Jing Jiaren understands what Leng Lintian means, Jing's mother is crazy when she has a seizure, and she will hurt the people around her. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Jing Lady is now likely to lose her child as long as she is pushed a few times.

At this moment, Jing's mother had already knocked down a large blue and white porcelain vase by the staircase.

The debris scattered on the ground, and some splashes cut through Jing's mother's body.

"Whoever dares to come - whoever wants to come and hurt my child, I will kill him!" Jing's mother stroked her abdomen, "Baby, mom will protect you." ”

When the servant saw such a situation, where did he dare to step forward.

Leng Lintian put down Jing Jiaren and walked downstairs quickly.

Where is Mother Jing willing to allow Leng Lintian to get close......

Just as he reached out to grab her, she grabbed the porcelain piece in her hand and slashed at Leng Lintian.

After all, Leng Lintian didn't dare to fight back to hurt Jing's mother, and he was more worried that Jing's mother would hurt herself in the mess.

He simply went straight up and grabbed her wrist.

At that moment, a piece of glass slashed across his palm......

But he still grabbed Jingmu very quickly, snatched the porcelain piece, and picked up Jingmu horizontally and walked upstairs.

"Let me go...... Feng Lie, you can't ...... me like this" Jing's mother looked at her eyes dilately, "This is our child, are you going to murder our biological child?" ……”

Over the years, Jing Jiaren doesn't know how many times she has heard the name "Fenglie" from Jing's mother's mouth.

But it was the first time I saw her go crazy and talk about children.

It was only after seeing the canvas that she was stabbed~ and had a seizure.

One servant picked up the canvas, while the others quickly went to pick up the broken vase.

Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand: "Give me the canvas." ”

took the canvas and looked at Simon Longting's evil and arrogant face.

"Call Dr. Bell right away, and say I'm my mom and I'm having another seizure." After explaining to the servant, Jing Jiaren turned around and followed Leng Lintian's footsteps to the room.

Along the way, it was all blood dripping from Leng Lintian's slashed palm.

Jingmu was placed on the bed and made a frantic noise.

Leng Lintian patiently restrained her body until the doctor came and injected a tranquilizer into her body.

"Wind ......"

Jing's mother's vision was blurred, and the tears in her eyes quickly overflowed and dripped down.

Jing Jiaren looked at Jing Mu who had fallen asleep: "Master Ximen is called Fenglie, isn't it?" ”

Leng Lintian stood up and took the cotton handed by the doctor to press the wound.

"You say, Master Simon's name is Feng Lie?" Jing Jiaren rushed forward and grabbed Leng Lintian's clothes tightly.

He looked down at her, "Isn't that obvious?" ”

She just wanted a confirmation......

"The child she said is the child of her and Master Simon?" Jing Jiaren asked, "Is that child you--or me?" ”

"Your imagination is too amazing," Leng Lintian frowned, "how could it be me." ”

"That's me?" Her heart sank to the bottom.

"That kid has already died," Leng Lintian explained lightly, "Don't worry, it won't be any of us." ”

"The child is dead? How do you know? ”

"The death of a child is the main cause of your mother's nervous breakdown, but of course, there are other combined causes." Leng Lintian stretched out his injured hand, "Wife, should you be more concerned about my injury?" I'm your husband. ”