It was a dark night with heavy rain. The young Xiao Jiangfeng was dressed in a torn dress, covered in stolen goods and blood. He curled up and hid under the eaves of the dilapidated thatched hut...

When she approached, he raised his head and stared at her with a cruel and embarrassing look like a lone wolf.

He grinned and bloody howled to her.

At that time, Jiang's mother didn't know what the young Jiang Feng had experienced.

Until later, she stood in the rain with an oil-paper umbrella and watched him all night.

Until the rain stopped and dawn came, the young Xiao Jiang Feng finally couldn't bear the fatigue and pain coming from his body.

Xiao Jiangfeng was unconscious, and Jiang's mother then carried him into the house.

When Jiang's mother took off the sticky clothes on his body for him, she saw that Xiao Jiang Feng, who was only five or six years old, was covered in bruises...

Some of the bloody wounds are still bleeding, some have already scarred, and some have just lost their scars, and the flesh is still a light pink...

Some of the scars were whips, some were wounds from daggers and swords, some were burns, and some looked like animals were biting.

In a word, Xiao Jiang Feng, who was five or six years old, had no inch of intact all over his body.

Although Jiang's mother also lives at the bottom and is used to seeing the secrets in the house, it is the first time she has seen her who has suffered so much abuse at such a young age like Jiang Feng.

"Mom, my son is the top scorer in high school." Jiang Feng said.

Jiang's mother woke up from her memories. After she came to her senses, she nodded with tears and laughter, "Good child."

"Mom, this is Leng Su, and he is also Princess Mingzhu of Dongluo Kingdom, and his son is about to marry."

"Oh, okay, you are all good kids."

"Mom." Leng Su also shouted sweetly with Jiang Feng.

After shouting, she silently stuffed the handkerchief in her hand into Jiang Feng's hand, turned her head and smiled at him.

A cold thing suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. Jiang Feng subconsciously looked down at the handkerchief and looked at Leng Su again.

With eyes facing each other, they all understood the feelings in each other's eyes.

After smiling at each other, Jiang Feng turned to look at Jiang's mother, took a step forward, silently wiping the tears on Jiang's mother's face with a handkerchief...

For more than ten years, my mother has been very kind to him and regards him as her own.

But he rarely took the initiative to get close to his mother and rarely talked to her. He just silently helped her with housework and took care of her when she was weak...

Once upon a time, Jiang Feng always thought that he was unfortunate, and he always thought that if he got close to someone, he would bring this misfortune to whom.

Therefore, even if it was Jiang's mother, he had never been close to her...

It can be said that Leng Su was the first woman he really got close to, and it was also her that made him completely open his heart.

"Driving!"

"Soon!"

Just as the three of them were enjoying the warmth of this moment, a carriage broke out of control and rushed towards them...

Leng Su immediately protected Jiang Feng and Jiang's mother, pulled out the soft sword from his waist and flew forward without saying a word.

"Bang!"

The rope tied with the carriage and horse was cut off with a sword. Leng Su flew on the horse's back, grabbed the reins with both hands and controlled the out-of-control horse with force.

Then, she flew off the horse, handed the reins in her hand to the guards beside her, and then walked towards Jiang Feng and Jiang's mother.

Looking at the beautiful girl coming towards her, Jiang Feng unconsciously recalled her quick and neat kung fu and heroic figure...
Chapter completed!