[Chen Qingling] Meng Yao is a girl

Yu Ziyuan looked at his handsome face with never-before-seen anxiety, and her heart was turbulent again, but she didn't want to be influenced by him anymore, so she simply turned her head to the side and sneered, "It's not what? Adopting her son because of Tibetan color?! Now, do you still come to deny the meaning?"

"Sanniang..." Although Jiang Fengmian really wanted to explain clearly to her, she stabbed him like this again and again, with a distressed expression on her face, "Why can't you trust me?"

"How do you make me believe you?!" With red eyes and clenched fists, Yu Ziyuan burst out, "Do you know how outsiders laugh at me? Jiang Cheng and I will never compare to Zang Se and her son." ! In the future, you may leave him the suzerain of the Jiang family!"

"How is this possible?!" Jiang Fengmian only felt that the person who said such a thing was not clear-headed, and the wife who believed it was even more outrageous.

Meng Yao looked at Yu Ziyuan and Jiang Fengmian, that was enough for the couple, one had a fiery personality, and would rather listen to outsiders than believe her husband, and the other had a gentle personality, but let her wife listen to outsiders' gossip.

When the husband and wife get along like this, each of them should be beaten with fifty sticks, but the two children are pitiful and become cannon fodder for the war between the two husband and wife.

Yu Ziyuan didn't want to continue arguing with him, bent down and hugged her tearful son, gritted her teeth and said to him, "From now on, whoever you want to raise, whoever you want to be the heir of your Yunmengjiang Sect, will Who! Don’t worry about our mother and son! Jiang Cheng just can’t be the Patriarch of the Yunmeng Jiang Clan, but he can also be the heir of my Meishan Yu Clan!”

"Yu Ziyuan!!" Jiang Fengmian wanted to pull her, but she dodged, but she was stopped by a smaller figure.

Yu Ziyuan looked down at the eyes of the young boy who was about the same age as her son, and said sharply, "Get out! Get out of the way!"

"I didn't say anything clearly, Madam Jiang is going to run away?" Meng Yao said, Xiao Wei Ying stood next to her anxiously, very at a loss.

"Run away?!" Yu Ziyuan was furious, but for some reason, she suppressed her pressure and said bluntly, "Both our mother and son gave way to him, what else do you want?!"

Being accused by her sharply, little Wei Ying trembled all over, but Meng Yao was very distressed. Those Yu Ziyuan accused Jiang Fengmian had said too much, maybe even little Wei Ying himself felt that the trouble was his problem, so he did it. There is no bottom line of patience, because he feels sorry for Yu Ziyuan's mother and son.

However, from her point of view, this was clearly not the case.

"Mrs. Jiang, please be careful with your words. As I said just now, Aying won't think about things that don't belong to him, and you don't need anything from your mother and son."

Meng Yao's eyes were calm, and the aura of her body when her face was expressionless made it impossible to treat her as a child. Being stared at by her eyes made Yu Ziyuan feel a little numb in her back, and the hairs all over her body stood on end. A feeling of facing an enemy.

Meng Yao looked up at Jiang Fengmian, who was still hesitating, and said a little bluntly, "Sect Master Jiang, if you don't explain the matter clearly, let A Ying and his mother use their backs to snatch their father and husband This kind of stigma, I will take Aying away now, and I will never step into your Lotus Pier in the future!"

Jiang Fengmian naturally didn't want Wei Ying to leave, but is it appropriate to say this in front of the child?

Seeing his gaze hesitantly looking at little Wei Ying, Meng Yao said, "Please be sure to explain in front of Mrs. Jiang, mother and son, and A Ying. You can rest assured that A Ying can understand and bear it."

Little Wei Ying looked at Jiang Fengmian firmly. Meng Yao really knew him very well. He wanted to know everything about his parents.

Seeing him staring at him persistently, Jiang Fengmian finally let out a long sigh, looked into the distance, and said slowly, "I don't deny that I once fell in love with Wuxian's mother."

Yu Ziyuan's heart felt like a knife was twisting immediately, and the tears she held back fell down again. She hugged Jiang Cheng and was about to leave, but was stopped by Meng Yao again.

"Madam Jiang, why don't you listen to Sect Master Jiang's words? If he is a real man with a heart like iron, you should give yourself an excuse to break up completely, or, are you still reluctant to part with this relationship?"

"Who can't bear it?!" Yu Ziyuan was provoked by her, and immediately hugged Jiang Cheng and sat down on the chair next to her, and said harshly, "Okay, tell me! I'll listen!" Perhaps, after hearing this, she would I was able to wake up completely, and really make a break.

Facing such an aggressive wife, Jiang Fengmian sighed again, and then slowly began to talk about his deepest memories.

"At that time, I was still a fledgling boy. I ran into Zangse who had just come down the mountain during the night hunting with Nagasawa. She had a childish heart, and her personality was as unrestrained and unrestrained as a man. She was always clever. I had never seen her before. Such a girl. We are like-minded and hunted together at night, lived and died together, and traveled around the rivers and lakes. The young Mu Ai, Nagasawa and I both fell in love with this girl when we got along day and night."

Yu Ziyuan's face was numb, her heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles, and her breathing was painful.

"It's just that she likes the wind, likes freedom, and loves the vast sky outside like a bird. As for me, although the Yunmengjiang Sect is not as demanding on etiquette and family rules as other fairy sects, and is more casual, I have always been accepted by the aristocratic family. A child brought up with rules..."