Lin Zhennan's expression was no longer the free and easy disguised before, his eyes at this time were more stable, but when this gaze fell on Qiao Heng, he involuntarily softened.

As soon as the other party's "Ping'er" came out, Qiao Heng knew that this person was probably someone Lin Pingzhi once knew, maybe it was still an elder in the family or something.

However, whether from the original plot or the memory fragments left by Lin Pingzhi himself, he has never captured such a character called "Zhang Zhen". But the name may be fake, and the face may be changed, what in this world cannot be faked?

Maybe the other party is really familiar with Lin Pingzhi, and they are so familiar with each other that even if they haven't seen each other for many years and have changed their appearance, they should recognize who the other party is at a glance.

But

Qiao Heng chuckled, and then said calmly, "Didn't you recognize who I am?" If you really recognized who he was, how could you think of him as Lin Pingzhi?

Lin Zhennan didn't expect him to say this.

"Ping'er, you misunderstood. 」

He thought about it and thought that he had probably guessed the reason why Ping'er said this.

Maybe it was because when he followed Yue Buqun into Beijing that day, the "Wang Daxia" he pretended to be was recognized by the other party, but for Ping'er's safety, he pretended to recognize the wrong person, and was taken seriously by Ping'er.

Although he himself understood that there was a hardship in doing so, Ping'er didn't know it. They met unexpectedly in the capital that day, but what they were waiting for was not a reunion between father and son, but just a sentence in his mouth, "I just think that this little brother is a little familiar with the old man".

With Ping'er's temper, it's no wonder if he's not angry.

Lin Zhennan took a step forward, a little unsure of where to explain.

He smiled soothingly, "I was sitting in the teahouse that day, and the first time I saw you on the second floor, I knew it was you. I immediately went downstairs and followed you, wanting to recognize you, but I didn't dare. I was worried that something would happen to me, so I didn't dare to recognize you. How could I not recognize you?"

Hearing him say this, Qiao Heng immediately connected him with the man surnamed Wang Jianghu who followed him that day and then appeared with Yue Buqun.

Seeing that he was still indifferent, Lin Zhennan had to completely lower his posture and asked, "Don't be angry with your father, okay?"

Who is the person who can call himself "Daddy" frankly in front of Lin Pingzhi? There is no second person except Lin Zhennan!

The name Lin Zhennan was silently read by Qiao Heng in his heartAt the same time, the figure belonging to Lin Zhennan in his memory emerged from the depths of his mind, and gradually overlapped with the figure of the person in front of him.

Frankly speaking, Qiao Heng has never thought about this possibility. The reason is very simple, because it stands to reason that Lin Zhennan should be a dead man by now.

He knew that the plot of the original book was not set in stone, but the probability that Lin Zhennan could survive from the Qingcheng faction or Mu Gaofeng was too low. Lin Zhennan couldn't stand the torture, and said where the evil sword spectrum was, and he would inevitably die, and vice versa. In the original book, he would rather die than reveal half of the message, but he still failed to save his life?

However, no matter how small the odds were, Lin Zhennan survived.

At that moment, a great sense of confusion and absurdity swept over Qiao Heng. He tried so hard but he couldn't even get a glimmer of life, but why do some people get what they want without doing anything?

"I'm not mad at you. It's just," Qiao Heng struggled to maintain his composure, "it's too late. What's the use of you looking for it now? Your true son has long since died in the hands of Yu Renhao.

"It's not too late, as long as you and I live, it's not really too late. Lin Zhennan corrected.

He didn't let his hidden worries be revealed, and he didn't know what agreement Ping'er had reached with the imperial court, and whether there was room for return.

Lin Zhennan said this interestingly, "As long as you and I am alive", what about Mrs. Wang? Is Lin Zhennan the only one who survived?

Qiao Heng felt that he was indifferently watching everything that was happening in front of him, and he heard himself ask, "Where is my mother?"

Lin Zhen sank in the south

There was silence.

Qiao Heng paused for a moment before replying, "I know. 」

Lin Zhennan took a deep breath and hugged Qiao Heng.

There was a time when when he closed his eyes, he would see the picture of Ping'er being slapped by Yu Renhao, but he didn't dare not look at it, because if he didn't look at his son in his dreams, when he woke up, he really wouldn't be able to see Ping'er.

Qiao Heng was taken aback, but he didn't break away from Lin Zhennan, but gently patted Lin Zhennan's back.

Lin Zhennan saw Qiao Heng comforting himself in turn, and wanted to laugh a little, he said, "I'm not sad, I'm happy. At least Ping'er is still alive.

Suddenly, the wind blew open the door that Lin Zhennan had closed when he entered the house, and then slammed it against the wall. Lin Zhennan knew that Qiao Heng's health was not good, so he turned around first and went to close the door first, he directly plugged in the door with the deadbolt, saving it from being blown open by the wind again.

While Lin Zhennan was closing the door, Qiao Heng closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing rate.

Recently, as soon as it rained, Qiao Heng felt uncomfortable, and the frequency of recurrence of old injuries also increased. And the biggest old wound on this body is on the heart. People with mental illness should not only avoid strenuous exercise on weekdays, but also guard against arrogance and rashness, and avoid joys and sorrows and violent ups and downs in their mood. When he learned Lin Zhennan's identity just now, his mood fluctuated slightly, which was immediately reflected in his body.

Qiao Heng felt bad.

When Lin Zhennan closed the door and turned around, he found that Ping'er's current situation was not quite right.

Qiao Heng supported his forehead with one hand, and clasped the edge of the table with the other, but his fingertips were trembling slightly. He pursed his lips, not moaning or screaming in pain, but no one who saw him as he was not thinking he was in pain.

Before, Lin Zhennan said when he first came in that he felt that Ping'er's complexion was very bad. Now that he was coming again, he nervously asked, "Where are you unwell? Every time I see you, you are taking medicine, is there any injury that has not healed?"

Lin Zhennan put his finger on Qiao Heng's wrist, wanting to take a pulse for him, but as soon as his finger was put on it, Qiao Heng's hand was buckled.

At this time, Qiao Heng didn't have the energy to fight with Lin Zhennan at all, and when the colic in his heart suddenly exploded in his chest, he couldn't do anything.

Qiao Heng said, "Just let me stay alone. 」

It's just that Lin Zhennan doesn't look as good-tempered as before, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't be willful. 」

Qiao Heng knows better than anyone else in this world the problems he is facing now.

He could even perfectly predict the symptoms he was about to manifest next.

Cold sweat will begin to break out on his body, perhaps accompanied by a slight dizziness, plus a certain degree of suffocation, and the internal force flowing in the meridians will be agitated with the beating of the heart.

Lin Zhennan had a slight guess in his heart, and he said, "Is it the injury caused by the heart-shattering palm?"

He took Qiao Heng's wrist again, and the wisps of internal force continuously entered Qiao Heng's body, smoothing the restless internal force in his meridians little by little.

Maybe it's because the internal skills that Qiao Heng used to practice in his current body were originally taught by Lin Zhennan, and the two were born from the same origin, and Lin Zhennan's internal force entered his meridians without hindrance.

Perhaps because of Lin Zhennan's help to soothe and suppress the internal force in the body, the recurrence of the old injury this time is a little better than before.

Lin Zhennan noticed that Qiao Heng's breathing was gradually becoming smoother, and he asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's much better now. The pain that burned with the four meridians and eight veins gradually lessened, and although it did not disappear completely, it was undoubtedly much better than before. Qiao Heng answered truthfully, but he felt that even if he didn't say a word, Lin Zhennan would have a way to maintain the conversation.

Lin Zhennan looked at Qiao Heng without blinking, and saw that the expression on his face did not seem to be fake, so he relieved himself.

"Have you been like this a lot over the years?"

Qiao Heng replied, "Not as often as you think. 」

Lin Zhennan knew in his heart, in other words, this is the case, even if it is not so frequent, but

It happened more than once.

"I've heard that the emperor has asked the imperial doctor to treat you, what did they say?"

Qiao Heng said, "It's nothing more than asking me to recuperate well, don't be anxious, and then prescribe me a bunch of chicken ribs. 」

Lin Zhennan had too many questions to ask, and he couldn't wait to start with every detail of Qiao Heng's clothing, food, housing and transportation in the past few years, but he knew that if he really wanted to do this, Ping'er would definitely think he would be verbose.

He grabbed Qiao Heng's wrist and asked, "Then how did this wound come from?" At the beginning, when he tried to check his pulse, he found a hideous scar on it.

Qiao Hengxin said: I knew someone was going to ask.

He said, "It was just an accident. 」

Lin Zhennan looked at him deeply and didn't talk about the scar on his wrist.

After Qiao Heng and Lin Zhennan's father and son recognized each other, when outsiders were present, the performance of the two when they got along did not change anything. Lin Zhennan is still shown as "Zhang Zhen", and he is still the respectable and amiable Luotuo martial artist in the eyes of Jin and Liu Qin.

However, the number of private contacts between the two has become more frequent.

Since Lin Zhennan learned that Qiao Heng's heart disease had not healed, he came to him from time to time, using his own internal strength to relieve the pressure on Qiao Heng's four meridians and eight veins. This is a very exhausting practice and can only have a soothing effect, and does not do anything to cure the heart disease itself.

Qiao Heng told Lin Zhennan about these situations one by one.

Lin Zhennan said impatiently, "You still need to say this, of course I know. 」

And after Lin Zhennan smoothed Qiao Heng's internal force, he would often stay on Qiao Heng's side for a while.

He said, "Just go about your business, and Daddy will stay there and won't bother you." 」

It's just that Qiao Heng actually hasn't had anything to do lately.

First, he never brought the affairs of the court to his home.

Whether it was an invitation from colleagues to a party, or a guest visiting his home, although he didn't let Kim handle it all on the pretext of being unwell, he was not very happy, and he was not busy in this regard.

At the same time, in recent days, Jin Jin's martial arts entry has fallen into a bottleneck period, and it is only after he has completely crossed this threshold that Qiao Heng can adjust his internal strength and mental method according to Jin Jin's situation.

So this free time, he came with his own temperament.

Lin Zhennan saw that he had come to read a lot of books recently, so he went to the bookstore to buy a stack of books and handed them to Qiao Heng.

Qiao Heng looked at the titles of the books, they were all books such as Mandarin Duck Couples, Clever Marriage Scores, and Ning Xianglu, which even had tactful and affectionate names, all of which were the world that young people love to read.

He actually picked up the books and read them.

And Lin Zhennan did what he said, he said that he would not disturb Qiao Heng, so he really did it.

When the little maid who came to deliver snacks and fruits walked into the room, she couldn't find that there was a third person in the room.

He leaned against the bookshelf with his sword in his hand, and without saying a word, he watched quietly.

The author has something to say: before going to bed I hesitated to continue the pigeon......

But my conscience hurts

Struggled to get out of the bed and finished the chapter

I can't go on anymore, I want to be a good person o_o

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