"This...that..." Mu Ling was speechless. She had never considered how to answer this question. Facing Ling Fan and Ling Xinyu's puzzled gaze, she whined and couldn't say a word for a long time.
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There was clearly a flash of hesitation and even a hint of fear in her eyes. What was she afraid of? What was her identity?
Ling Fan and his mother looked at each other. They were sure that Mu Ling had no intention of them, and there was nothing worth Mu Ling's spy on them, but where did this girl pop up? She seemed to know Ling Fan and Ling Xinyu very well.
It was obvious that he met Ling Fan in Haining City, but he would know Ling Fan’s home in Jianyang.
"Mom Ling, can I say a few words to you alone?" After thinking for a long time, Mu Ling finally bit her teeth, glanced at Ling Fan and Ling Xinyu, and finally, as if she had made some major decision, she whispered this.
Sentence.
For some reason, this simple sentence made Ling Fan feel trembling and a sour feeling surged into his heart. His state of mind that had not changed for several months was just a silence and restlessness.
"What's wrong with me?" Ling Fan didn't know why he had this emotion. He only knew that when Mu Ling said this, his heart twitched violently, as if he was injured.
Ling Xinyu is so experienced. Naturally, he can see some changes in his son's mood. He understands Ling Fan's mood when he wants to know Mu Ling's identity, but she must respect Mu Ling's thoughts. He waved his jade hand: "Fan'er, you go first."
I went out and had been rushing for so long, so I should be tired and go and have a good rest."
Rest? Ling Fan smiled bitterly. There is no mood to rest now. Regardless of Mu Ling's identity, he must also understand the current situation in Feng'anfang City.
But my mother naturally could not disobey her words. After looking at Mu Ling, who was buried in her chest, Ling Fan sighed, held his fists and bowed, and finally left the room and brought the door with him.
Naturally, he would not go to rest because of this, but went to the old housekeeper to clarify the current situation and crisis of Feng'anfang City, without asking for a thorough understanding.* At least he had to know how to calm Feng'anfang City for the time being.
In the room, there were only two girls, Mu Ling and Ling Xinyu. Even though Ling Fan left this place, Mu Ling still struggled and had not spoken for a long time.
Ling Xinyu caressed Mu Ling's hair lovingly. She didn't say anything, but just told Mu Ling with her actions that she would say anything, even if the sky stepped on her, she would hold her back.
"Mom Ling, can you agree to Mu Ling. After knowing my identity, don't tell Brother Ling." After careful consideration, Mu Ling finally opened her red lips. But she didn't want to show her identity, but asked Ling Xinyu to agree to her conditions first.
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Seeing her cautious and serious appearance, even Ling Xinyu frowned. Could it be that Mu Ling's identity is really so terrifying that she can't even know her own son? But if that's the case, why tell yourself?
"Ling'er, you should know Fan'er's temper. He likes to follow the root of things when doing things. Once some things are caught by him, he will bite them. Now he has become interested in your identity.
It seems unlikely to keep it hidden."
As Ling Fan's mother, Ling Xinyu naturally knew his temper. It was because of this. So Ling Xinyu has not told Ling Fan yet, and even a little news was not revealed to him.
He chased to the end, after all, he did not have the ability to track down.
Now Mu Ling's identity is obviously very interested in Ling Fan. How could he give up easily? Besides, it is an extraordinary time, and everyone around him must understand the background, so that it will be beneficial to the next series of plans.
Mu Ling obviously knew Ling Fan's personality, but she insisted: "Mom Ling just needs to agree to Mu Ling. I believe that after Mom Ling knows Mu Ling's identity, she will not tell Brother Ling, because she will only do it. Drag Brother Ling Fan into the bottomless abyss, or even to pieces."
"So serious?" Ling Xinyu's pretty face changed and she looked at Mu Ling deeply. In the girl's eyes, she saw helplessness, fear, reluctance, sadness and even despair.
Why does the little girl who is lively and even a little shy on her face hide such emotions and thoughts in her eyes? What exactly does she hide?
"Wait, Mu Ling, Mu Ling, can you say..." Ling Xinyu murmured a few words, as if she had thought of something, and almost exclaimed in surprise. She covered her red lips with her jade hand and looked at Mu Ling again The eyes have become strange and even incredible!
"It seems that Mother Ling has guessed something." Mu Ling admired Ling Xinyu's analytical ability and no longer concealed it: "Mother Ling is right. When you were pregnant, you were injured, and the master tried to save her. You tried everything to send me to your side. At that time, I just took shape and spent all my strength to save your life. After all, I finally saved Brother Ling Fan after all my hardships."
Speaking of this, Muling paused, saw Ling Xinyu's almost heartbroken expression, and continued: "I did not disappear after exhausting my strength, but entered your body, and finally integrated into Brother Ling Fan's body, using it Brother Ling Fan's body was to restore his energy. Until a year ago, I quietly escaped while Brother Ling Fan was sleeping and met him."
At this point, Ling Xinyu had already fully understood Mu Ling's identity. Even though she was extremely shocked, she could still accept it. It just reminded her of the past, and the sad tears could not be controlled and flowed down again.
At this moment, Mu Ling lowered her head. She seemed to have thought of something tragic, and she even choked up.
"So since Fan'er was born, you have been absorbing the power in Fan'er's body, causing his bloodline to be completely suppressed, and the blood concentration cannot even reach the basic bloodline warriors?" Ling Xinyu continued: "No wonder, no wonder Fan's I'm not a blood warrior, so that's it."
"I'm sorry." Mu Ling wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I was already asleep at that time and didn't know what my body was doing. If I knew, I wouldn't have affected Brother Ling Fan. However, Brother Ling Fan's bloodline was still very good at the beginning. Weak, it seemed that I felt my power, so I sealed myself. The blood in his body was still there, but it just needed an opportunity to open it."
Speaking of this, Mu Ling regretted it very much, and could even be said to be resentful to himself. In fact, Ling Fan should have been a blood warrior, and he should not have been expelled from the family, but it’s a pity...
"Silly boy, how can you blame you?" Ling Xinyu hugged Mu Ling in her arms. Mu Ling finally couldn't control her anymore and burst into tears in grievance.
The two women did not make things clear from beginning to end. Perhaps only they could understand the profound meaning of their tacit conversation. Even if someone eavesdrops, they would never know what they were saying.
And that's the case. Just when they finished the conversation and only knew how to cry, Ling Fan trembled all over his body by the window. Yes, he still wanted to find out the truth, so he shamelessly chose to eavesdrop.
But this eavesdropping did not resolve his doubts, but instead made the doubts in his heart heavier and deeper. Why did the mother guess Mu Ling's identity? Why did the mother feel so sad when she mentioned that forgetfulness? Why did Mu Ling save him
The mother she was pregnant? Isn’t she one year younger than herself? And who is the master she mentioned? Why did he save his mother?
There are so many doubts. Ling Fan regrets the shameless eavesdropping. He would rather not know that there is still unknown secret in his mother's heart. He would rather think that Mu Ling was a strange girl he met at will. In that case, he would
You will not be worried, nor will you be as confused as you are now.
"The truth is just because I am not strong enough, so I have no right to know the truth." Ling Fan covered his stomach: "It turns out that there is blood in my body, it is just self-enclosed, but how to open it, who should I ask?
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In fact, there was still a clue in Ling Fan's heart, but he didn't want to think about it or face it. That was Mu Ling's so-called master, the person who saved his mother's life at all costs, would he?
It's...father.
Yes, what a sensitive two words, these two words have not been in Ling Fan's dictionary since childhood, just because he didn't know the true meaning of these two words. He has never seen him, and has never felt his.
Care, and even rolled his eyes because of these two words since childhood. Ling Fan's self-protection consciousness made him choose to forget these two words.
So even if he has the conditions to start now, he still chose to forget and ignore it. Perhaps only when he accepts these two words can he explore this clue.
Thoughts have never stopped. Ling Fan has quietly left here. Although the conversation between Mu Ling and his mother is full of mysteries, this mystery will not make Ling Fan lose it, but will make him full of fighting spirit.
"When I get the strength, the truth of everything will be revealed before me."
It was this decision that made him temporarily seal all the doubts in his heart, not thinking or caring about it, and a signature smile appeared on his face. He found the old housekeeper and the two sat down in the living room.
"Young Master, you have really grown up, and I am almost unable to recognize you." The old butler's face was full of love, and his voice was filled with endless vicissitudes and feelings, as if he was happy for Ling Fan who grew up.
"Butler Ling, you have not changed, you are still young." The butler of the Ling family always had to follow his surname Ling. Even Ling Fan didn't know the real surname of the old butler, and maybe he had forgotten it himself.
The little flattering came, and the housekeeper shook his head and scolded: "The young master still makes jokes about old slaves. The old slave is about to have a great-grandson, so how can he be young?"
"Haha, then I have to congratulate the butler." Ling Fan laughed and gave his sincere blessings, but the tone also changed at this moment, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Old butler, it happened all the years since I was not here.
What? Please tell me everything. I hope there will be no omissions. Once there are any omissions, Feng'anfang City may be really over!"
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