My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Hearing someone coming, Zhao's mother and son and Song Zixuan subconsciously looked towards the door, but found no one.

Immediately, the three of them thought of Lu Zijia's identity, and there was nothing to doubt.

Although Mu Tianyan and Mu Yunhao were not cultivators, they were also martial artists, so they naturally heard footsteps approaching outside.

However, when they saw the mother and son appearing at the door, the expressions of the Zhao family's mother and son changed.

"Sister Yuhua."

Qi Anyan stood at the door and did not come in, but greeted Liang Yuhua first.

"Aunt Zhao, Brother Ziteng."

Although Zhao Hengliang also called people, he was a little reluctant.

"Why are you here?"

Song Zixuan had seen the photos of the two of them, and naturally recognized Qi Anyan's mother and son, and couldn't help but have some doubts about their appearance.

Because Zhao Wentian has been good to Qi Anyan's mother and son for so many years, the relationship between Liang Yuhua and Qi Anyan is very delicate, and now Qi Anyan is still coming.

This had to be made up for by Song Zixuan's mind, and the mistress brought the illegitimate son to the door to force the main palace to abdicate.

"I know Wen Tian has an accident, so I want to come and see if there is anything I can help."

Qi Anyan first glanced at Liang Yuhua nervously, and seeing that she was not angry, she answered Song Zixuan's words.

Then, as if afraid of Liang Yuhua's misunderstanding, he hurriedly explained, "Sister Yuhua, I have no other intentions, Wen Tian is the great benefactor of our mother and son, so I..."

"I understand." Before Qi Anyan could finish her words, Liang Yuhua interrupted her.

Seeing Liang Yuhua's lukewarm attitude, Zhao Hengliang still couldn't hold back after all, and said a little aggressively, "Aunt Zhao, I know that Uncle Zhao has helped us mother and son unconditionally over the years, which is easy to misunderstand.

However, my mother and I have had a clear conscience for so many years, and my mother has nothing to do with Uncle Zhao.

Over the years, you have sent a lot of people to monitor our mother and son, so you should be more aware that my mother and Uncle Zhao have always been innocent! "

Over the years, if he hadn't kept Zhao Wentian's kindness in mind, Zhao Hengliang would have said this to Liang Yuhua long ago.

Liang Yuhua frowned upon hearing this.

Immediately, she seemed to think of something, and looked at the son beside her subconsciously.

"I know."

Liang Yuhua didn't explain much, just said "I know" indifferently, which is equivalent to acquiescing to the surveillance that Zhao Hengliang said.

Seeing her lukewarm indifference, Zhao Hengliang couldn't help but feel angry, but he wanted to say something, but his mother stopped him.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Qi Anyan scolded her son severely.

Although Zhao Hengliang was still a little unconvinced in his heart, he didn't say anything after all.

Zhao Ziteng looked at his mother with complicated eyes, and all kinds of emotions were churning in his heart.

Mother didn't deny it, she already knew that, he actually did all those things, right?

Also, the one who knew me the most from childhood to adulthood was my mother.

"It's not my mother, it's me. Those people were sent by me and have nothing to do with my mother."

When Zhao Ziteng spoke, Liang Yuhua wanted to stop it, but Zhao Ziteng insisted on saying it.

"To be honest, I used to hate you guys very much, because of you, my dad would often suddenly leave our family behind, and even on my mother's birthday, he left without hesitation to help you.

More than 20 years, more than 20 years, you said, shouldn't I hate your mother and son? "