Yun Xi was a little surprised to find Xiao Yu's pink blue wind chimes in her hands, she picked it up and shook it, and in her mind, a picture appeared, in which Xiao Yu killed Yun Bian and saved Ah Sheng, but Xiao Yu did not meet Ah Sheng when Yun Jing ran away from home, nor did he accept Yun Jing as an apprentice, nor did he have those later, but there was a scene that was very clear.

It was the scene of the Hua family destroying the door, it was Yun Jing who let the Hua family destroy the door, Yun Jing killed her indifferently, Yun Xi was startled, Xu was afraid to forget in his heart, so he saved himself, if he let the ending repeat the same mistakes, it is difficult to imagine what will happen to him.

Yun Xi felt that this would not work, she had to think of a way, but before she could come up with a way, she lost her memory again.

At the end of the winter of the sixth year of Qinghe, a family surnamed Ling in Qingcang Kyoto was nervously waiting for one thing, that is, the Lin family's wife was about to give birth, and the midwife was busy inside, and the husband and mother-in-law were looking forward to hugging the grandson or granddaughter of this grandson.

The servants were excited and worried, if the child was born safely, both men and women, they would be rewarded, and if the child was not born or the grandmother died of childbirth, they would not have good fruit to eat, and only prayed that the concubines of the lord would not do something out of the ordinary.

In this excitement accompanied by a tense strange atmosphere, the young grandmother lowered a daughter, although the snow fell in winter, but the grandfather held the only girl still couldn't smile, although the girl can not inherit the family business, but he is still very happy, because he has so many sons, but for the first time has a daughter, this daughter's identity is no better than other sons, she is the only one born in the Ling family, a child.

It's a shame to think about it, but there is only one of his descendants now.

At this moment, another loud child's cry sounded, and Cang Po happily opened the door with a baby boy in her arms: "Congratulations to the master for being a brother, and he was born with wind chimes in his hand, maybe in his last life, he was a certain immortal."

"Oh, is it? Let me see. The old man of the Ling family picked up this brother, and the brother stopped crying, and the wind chimes grabbed by his two little hands shook and laughed.

Master Ling also smiled, that night on the last day of the snowy winter, Master Ling named his sister Ling Yuele and his brother Ling Fengchime.

It is impossible for a normal child not to open his eyes for a month, and when Ling Yuele could already open his eyes and go around, Ling Fengling still did not open his eyes.

When the people of the Ling family doubted whether this young master of the Ling family was born blind, he miraculously opened his eyes, and when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the young master of the Ling family grew up in a very rapid way, he could already sit in two months, he could stand up in three months, and he could already walk in six months, would a normal child grow up rapidly? The answer is no.

Ling Fengling's sister Ling Yuele is the best example, Ling Yuele is always methodical, at every age, stumbling to learn to do what you have to learn at that age.

Ling Fengchi's amazing growth is not only here, when Ling Fengling was seven months old, he would say Daddy, these relatively simple words, compared to Ling Yuele, who can only babble and say things that he doesn't understand, Ling Fengchime's cleverness is even more highlighted, at this time, some people will always think, the pink blue wind chimes he has been holding in his hands since he was born, he will not be a wind chime fairy in his previous life, right?

When Ling Fengling was one year old, he saw a bird hit the wall directly, and he pulled his mother's sleeve: "Mother, why did the bird hit the wall?"

Not only was his mother taken aback, but everyone present was a little surprised, Ling Fengchi's words were very difficult for children from one to three years old, although the sound was not very accurate, but his meaning was expressed very clearly, and the one-year-old child had already begun to think about why the bird would inexplicably hit the wall, which was very surprising in itself.

But why did the bird hit the wall? The mother didn't know either, she glanced at the servants and shook their heads, and they didn't know either, but at this moment an old woman with a kind face smiled and said, "Because, the bird's eyes can't tell the difference between the paintings on the wall and the bamboo forest, and the wall is a bamboo forest."

"Liar." Ling Fengling turned his head and said solemnly: "The bird's eyes can't see clearly, so how can it eat insects."

"This ......" When everyone didn't know how to deal with this Ling Feng Chime, if they usually thought that the little young master was very cute, but at this time they didn't know what to do, the little young master had a strange temper, stubborn, and wanted to know something, if others didn't give him a reason to convince him, he would not give up.

At this time, a humble boy walked over, he bowed slowly, and said slowly: "The little bird has a very good eye, and it can find the little insects that are hidden, but because of this, it is difficult for it to pay attention to other things."

Ling Fengling frowned, I don't know if I didn't understand it, or I didn't believe it.

The boy took out a peculiar glass artifact, and he handed the peculiar glass artifact to Ling Fengling: "This is a magnifying glass, you take it to see how many cracks there are on the wall."

Ling Fengling glanced at the humble boy suspiciously, this person's eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he did not show a feminine state, but there was a kind of handsome son, warm as jade, and he didn't look like a bad person, Ling Fengling took the magnifying glass and looked at the gap in the wall, Ling Shao's grandmother felt a little ridiculous, and wanted to stop it, but she saw that not far away, Master Ling looked at this scene interestingly, said goodbye, and told her not to be angry.

What can she do, as if she can't stop the master from marrying other concubines.

Ling Fengling saw that under the magnifying glass, he could see the cracks in the wall more clearly, and he nodded happily.

"Then while you are looking at those cracks, can you see this bamboo painting on the wall?"

Ling Fengling shook his head, and the humble boy smiled slightly: "Everyone will and won't, you can discuss your questions with them, no matter whether the answers they give are correct in your eyes, you don't need to worry about it, because they may really not, you can take the question and ask the person you think you know, or read a book."

Ling Fengling seemed to understand, but as if he didn't understand, frowning: "Book?"

"Yes, books, if you want to read books, your father will be very happy."

At this time, Master Ling came over: "Haha, I don't regret being a miracle doctor, Mr. Jiang is willing to be my master."

"Sir." The young grandmother shouted in a low voice, she doesn't want her genius baby to grow up to be a doctor, although the imperial doctor's welfare is very good, but it is not the right way, her son must be a champion when he grows up, be a big official, and shine on the lintel.

But Master Ling glared at her fiercely.