat down in the pavilion, the man made tea in a smooth manner, handed Mingyan a cup, and said: "Your attitude towards Ah Jiu—"

The corner of Ming Yan's lips curled into a hint of sarcasm.

Su Li knew the pain in her heart: "No matter what, I don't blame him for what happened back then. He is just a child and doesn't know anything."

Mingyan understood naturally: "I don't blame him."

She just couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

Su Li opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all, and the atmosphere became quiet like this.

After what happened that day, Mingyan fell into a deep sleep for half a year. During this period, she was like a living dead, breathing in and out, several times they thought she was going to die.

Half a year later, she woke up as if she was a different person. She no longer had the warm smile on her face, and she no longer joked with them, and devoted herself to developing her power every day.

In a short period of time, Canfengtang, Liuyan Pavilion, and Mochou Villa were established, and the speed of their development is jaw-dropping.

With the development of power, there will be people who come to find fault, but those who come to find fault are all suppressed by her with thunder.

I remember that a year ago, she came back covered in blood, and within a few days, there were many unsolved cases, several forces, no less than a thousand lives, and she collapsed overnight, and the accumulated money and so on disappeared.

Even though Mingyan never said it, he could still vaguely guess that it was related to her from the jewelry and other things she took out later.

In short, after the disappearance of Dongming's family village, it seemed that her last trace of conscience was ignited, and she became bloodthirsty and ruthless.

(End of this chapter)