Rong Yeqing was confused for most of his life, mistook fish eyes for pearls, and eventually suffered the consequences, being killed by his favorite son.
Only her third son Qin Shuisu, who was abandoned by her, protected her until his death.
She refused to close her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she was back to the time when the famine first struck.
The eldest son raises his ears and turns his elbows outward? Beat!
The second son wants to separate the family because of his sweet talk? Fight too!
The fourth son killed her in his previous life, and he wanted to beat her to death!
Qin Shuisu, who had been rejected by his own mother all his life, was suddenly so favored that he was at a loss.
Rong Yeqing led a group of people to flee the famine in a mighty way, thoroughly implemented the idea that filial sons should be born under the stick, and tamed them into obedience.
When he arrived at the place, Rong Ye Qing took a closer look and was dumbfounded.
Isn't this her unlucky husband who died early?
At night, the tall and handsome man stared at her very closely and said in a deep voice: "Madam, it's time to rest."
Rong Yeqing held his waist and rolled his eyes: "Don't even think about it!"
