072: Why has there never been love? Next

"Feng'er, have you really forgotten my existence as your mother?" The third aunt looked at Luo Feng sadly, and her eyes were no longer the previous aggressive momentum and conceit. Instead, a mother was looking at her beloved son's deep affection and sadness.

Yang Lang's body trembled slightly. He raised his eyes, looked at his third aunt, and then turned his head, as if he had not put his third aunt in his eyes at all.

"Feng'er, is there only your mother in your eyes, and there is no place for me?" The third aunt's eyes gradually filled with tears, and her body trembled slightly, and even her voice trembled. Fenger, have you really forgotten who is in your baby, holding you in your arms and talking to you happily? Who loves you like a pearl, rice porridge, and patiently feeds you in one bite? When you learn the language, when you take the first step, who is the most gratified and who is the most happy? You are in pain, you are sad, and you are taken good care of when you are sick? Fenger, do you only have power in your eyes, only those things that you can't reach or touch at all, and don't look at what you have now? Is the mother who doesn't even look at you at all really more important than me, the person I have taken care of you for 18 years? It's so important... Would you rather throw everything than earn a breath?"

The words of the third aunt were sad, and the sound destroyed tears, and everyone present was moved. Green Ning, even more sad, sighed gently. She never thought that the third aunt used this soft thought to treat Yang Lang.

However, when you think about it, which mother doesn't love her child so much?

Even if she loves vanity and is greedy for power, in front of her child, her heart is always soft and gentle.

The corners of Yang Lang's lips trembled slightly. His mind was particularly moved, and his eyes were slightly picky, but after all, he still snorted coldly and sneered in a sarcastic tone: "Take care? Love? Your love and care for me is just because you want to use me to get rich and want to make a living in the future! For you, I'm just a tool you use, aren't I?"

Yang Lang suddenly turned around, glared at his third aunt, and said coldly, "What you say is all about asking me to seek power, position and livelihood. What you are saying now are just some high-sounding excuses. What's the use? What's the use?" With that, he opened his arms, opened his eyes, and laughed loudly, "Don't you want power? I'll give you the power, and I'll give you the whole country of the South China Dynasty. Do you want it? Do you want it? Ha...hahahaha..."

Yang Lang's smile was so crazy that it made people feel scared. All the people in the hall looked at him and went on in silence. Huanan Yongjia's thick eyebrows frowned tightly and looked at Yang Lang deeply. His expression was so unpredictable.

"Feng'er..." The third aunt also lowered her head and covered her face with long sleeves and sobbed, "Feng'er, it's your mother who hurt you, it's your mother who hurt you..."

"Luo Feng!" Yang Lang only felt a flash of silver in front of him, and his collar was grabbed. He stopped laughing and saw that it was the delicate and beautiful face that appeared in front of him.

"Luo Feng, you don't know what to do," Lu Ning's black and white eyes were shining with anger. Her face was slightly flushed, and her voice was cold. She stared at Yang Lang and said, "I don't care who your mother is or father is. Just talking about you, a pretentious guy, just because you can't call for the wind and rain, you imagine that you will have a prominent background in an attempt to overthrow the court. Don't you think you're childish?"

The burning anger in these eyes is so dazzling, and there is unquestionable firmness in Lu Ning's voice, which makes Yang Lang have no strength and mind to resist and refute at all.

"Do you think your father can't stay with his mother and is unwilling to do it for him, right?" Lu Ning sneered and said loudly, "But do you feel your father's unwillingness? I've seen the statue. It's in the underground palace. Are those two statues carved by your father? In that statue, you can completely feel his love for your mother and the happiness of waiting. Perhaps for him, being able to wait for your mother so silently, miss her and love her from afar is his greatest happiness and gain. As for possession, as for unwillingness, I believe he doesn't have it. He doesn't have it at all! Don't you know that there is a kind of love called waiting, and there is a kind of love called no regret. It doesn't need to respond or be rewarded. As long as it can know the existence of the other party and see his smile, this is the greatest happiness. Do you understand?"

Lv Ning didn't realize that her voice had slowly choking, and she didn't realize that her eyes had been blurred by tears, let alone that Yang Lang was looking at her in a dazing and thoughtful way. Lu Ning looked at Yang Lang, and then shook his head slowly: "You don't know, Luo Feng, no matter how you correct your surname and your name, you are Luo Feng. You won't experience that kind of love at all. You don't deserve to talk about the love between your father and mother at all. You are completely defiling your father's love with your selfishness! And you are simply a cold-blooded and ruthless person. You don't know what true happiness is, and you don't know how to cherish what you have. You don't know how, as a man, if he doesn't have a chivalrous heart, he will regard a country that has nothing to do with him as his son. What's more, you don't know that as a woman, you have a close heart to a child who has no blood relationship with you. How much love you have to give to eliminate this bloodless gap. You don't know, you don't know at all!"

After saying that, Lu Ning suddenly let go of Luo Feng and watched Luo Feng take several steps back with inertia. Lu Ning's willow eyebrows stood up, but tears involuntarily slid down.

However, she finally raised her head proudly. As long as she raised her head, tears would not flow down. She knew that she had known since she was a child.

"People come," there was a low voice of Yongjia from South China behind him, and Lv Ning only felt that her shoulders were wrapped in warm hands. Looking up, he saw the black eyes full of distress and concern of Yongjia in South China. In his heart, a warm current suddenly rose in his heart, which eliminated the previous sadness in his heart.

After all, you are by my side, aren't you?

Just like such a regretless, such a selfless love waiting. This makes me warm. From then on, there will be no hesitation or sadness in life. Only I stay with you, so quiet, so that it makes people feel at ease.

This may be the predestined happiness, isn't it?

"Your Majesty," a cold voice sounded, and Hua Nanzhuo strode forward and said loudly, "I'm afraid that this rebellion will be undertrial of the originator."