After everyone left, Ling Fengchen was very puzzled by Rong Yan's approach, and immediately asked Rong Yan: "Why did you do this?" I didn't intend to embarrass my brothers when I thought of brotherhood, and I didn't want them to get involved in such a thing for no reason. Ling Fengchen's tone was not very good, and he even felt that Rong Yan was a little distracted.

"Don't say yes? Do you want to make them uneasy? And then watch you be a little stronger, and finally have to point the finger at you for self-preservation? Look at your brothers against each other? I don't have that hobby. Rong Yan's eyes turned to Ling Fengchen, his tone was light, and he told Ling Fengchen directly about the matter in sharp words.

Ling Fengchen was a little stunned after hearing this, standing there, as if thinking about something, he didn't speak until Rong Yan said goodbye and was about to leave, Ling Fengchen said softly, "Hmm." Daigo seemed to understand something, but in this moment, Ling Fengchen seemed to have grown up a lot.

After speaking, Rong Yan left in a hurry, leaving Ling Fengchen alone in the front hall to think, Ling Fengchen suddenly realized something, suddenly sat on the stool, sighed and muttered, "Is this the man you like?" That's the man you like. ”

Ling Fengchen saw Rong Yan's methods, he was really a little ashamed of himself, Rong Yan's bearing was really extraordinary, on the other hand, how could he compare with Rong Yan? He silently put away his thoughts about Zhao Yunling, determined to make himself stronger, just like Rong Yan.

The next day, when Ling Fengchen saw Rong Yan again, there was less pride and more respect in his tone, and it happened that the two of them had something to do, and they went out of the side door together, Ling Fengchen actually paused and nodded to Rong Yan, "You go first." As he spoke, he looked to the side, and the expression on his face was obviously a little awkward.

Ling Fengchen was no longer embarrassed by Rong Yan, the atmosphere between the two became a little unfamiliar, the changes in Ling Fengchen's body, although Rong Yan was aware of it, he didn't take it to heart, Rong Yan still treated Ling Fengchen with courtesy, and was not affected by the previous incident in the slightest, Ling Fengchen admired Rong Yan even more.

At this time, Zhao Yunling had recovered from his injuries, and after a few days of recuperation, Zhao Yunling's face was also a lot ruddy, and he had been thinking about going to see the Holy Son, Zhao Yunling was finally able to move freely, so she hurriedly dressed up and hurriedly ran to see the Holy Son.

Thinking about what the boy would like, Zhao Yunling wanted to go out and buy some, but he didn't come up with it, and the maid who was in charge of taking care of Zhao Yunling recently comforted: "The child is a piece of meat on the mother's body, how can the mother get a gift when you meet?" Even if you go, it's a big deal to ask when the time comes, and then it's enough to let someone send it. Zhao Yunling was indeed a little flustered, and only reacted after hearing this.

"Kid, I'm in, do you have anything you want to eat?" Zhao Yunling looked at this lost son, his eyes were red, his voice was a little choked, he forcibly finished speaking, patronized and greeted the Holy Son, and when he didn't pay attention, he actually ignored Rong Rong a little, but fortunately Rong Rong didn't mind this, and got along with the Holy Son very well.

The Holy Son was very sensible, lowered his head, put the gadgets carved in his hand in Rong Rong's hand, shook his head and said that he didn't have anything he wanted, but after a while, he turned back and asked Rong Rong, "What do you want to eat?" I'll buy it later. ”

"I want to eat preserved fruit." Rong Rong's eyes widened, she suddenly thought that she hadn't eaten preserved fruit for a long time, paused, and said a little embarrassed, "It would be better if there was preserved meat." "After all, in this world now, dried meat is indeed expensive, seeing that the Holy Son nodded and jumped to the side, Rong Rong took the toy given by the Holy Son and ran to the side to play.

The Holy Son wanted to get up and go out to buy, he suddenly realized that Zhao Yunling didn't really want to ask him what he wanted to eat, but wanted to talk to him, and the Holy Son sat back again, the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward, or the Holy Son opened his mouth first, "Mother, what do you want to eat?" I'll go out and bring it back to you later. ”

"No, no, I'm just here to see." Zhao Yunling waved his hand, afraid that his actions would restrain the child, and hurriedly said that he was fine, but Zhao Yunling's body did not move, his eyes were still staring at the Holy Son, motionless, looking at his eyebrows, his eyes, and his small movements, it was like a copy of Rong Yan.

She suddenly felt that her actions might bring embarrassment to the Holy Son, so Zhao Yunling licked her lips, looked out with her eyes, glanced back from time to time, and rubbed her fingers, "How are you doing?" Still used to it, right? Is there anything you find inconvenient? Can you tell me. Zhao Yunling has a blind chatter without a match.

The Holy Son is not squeamish at all, his temper is worn out in the Holy Sect, and he can adapt to it wherever he goes, at the moment, the Holy Son has a smile on his face, it is specially trained in the Holy Sect, the smile of the Holy Son is heart-wrenching, and he stood up and saluted Zhao Yunling, "I'm fine here." Zhao Yunling saw that the Holy Son was still a little rusty with himself, and his heart was empty.

After a while, Rong Rong happily picked a flower from outside and came back, and put it on Zhao Yunling's head, Rong Rong suddenly found that Zhao Yunling had a white hair, hid it with the flower, and then patted a sycophant, "Mother, you want more hairpin flowers in the future, how beautiful you look." Rong Rong held Zhao Yunling's face with both hands and looked at it.

"Do you think it's good?" Rong Rong opened her eyes wide, looking at the Holy Son, waiting for him to answer.

was asked by Rong Rong suddenly, the Holy Son became serious, looked left and right, Rong Rong saw that the Holy Son was more serious, and quickly winked at the Holy Son, and asked, "It's good-looking, right?" Pretty good, right? ”

Seeing Rong Rong's eyes, the Holy Son suddenly realized and nodded hurriedly.

"Really?" Zhao Yunling looked at a pair of children, smiled with satisfaction, took Rong Rong's hand, sighed, and said to Rong Rong: "Fortunately, fortunately, the family is still together, this is the best." Rong Rong hugged Zhao Yunling's neck, very happy, after what happened last time, she could also feel the deep meaning of Zhao Yunling's words.

Rong Rong's hand touched off a petal, the petal fell to the ground, and the Holy Son seemed to have a drop of water in his head, and he felt something flowing into his head, it was some memory fragments from a long time ago, and there seemed to be Zhao Yunling in each fragment, as well as Rong Rong and Rong Yan, the Holy Son frowned, holding his forehead with one hand, and his head ached violently.

Seeing this, Zhao Yunling hurriedly stepped forward, stroked the forehead of the Holy Son, frowned, and asked the Holy Son worriedly in a mother's unique tone, "What's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? I also compared it with the temperature of my forehead and found that there was no abnormality, so I was relieved.

"I'm fine." The Holy Son felt that the room was a little stuffy, and ran out after saying a word to Zhao Yunling, the Holy Son frowned tightly, all this in his mind surprised him, all this was like an illusion, and the things of the past faintly appeared more and more clearly in his mind, those strange places, flowers and plants that he had never seen.

Rong Yan remembered that Zhao Yunling was injured for him, and where he covered his heart, he actually felt distressed, and the pinprick-like pain made Rong Yan start to break out in a cold sweat.

In order to get to know the Holy Son and himself better, Zhao Yunling specially arranged an outing, for this reason, Zhao Yunling began to prepare food early, busy with everything, the two children were also very happy, wanted to help, and were pushed aside by Zhao Yunling.

The Holy Son and Rong Rong went outside, they were a little restrained at first, but this is the field, there is no one at this time, Rong Rong took the Holy Son and ran wildly, and after a while, the two children played in the field, and Zhao Yunling prepared food to watch the two frolic on the side, "Okay, okay, let's play later, let's eat something first." ”

"Mother, this is really delicious, I will learn to make it in the future." Rong Rong picked up the delicious and praised it, Rong Rong and the Holy Son were sweating profusely, the two of them devoured it, and they didn't see it at all, Zhao Yunling looked at the two children who liked to eat the same thing, and happily told the two to eat slowly.

Rong Rong played with the Holy Son again, Zhao Yunling thought that although the two children had gone through these things, they were still very healthy, and he was very happy, and turned his head to look at them with a relieved face, the two children were tired from playing, and they fell asleep on Zhao Yunling's shoulders unconsciously, and the two children snuggled up to Zhao Yunling, which made Zhao Yunling feel very happy.

Zhao Yunling looked at the sunset in the distance, Zhao Yunling's tears flowed wantonly, in order not to wake up the child, his body trembled a little, the holy son woke up and looked at Zhao Yunling, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" Are you crying? Zhao Yunling shook his head and said that he couldn't open his eyes just because the wind was blowing, which woke up Rong Rong.

Seeing that it was late, Zhao Yunling went back with a pair of children, and the Holy Son saw Zhao Yunling, who had been busy living, and hurriedly asked Zhao Yunling to sit down, beat Zhao Yunling's shoulders with both hands, and said, "Mother, I'll give you a beating on the back." Zhao Yunling was beaten on the back by the Holy Son's small hand, enjoying the rare joy of family.

Looking at the appearance of the little adult of the Holy Son, Zhao Yunling felt more and more like Rong Yan, and became more and more sure that the Holy Son was her son, and after a while, Zhao Yunling stood up, touched the Holy Son's head, looked at the Holy Son with a loving face, and said gently: "Child, I'm not tired, you go and rest quickly." ”

"Okay, but I'd like to help you first, and I'm done with that." The Holy Son smiled slightly, he was very obedient, but he was also very sensible, he didn't want Zhao Yunling to work too hard, and insisted on helping Zhao Yunling finish the housework before going to sleep, Zhao Yunling looked at the back of the Holy Son, smiled, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

Zhao Yunling couldn't help but imagine that when he was old, he had both children and daughters, but now that the memory of the Holy Son had not been restored, Zhao Yunling couldn't help but feel suspicious, frowning slightly, and didn't understand what was wrong, although it remains to be verified whether the Holy Son and Yi are the same person, Zhao Yunling has already regarded him as his own child.

Ling Fengchen hummed a little song all the way, he happened to pass by, but saw Zhao Yunling's eyes, loss and hope were intertwined, Ling Fengchen was a little unbearable, strode over, and interjected: "A little suspicious? You can drip blood to recognize your relatives. ”