The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 402 From Princess to Prisoner (6)

AhZi burst into tears and said: "Woo... the prince is here..."

"Yi Ting."

At the critical moment, the woman beside Ah Zi suddenly made a sound, interrupting what A Zi wanted to say.

Liu Yiting narrowed her eyes and turned her head to look at the luxuriously dressed woman.The woman's face was haggard and old, and there was a complex emotion in her eyes, which seemed to be either joy or sadness.Can't help but ask curiously: "This aunt? Do we know each other?"

The woman gnawed, her hands trembled slightly, and her arms seemed to weigh a thousand catties.As if a century had passed, she stroked Liu Yiting's forehead hair, and carefully watched Liu Yiting's hair and eyes, from top to bottom.

"Ah." The woman exclaimed, staring at Liu Yiting's wrist in pain.She pulled out the silk handkerchief that she carried with her, and retracted her hand in mid-air, asking lovingly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Liu Yiting replied politely.Immediately lost interest in women.

She looked at Ah Zi.Ah Zi lowered her head and kept wiping away her tears.Is it necessary to snot and cry?She is not dead, she should be happy to be alive.

"Yi Ting, I'm your mother." The woman burst into tears.Liu Yiting's mother, Prime Minister Liu Yan's first wife, Du Nianshuang, lost her voice.

Liu Yiting was shocked, and looked at the woman again. She had only seen her for three years. Why did it seem like 30 years had passed?
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Above the lobby of Shuntian Mansion.

About time passed for a cup of tea.

The chains on Liu Yiting's hands and feet have been removed, and she feels relaxed.

She looks to the left.

A'Zi supported Du Nianshuang, both of them were red-eyed, sucking their noses, wiping away the teardrops from the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs from time to time.

AhZi sobbed: "Madam, Miss will be fine."

Du Nianshuang patted Ah Zi's arm and comforted her, "Don't be too sad."

Liu Yiting rolled her eyes. In their eyes, she should be resurrected from the dead.It's understandable to weep with joy, why do you always feel that she is terminally ill and will die soon?

(End of this chapter)