Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 635 638. Mother and Daughter Collusion
She threw away everything that could be thrown away in the bedroom. Because of Yan Ruge's ice-like face, the entire Ziwei Palace was under extremely low air pressure. The human corpses were just swept up with grass and put aside, they didn't even dare to get close to Yan Ruge's bedroom.

In the silent corridor, there were small footsteps approaching from far away. Everyone looked at each other hesitantly. Their eyes were all extremely frightened, because at this time, as long as there was even a slight trace of it, it would affect Palace Master Yan's voice. Appear, then the owner of that voice will surely die.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and just as Feihua and the others stretched their necks to see who the person who was about to die was, suddenly there was a gust of fragrant wind from the corner, and after the fragrant wind passed, everyone fell to the ground one after another, unconscious personnel.

"Who?!" Whether it was the footsteps earlier or the fragrant wind at this time, Yan Ruge was furious, and a dark flame condensed within her sleeves, ready to explode.

"The good Ziwei Palace has been turned into such a mess. Yan Ruge, Yan Ruge, it seems that I have always thought highly of you." It was Feng Luan, Yan Ruge's mother, who was dressed in white.

But even though he changed into bright white clothes that represented light, the gloom on Feng Lan's body still didn't decrease by half, on the contrary, it became more prominent.

Seeing that the wind was chaotic, Yan Ruge put away the flames in his sleeves, stood up respectfully and bowed: "Mother."

"It must not be an easy thing to make you lose your composure. Tell me, after all, you and I are a mother and daughter. If I can help, I will definitely not stand by." The voice was clear and faint, and I couldn't tell what it was. It felt like Yan Ruge was extremely displeased with this benevolent tone anyway, but he didn't dare to explode on the spot.

Because, she still needs the power of Feng Luan.

"Mother, my daughter begs mother to be the master for her daughter!" Feng Luan held her up with a loving expression on her face as she lowered her body. With a slight effort, Yan Ruge's body stood up straight.

"After all, you are my flesh and blood. Even if you don't have much affection, the identity of a close relative of flesh and blood cannot be easily obliterated. Now you and I have nothing to rely on except each other. Therefore, what I can do, I will definitely do it for you." The expression on Feng Luan's face was actually a rare kindness, just like the eyes of an ordinary mother looking at her child, warm and gentle.

But Yan Ruge felt chills in his heart. Perhaps because of the 1 years of living together that never saw the light of day, he knew more or less about her, a mother who had never raised him. If she had no other purpose, she Absolutely will never behave like this.

It's just that I don't know what kind of price my mother wants her to pay before she can really help her-how funny, thinking that she has always been admired by all people, but in front of her only relative, she has to give up everything. Be careful not to make the slightest mistake.

Are they really mother and daughter whose blood is thicker than water?Why does she always feel that she was just a pawn before, but now she has become a commodity, a commodity that can be sold at any time with a clearly marked price.

But even so, when Feng Luan was kind to her, she still had to be grateful and grateful.

"Ge'er thanked mother." The drooping eyelashes barely covered the sadness in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)