Feng Yuheng finally felt a little guilty about Yao's family. She promised the original owner to avenge him. Later, she was robbed and killed by Feng Jinyuan on the way back to Beijing. Her heart became firm from then on. She actually wanted to get close to Yao's family, and for nothing else, just the most instinctive reaction of this body and the face that was exactly the same as her mother in her previous life made her unable to remain indifferent to this woman.

But she was looking back and forth, and she made too many enemies. Feng Yuheng was never afraid of those people being enemies with her, but she was always worried about revenge. She sent Zi Rui to Xiaozhou, and looked at Yao in the princess's mansion, under her nose, but never dared to be too close, just because she was afraid that people with ulterior motives would try every means to attack them when they saw that she had deep affection for her mother and brother.

But what's the use of not getting close to them? She has the closest blood relationship with them. Whether they are close or not, the facts are all there. She has realized it since the last time Yao was separated, but unfortunately, it's too late.

The deliberate avoidance made Yao's heart gradually alienate from her. The mothers are the most thoughtful, especially to their daughter, even if there is a slight change. The original owner is so indifferent, she is very close to her mother. She reveals her strength without realizing it until now.

Feng Yuheng held Yao's hand and said softly: "I'm not dead, but I don't live happily. My mother is very brave. The knife stabbed him in his life, and the man's root is ruined."

She said in a narrative tone, as if she was talking about something irrelevant, the atmosphere was relaxed and she even had a faint smile.

Feng Yuheng mentioned something when he heard the class walk. That day, she was drunk in Xianya Tower. On the way back to the house, she met Xuan Tianming who had just returned from the camp. Xuan Tianming felt very distressed when he saw her like that, so he rushed to the princess's mansion to find Yao to help her settle the score. Xuan Tianming said a lot to Yao and told Yao that she taught this skill by herself. He and she had known each other in the mountains in the northwest, so it is not surprising that she has so many powerful martial arts now.

Feng Yuheng thought that it turned out that Yao returned to the Feng family to kill Feng Jinyuan. She must have figured it out, wanted to seek justice for her children, and avenged the Northwest for those years. Although she almost died after being killed by this knife, Feng Yuheng was still happy. Yao finally figured it out, and finally stopped rejecting her, and no longer even confused about the father or father. She took the sword into battle and chopped Feng Jinyuan, this shameless person. So from now on, the gap between them and their mother and daughter will be solved, right?

She was a little excited, and when she spoke again, her voice was a little urgent: "Don't worry, Mom, Ah Heng has cured you. We only need to raise you for a while before we can return to the princess's mansion. In the future, Ah Heng will take good care of her mother and will not let her mother suffer any harm."

From urgent to soft words, she even spoke in a little congratulation. At this moment, Feng Yuheng really wanted to please Yao. As long as Yao could be good and no longer think about the true or false, she would take her to live a good life. However, wherever she was, she would remember that there was a mother at home.

Feng Yuheng looked at Yao with full confidence and enthusiasm, but soon, the fire-like enthusiasm gradually cooled down in Yao's cold and unfamiliar eyes. She saw alienation, despair, and helplessness in Yao's eyes.

She was a little scared and asked in a trembling voice: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Yao finally took back that cold gaze from Feng Yuheng, looked at the top of the bed without any hesitation, and after a while, he finally spoke coldly: "Thank you for your kindness, I won't go back to the princess's mansion. Now my father returns to the capital, I'll live with him. I don't have the ability to avenge my daughter, and I don't want to drag you down anymore. You are a person who does big things. Without me, you can live more freely."

Feng Yuheng's hands shivered suddenly, and a deep chill spread from head to toe, making her teeth tremble.

"Mother, what are you talking about? My daughter doesn't understand."

Yao looked at her again, frowned slightly, until she looked very seriously. But at the end, she shook her head and sighed softly, "My daughter is dead."

Feng Yuheng shouted almost like crazy—"No! I am your daughter! I am your daughter!" While saying that, she touched her face with her hands, then lifted all the broken hair on her forehead, and pointed to her face and kept saying to Yao: "Look, take a look, what's the difference? Why do you always say that I am not your daughter? I am Aheng! It's real, just like a fake one!" At the end, she almost shouted: "Mom, why don't you recognize me, why don't you recognize me! Woo--"

For the first time, she burst into tears in front of Yao. At the end of her speech, she said something wrong. Looking at Yao's face, she called out her mother. Yao was originally watching her face carefully under her instructions, and she was even a little dazed and had the same face. Who is Ah Heng, who is this?

But this mother's voice quickly dispelled Yao's trance. Her awakened mind recovered and immediately shook her head and said, "No! I am a mother, I will not be able to recognize the child born after ten months of pregnancy. Although you are exactly the same as her, although your body is indeed her, you are not my Aheng after all. But thank you for living for her. Maybe she is also living for another person at this time. If I recognize you now, one day my Aheng comes back, she will have no mother."

Feng Yuheng, who was on the verge of collapse, was stunned for a moment, as if she was poured from head to toe by cold water. The chill became heavier and heavier, so heavy that she almost couldn't stand steadily.

After all, it’s mother and daughter who are in love. Yao, did she discover something?

Bu Cong once raised the same doubts to her. She was also a little worried at first, but after seeing Yu Qianyin's disguise technique, she knew that Bu Cong's suspicion was limited to the level of disguise. However, Yao's true vision was seen through this skin and through this body.

She was a little panicked, because she was guilty. Suddenly, someone exposed her so clearly that Feng Yuheng didn't know how to continue this sentence.

She staggered back two steps, tripped to the chair, and fell to the ground. Yao's eyebrows and eyes showed a hint of unbearableness, but Feng Yuheng understood that the unbearableness was not for her. She just felt sorry for this body, for fear that she would break it.

Tears slid down drippingly, completely out of control, and she had nowhere to express her grievances in her heart. She wanted to ask someone to find Yao Xian. Only her grandfather could understand her and not treat her as a monster. But Huang Quan didn't sleep all night last night and was sent to rest by her. The class should be nearby, but she had already told her not to show up when she was talking to Yao.

Now, facing this most fundamental problem alone, Feng Yuheng felt so powerless. It seemed that if Yao said a few more words, she had to leave her soul and return this body to others. She was like a child who had stole something, standing in front of the owner of the thing, accepting the owner's accusations, and not having the ability to make excuses at all.

She just sat on the ground and cried constantly, not knowing how long she had cried. Later, maybe Yao was soft-hearted and took the initiative to speak to her: "Don't do this, I won't say it."

Feng Yuheng's brain nerves were stimulated again, and suddenly it started to hurt. The pain made her sit on the ground with her head in her arms and began to tremble.

Yao asked her: "What's wrong with you?"

She wanted to say it was okay, but she had a very bad headache and couldn't speak at all.

Yao was used to seeing Feng Yuheng's strong appearance, and never thought that she would get sick, weak, and be so isolated. So, she didn't think Feng Yuheng had a real headache. She thought Feng Yuheng was pretending and deliberately made a move to her to see her to gain sympathy. Her face became a little heavier, and she spoke a little bit more, and she spoke coldly, "I said I won't expose you, what else do you want? Do you have to force me to perform a show of a mother, a filial son, and I can't do it, I really can't do it. I won't ask you where my Ah Heng is going. I just want you to let me go."

Feng Yuheng's heart became colder and more despaired, and a kind of collapse surged, instantly overwhelming the painful brain nerves. She didn't know where she got the courage, but suddenly raised her head and stared at Yao and said loudly: "Then ask! If you ask, I will tell you! Let me tell you, the real Feng Yuheng died in a mass grave pile in the barren mountains in the northwest. A man and a woman in the broken village gave her medicine and threw it in the mass grave pile to be dragged out at night.

Sold to Zuihua Tower! But they never expected that Feng Yuheng's body was too weak, and that pill that was not fatal was poison to her. She was killed by the couple, and she asked me to avenge her before leaving." She roared at Yao - "Do you know what kind of revenge she is about? It's not that couple, she wanted me to avenge the Feng family, she wanted me to seek justice for her for her! What she hates the most is the Feng family!"

She used her last bit of strength to say these words, and the painful nerve in her mind began to work hard again. She was so painful that tears flowed uncontrollably, while Yao, who was lying on the bed, was shocked by the truth and opened her mouth wide and could not say a word.

Feng Yuheng told the truth about the death of the original owner for the first time. She didn't want to tell anyone, but she couldn't get through Yao's level. She felt that if she didn't tell the truth, she would never get through this level. But what happened after she said it? She had a split headache and really didn't have the heart to think about what to do in the future, but there seemed to be a knock on the door outside, and it was getting more and more urgent.

She calmed herself down as much as possible and soon she heard that it was Zi Rui's voice. The child was shouting—"Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you crying? Open the door quickly and let me in!"

The child didn't know how long he had been shouting. Later, he heard a "bang" sound, and the door was violently kicked open. Then, a gust of wind rushed over, and a pair of powerful and solid arms hugged her, and a familiar big palm kept stroking her head.
Chapter completed!