This palace is not your concubine: don't be mad, Your Majesty

Chapter 321 Mother and son meet, blood spills in the deep palace 6
This woman cried so much that he wanted to cry, he really wanted to pretend, but he sat up on the bed impulsively.

"Have you cried enough?"

Ximen Yi roared coldly.

"Ah! You,, my lord,, I'm sorry,, I'm sorry,,,"

The more the woman talked, the more she cried.

"If you cry again, I will get the hell out of here."

Simon Yi roared.

"My lord, please, please let me go."

Hearing the sound of a woman plopping and kneeling in the dark, Ximen Yi was startled.

Let her go?did he do something

"If you don't want to be kicked out, just shut up and don't disturb my dream."

Ximen Yi said coldly in a low voice.

This is the den of the old fox, he didn't dare to make too much noise for fear that someone would watch him outside.

The woman immediately silenced, Ximen Yi didn't want to lose his temper anymore, he lay down and put his hands on the pillow, he was thinking about why this woman was going crazy?

"My lord, are you coming back from Chiyan Kingdom?"

The woman suddenly asked in a low voice.

Ximen Yi's heart trembled, as if he had heard this voice deep in his memory.

"Um,"

He tried to search for similar voices in his memory.

"Please tell me, my lord, how is their,,, their emperor?"

The woman's voice seemed very excited, and Ximen Yi could hear the trembling of her lips at a distance.

"Aren't you afraid that the emperor will be suspicious if you ask this?"

Ximen Yi's heart trembled slightly, could it be that the old fox really asked this woman to test him?
"My lord, for the sake of my sister Lian Er, please tell me? As long as I know whether he is good or not, I will die without regret."

The trembling weeping of the woman was like five thunderclaps.

Lian'er, sister, could it be...

"You...you are Lin Yujiao?"

Ximen Yi tremblingly said his mother's boudoir name.

He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe that the mother he was looking for was actually in Feng Xiaotian's harem.

He couldn't accept the fact that his mother had become someone else's taboo.

He hoped that the woman kneeling in front of the bed would say nothing.

But he also hoped that he would say yes, the contradiction, the pain, the tears welled up in the woman's soft response.

But he suppressed himself, he didn't let himself rush out of the bed and kneel down, he just told the woman to stand up in a cold voice.

(End of this chapter)