She didn't want to touch her mother's pain deliberately, but she just found it very strange.

Whenever she brought up the matter of her mother being imprisoned in the underground palace by the queen, her mother's reaction was too flat.

It was so plain that it seemed that the person who had been imprisoned for 20 years was not the mother.

In order to understand the doubts in her heart, Huangfu Liyue fixed her eyes on her mother's shoulder.

"Mother, shall I take a look at the wound on your shoulder?"

Feng Suying subconsciously touched her shoulder with her hand, and said evasively, "Nuo Xi, you don't have to worry about mother. Mother's body has been treated by the best imperial doctor in the palace. The wound has recovered very quickly, and there is no serious problem."

The more mother evaded, the more she felt something was wrong.

"Mother, why haven't you let me check your wounds? You don't believe in your daughter's medical skills, do you?"

She pretended to be sad and looked at her mother suspiciously.

Under her insistence, Feng Suying smiled lightly, and finally replied: "You child, you can think wildly, how can mother doubt your medical skills?"

After finishing speaking, she withdrew her hand from Huangfu Liyue's hand, and said: "Okay, since you want to watch, mother will do as you please."

She deftly unbuttoned her neckline, exposing her shoulders.

Her shoulders were still red and swollen, and were wrapped in several layers of gauze.

Seeing her mother taking off her clothes, Huangfu Liyue raised her hands without hesitation, and took off the gauze on her mother's wound.

On the mother's shoulders, there were two scabs, about half the width of the little finger.

The wound was covered with thick plaster, and only a patch of black and purple could be seen.

Huangfu Liyue could analyze based on experience that the wound was stabbed by some kind of sharp weapon.

Look over mother's shoulder again.

The two black and purple wounds corresponding to the shoulders told Huangfu Liyue that the mother's wound was indeed left by the iron hook piercing through the lute bone.

The swelling around the plastered wound still hasn't subsided, which looks shocking.

Huangfu Liyue frowned faintly, trying to touch her mother's shoulder with her hand.

But before her hand touched her mother's wound, her movements stopped again.

She sighed in her heart: something is wrong!

If my mother had lived with iron hooks for 20 years, the redness and swelling on her shoulders would have disappeared long ago, and old scabs should have formed on the wounds.

But after careful observation, she found that the wound on her mother's shoulder was a little new.

According to the mother's current wound analysis, the mother's shoulder injury should not exceed one month.

Huangfu Liyue looked at her mother's back, and suddenly a terrible thought came to her heart.

Isn't she the mother?

Feng Suying realized that she was staring at her back with weird eyes, suddenly turned her head and looked at her with a smile.

"Nuo Xi, what's the matter? Did your mother's wound scare you?"

When she said this, Feng Suying casually lifted her clothes to cover the wound.

Huangfu Liyue looked at the gentle and considerate mother in front of her, and said very calmly: "No, mother, just looking at your wound, I suddenly felt something.

You have lived with iron hooks for so many years, I can't imagine the pain, nor can I imagine how uncomfortable and hopeless you must have been in the underground palace for so many years! "

When she said these words, Huangfu Liyue showed distress on her face.

But in fact, she was quietly testing her mother.

Seeing that she was so sad, Feng Suying reached out to touch her face, trying to comfort her.

"Nuo Xi, don't be sad, don't worry, in the past 20 years, my mother has not worn that iron hook every day.

The iron hook on my mother's shoulder was put on not long ago when I was trying to escape from the underground palace and was discovered by the queen.

Nuo Xi, don't feel sorry for your mother, those painful days for her are over. "

Huangfu Liyue blinked lightly, her eyes were deep.

Although the mother's words solved the doubts in her heart.

But at the same time, it also made her feel that her mother seemed to say these words deliberately.

Perhaps the mother sensed her temptation?

For some reason, she found herself getting more and more sensitive.

She tried her best to hide the emotions in her heart, and smiled at her mother: "Well, what mother said is right, it's all over, and I will never let you suffer again."

Feng Suying looked at her very lovingly, stroked the back of her hand, and sighed: "What a silly child."

After chatting with her mother for a few words, Huangfu Liyue helped her to the bed and covered her with the quilt.

After that, she left.

In Nuoda's room, Feng Suying was left alone.

Feng Suying sat on the bed, her eyes lingered on the luxurious decoration of the room, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved.

...

Huangfu Liyue walked out of her father's bedroom, still frowning.

Although the mother's wound can be explained, she always feels that something is wrong.

Maybe it was the mother she knew from others, but there was a big gap between her mother in reality.

Therefore, she is always suspicious.

The moment she stepped out of her father's bedroom, she stopped, rubbed her temples, and reminded herself, "Stop thinking about it."

Just at this time, a maid came to meet him.

The maid held a tray in her hand, and on the tray was a cup of tonic.

When passing by Huangfu Liyue, the maid stopped, saluted and shouted: "Princess."

Huangfu Liyue's eyes fixed on the tonic on the tray in her hand.

"what is this?"

"Back to the princess, this is the blood swallow that Queen Suying drinks every afternoon."

"My mother ordered it?"

Huangfu Liyue lifted the lid of the cup and took a look inside.

The color of this blood swallow is rare and superb at first glance.

"When did my mother order this to drink?"

"Back to the princess, Queen Suying gave orders on the first day she moved here."

"understood."

After Huangfu Liyue responded, she didn't ask any more questions.

However, her doubts grew more and more.

She always felt that her mother should not be such a person.

The extravagant style of the room and the high-end food are not the habits of a woman born in poverty, nor the habits of a woman who has been imprisoned for 20 years.

Is she thinking too much, or is there something wrong with it?

She was meditating, wandering in this big palace.

...

at night.

Huangfu Liyue sat at the desk and had a remote video call with Mu Jingchen.

"I've dealt with everything here. I originally planned to go back to Jiangcheng tomorrow, but after chatting with my mother today, I changed my mind and planned to stay in country Y for a few days."

Mu Jingchen saw her worried expression and asked, "What's wrong with your mother?"

She shook her head.

"She's fine, but I always feel that my mother is a little strange, and I don't know if I'm too sensitive."

"Why is it strange?"

After he asked, she told him all the doubts in her heart.

After hearing this, Mu Jingchen asked, "Are you suspicious of your mother?"

"It's not suspicious, but I just feel a little strange, so I want to stay and observe for a few days. You know, I'm more suspicious."

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