Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"Mammy is right, my sect master's wife is confused because of her injuries and is talking nonsense." Sect Master Leng accepted what mama said.

Hearing this, cold sweat broke out on Mammy's forehead. She could imagine that Madam would definitely settle the score with her because of these words.

Even if her original intention was for Madam's good, if she really scolded Madam, she would definitely be punished.

"Sect Master, Madam is waiting for you inside."

Not daring to answer any more, she turned sideways and invited Sect Master Leng to come in.

"Well, this sect leader went to see how my wife is doing." Sect Master Leng said and walked in.

Behind him, seeing the person finally leaving, Grandma let out a long breath and raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat that was about to fall from her forehead.

It really scared her to death. Sect Master Leng never talked too much with servants like them before. What happened today? He actually started chatting with her.

Could it be...

Her eyes moved as she remembered that she had sent someone to ask for the pharmacist.

Could it be that Sect Leader Leng knew about this, so he was trying to remind her to be careful about what happened?

But she has done everything she can to persuade her. If she hadn't been there to persuade her, the madam would have wanted her uncle to be invited, and then things would have really gotten into trouble.

It was obviously the eldest lady who brought it up, what does it have to do with her?

But she didn't dare to say this casually. She was the eldest lady. Even if she said the wrong thing or did the wrong thing, the sect master would at most punish her. Instead, she would end up with a big mouth like her and talk nonsense. people.

In the room, Mrs. Leng, who was lying on the bed, saw Sect Master Leng coming in. She pretended to be half-dead, glanced at Sect Master Leng lightly, snorted softly, and turned her head away, not looking at Sect Master Leng.

She just wanted the man to know how angry she was at the moment and that she had been wronged by what happened today.

"Does this mean you don't want to see my sect leader? Then just stay alone."

Naturally, Sect Master Leng would not tolerate Mrs. Leng's anger. Seeing her like this, he just threw up his sleeves and left. He had had enough of this lady for a long time.

"stop!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Mrs. Leng couldn't let him get what he wanted. She struggled to sit up from the bed and shouted coldly to Sect Master Leng to stop.

But Sect Master Leng ignored her and continued to walk out. She suddenly became anxious, got up from the bed, walked towards Sect Master Leng, and stopped him.

"This is nothing, pretending to be half dead, who are you showing it to?"

"you--"

Mrs. Leng had a bad breath stuck in her throat and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Was it her fault that she had one of her arms cut off? He didn't save his son, but she did. Did she still do something wrong?

"Leng Ye, what do you want?" She gritted her teeth and asked Sect Leader Leng.

Hearing this, Sect Leader Leng looked at Madam Leng with some confusion. He wanted to ask, was it he who wanted to do something, or was it she who wanted to do something to make Yongye Sect uneasy?

"Where's Yi Kun? Why didn't you bring him here? What did you do to him?"

Seeing that Sect Master Leng was silent, Mrs. Leng asked impatiently. What she wanted to see most now was not Sect Master Leng at all, but Leng Yiyu, her son.

Only when she is sure that Yi Kun is still alive and well will she feel like she is alive again.

"Why did this sect master bring Yi Kun to see you?" Sect Master Leng asked her.

"Yi Kun is my son!"

Madam Leng shouted loudly at Sect Leader Leng.