Chapter 228
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Mrs Yan looked at Yan Yan in resignation.
Did she want to praise Feng Wu? Didn't she want to praise her own daughter? But the problem was, Yan Yan had to be praised in one way or another.
Mrs. Yan looked Yan Yan up and down, left and right. The more she looked at Yan Yan, the more she found her to be worthless. The more she looked, the more she frowned and shook her head.
Yan Yan couldn't take it anymore. "Mum, why are you looking at me like that?"
Mrs Yan said, "Sigh. Apart from cultivation, how can you compare to Miss Feng in any way?"
Yan Yan was frustrated. "Mum, why do you think I'm so useless? Didn't you hate Feng Wu as well? You think she's too arrogant and conceited? "
Mrs. Yan said grumpily, "People who don't have the confidence to be arrogant and insufferably arrogant are indeed annoying, but she has the capital to be so. She's arrogant and confident, what can you do?"
Yan Yan stomped her foot in frustration. "Are you still my mother?!"
"I'm telling the truth because I'm your mother." Mrs Yan rubbed her forehead. "Look at your conscience and ask yourself. Apart from being born into a good family, what else do you have?"
Yan Yan:!!! She really was her mother!
"Although Miss Feng's cultivation isn't good, she has taken a different path, and her future is still bright. Even if you don't look at this, just based on the fact that she has saved us several times, you shouldn't treat her like that. You should respect her more in the future, understand?" Mrs Yan stared at Yan Yan. "I'm busy with your aunt. Don't give me any trouble."
Hearing this, Yan Yan immediately became excited. She grabbed Mrs. Yan's hand and asked, "Mother, was that girl really sent by Concubine Chu? Damn it! If I had known earlier, I would have killed her! "
Mrs Yan smirked. "She's not going to get away this time."
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Mrs Yan and Yan Yan's voices faded away.
Meanwhile, in the tent, Feng Wu shook her head with a wry smile after hearing Mrs Yan's words. She hadn't expected Mrs Yan to compliment her. How unexpected.
Shaking her head to clear her mind, Feng Wu decided to start treating Mrs Ning with the Spiritual Dragon Tongue Grass.
The juice of the Spiritual Dragon Tongue Grass was verdant, and Feng Wu smelled delicious as she cooked it.
"Feed it to her," Feng Wu instructed Granny Qu.
Granny Qu hurried over and fed Mrs Ning spoonful by spoonful.
Feng Xun stared at Feng Wu anxiously. "Is my aunt alright?"
Taking the cub from Feng Xun, Feng Wu said unhurriedly, "Mrs Ning will wake up in 15 minutes, but she's very weak at the moment and has used up a lot of her spiritual essence. She won't be able to take much nourishment. Just give her some liquid food, like plain porridge. I'll come back tomorrow."
After that, she left with her cub.
Feng Wu's cub was very small. Probably because it was born less than a month ago, its eyes were still closed and it smacked its lips, looking very innocent.
"Eh, a little tiger?" When Feng Wu and Qiuling went back, the beautiful lady was embroidering in boredom. Her beautiful eyes lit up when she saw the cute little tiger in Feng Wu's hand. Feng Wu's eyes lit up.
Feng Wu said, "It was born less than two hours ago. I cut it out after its mother died. If I hadn't noticed it, it would be dead by now."
Hearing that, the beautiful lady was overwhelmed with motherly love. Her heart ached for the cub, and she reached out to take it.
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