Feng Liye had never seen such a strong-willed, fearless woman!

She is definitely the first!

He only hesitated for a moment before the tension in his fingers relaxed.

Feng Yuhua hurried over and grabbed Chu Qingge's other hand: "Little guy, can you really save Mo'er? Please hurry and save him!"

"I said, I can save him, but, I want her to pour me tea as an apology!"

Chu Qingge broke free from Feng Yu Hua's grasp, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Yan Liu Yue.

Your son's life is in your hands, you don't have much time! If you don't hurry, when too much time passes, I won't even be able to save him if I wanted to.

"Come to think of it!" Feng Yu Hua was in a hurry.

Let's talk about apologies and gifts later, okay?

Mo Er is already like this! If we don't save her, it will be too late. What should we do?

"Fourth Miss, I respect your forthrightness, but I won't give you this face. There are still shoe prints from this woman on me!"

Feng Yuhua opened his mouth, but he was speechless for a moment and couldn't say a word.

It's really alike, even their tempers are similar!

If it's Nánxīng, in this situation, if the sister-in-law doesn't follow her instructions, she absolutely won't save anyone.

That's really ruthless!

This little girl, I'm afraid, is also a person who loves and hates clearly.

All eyes turned to Yan Liu Yue in an instant.

Even Feng Liye, after giving Chu Qingge a hard look, turned his head and looked at his own mother.

"Mother, it's my fault for failing to teach her well. If she can't save Chen Mo, I will kill her with my own hands!"

No one knew, that even with a smile on her face, Chu Qingge's heart had been ripped apart.

But she was still smiling, and the more she smiled, the more pain he felt in his heart.

"You have nothing to worry about, as long as she offers an apology. Even if it doesn't save Feng Chenmo, you don't need to lift a finger. I will take care of myself."

Feng Liye remained silent.

He knew how heavy his words just were!

But, he never tells a lie!

Yàn Liúyuè's hands trembled incessantly, her cold gaze fixed on Chǔ Qīnggē.

Suddenly, she turned around and picked up the teapot from the tea table, pouring a full cup of tea.

Afterward, a light tap of his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he was standing in the courtyard.

Her voice, imbued with a deep and resonant power, echoed throughout the entire General's Residence: "Princess Nine, I, Yan Liuyue, am blind and short-sighted. I failed to recognize Mount Tai, and have offended Your Highness."

"Yan Liu Yue is here, pouring you tea to apologize. I hope Princess Jiu will be magnanimous and forgive me once! Please, save my son's life!"

This statement, let alone a dozen servants, everyone in this courtyard, even the masters and servants of the nearby courtyards, could hear it clearly!

She poured tea and offered gifts to the Ninth Princess in front of almost half the people from the Duke's mansion, begging the princess to save her son!

She did it!

No one spoke. Feng Li Ye lowered his eyes, unable to bear to look at his mother's solemn face.

Once upon a time, the mother was also a general. In her lifetime, she had never been so humble to anyone as she was now.

For a mother, it's better to be killed outright than to endure such humiliation!

Moreover, the person she was apologizing to was a teenage girl, a junior!

A wave of emotion swept through the crowd.

However, only Chu Qingge remained, a faint smile still lingering on his slightly pale face.

"Since you've offered an apology, consider this tea as me having drunk it. I'm going to save people, all of you get out."

"You!" Feng Sihai's face darkened.

As the head of a princely mansion, a duke holding the prestigious post of Minister of War, he reigned supreme in the court, second only to the emperor.

This yellow-haired girl, dares to kick him out?

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