According to Mo Lingfeng, at that time, only Ling Junze was present, and he was very defensive, even though the Mo family and the Ling family were world friends, but he had been studying art in the Ghost Mirror Valley for ten years, and he had no intersection with Ling Junze.

Even though Ling Junze had shown him a cold and sympathetic look for so many years, Mo Lingfeng was still wary of him.

"Over the years, I have found out all kinds of things that Ling Junze has done, and those things are afraid of you when you say them, so I still won't tell you. At the beginning, I took into account your identity, and always thought that if one day, I and Ling Junze faced each other, you would be cold, and I had too many scruples in my heart, so I didn't tell you. ”

"But now, now that I know your identity, you are completely an outsider, not a member of the Ling Mansion, and I don't have to worry much more."

The boulder in Mo Lingfeng's heart fell to the ground, and he told Ling Feng all about his experiences over the past twenty years.

Ling Feng listened quietly, putting himself in his shoes and feeling the helplessness and hesitation in his heart.

Maybe in the eyes of others, people like him are not afraid of anything.

But she could feel his loneliness, full of thoughts but no one to tell.

A few days ago, she was the same. Fortunately, he is willing to be her backer, listen to her thoughts, and give her a long-lost sense of security.

In the past, her sense of security came from her modern parents, and now, in this dream, she is grateful to have him by her side, all the way, overcoming obstacles, and protecting each other many times, otherwise, how can she save the day several times?

"I have done many bad things, my hands are already covered with blood, I have long become a person who is unscrupulous and selfish to achieve the goal, such a me, is it still worthy of your love?"

This question has always been what Mo Lingfeng was worried about, and now, he can finally ask it.

"Then a person like me, who is useless and can't even protect himself, is still worthy of your love?"

Ling Feng asked rhetorically.

Mo Lingfeng smiled with relief, understood her intentions, and didn't ask anymore.

"How can there be a perfect person in the world, feelings are inherently nothing, the two are happy, only willing or not, not worth it or not, understand?"

Ling Feng said solemnly.

Mo Lingfeng naturally understood this truth, but he never thought that one day a woman would say this to him, and his heart was even more moved.

He nodded, "Yes." ”

Ling Feng smiled calmly, in her relationship, only tolerance and understanding can last for a long time, she is a woman in the new era of the 21st century, how can she not understand the truth.

No one is perfect, whether it is in a dream or in reality, it is impossible to find a perfect person, only love can be tolerated.

After about two pillars of incense, Mo Haotian still didn't wake up.

"Why don't I come over every day to feed my dad and drink blood, maybe it will work if there are more times."

"I know you're comforting me, let's go, I'll get the secret medicine from the Seventh Prince, maybe that's the only way to revive my father."

"The pill in the palace is said to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but over the years, there have been countless people who have broken into the palace and taken the pill, and they have never returned, the seventh prince is a person in the palace, and I am now doing things for him, and I have won his trust."

Mo Lingfeng walked back with Ling Feng and explained to her.

Ling Feng felt deeply, even if she had not experienced the affairs of the court, but she had watched countless TV series, how could the treasures in the palace be easily obtained by others?

She could roughly imagine that it was no wonder that Mo Lingfeng sometimes disappeared, it turned out that he was doing something for the Seventh Prince.

"You have to be careful of the Seventh Prince, water can carry a boat and capsize a boat, he trusts you now, it's just because you help him do things, in the end, you are just a chess piece, he is likely to turn his face and deny people."

Ling Feng kindly reminded.

"I know, you're worried about me, and I'm glad."

Mo Lingfeng was a little surprised, Ling Feng listened to him tell him about his experience over the years, not only was he not afraid, but he also saw these things very clearly, and put himself in his shoes.

This woman has made him feel like a spring breeze in his heart countless times, and the loneliness of many years has been swept away.

In the hall of the mansion, Mo Lingfeng carefully wiped the blood on Ling Feng's palm, inevitably touching the wound, very cautious.

Mo Xiaoqi watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his young master was a person who licked blood from the knife's edge, and he was really the person on the tip of his heart, so he cared for him so much.

Mo Lingfeng's appearance is similar to the murderous appearance of locking himself in the room some time ago, Ling Feng really controls Mo Lingfeng's joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

"It's going to be dangerous to be around people like me, the assassination that you and I suffered when we first met, and the last time in Yuefang Pavilion, those people came for me, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, because I know that you will protect me, not to mention that you are my sweetheart, by your side, even if there is danger?"

Mo Xiaoqi felt goosebumps fall to the ground, others were in pairs in front of him, and he didn't even have a crush. But now Mo Lingfeng is often smiling, and he is happy for Mo Lingfeng in his heart.

"Oh, by the way, Yiyi often comes to me, she is interested in Xue Beijie, and always asks me to arrange for her to meet Xue Beijie, how do you think I can deal with it, how embarrassing, Xue Beijie hates me now, it's too late for me to hide."

Ling Feng is used to pouring bitter water on Mo Lingfeng, in the Mo Mansion, she doesn't have to worry about the wall having ears, the mansion is full of people that Mo Lingfeng can trust, and the top and bottom are all of the same heart.

"Shangguan Yiyi?"

"Hmm."

Ling Feng responded.

"Young master, look at it, the painters in the city have painted you vividly."

Before Mo Lingfeng could answer, he saw an old slave in the mansion holding his portrait, walking in with a foolish smile on his face, and showing the portrait to him and Ling Feng.

When he entered the mansion, Mo Lingfeng had already introduced that this old slave was his mother's dowry maid, and he had been in the Mo Mansion for more than 20 years and had never married.

Mo Lingfeng lost his mother when he was young, and the old slave is now equivalent to his mother in Mo Lingfeng's eyes, and he doesn't have to be bound by etiquette.

"It's so well drawn."

Ling Feng looked at the person on the portrait, then looked at Mo Lingfeng, and exclaimed.

Mo Xiaoqi also came over and took a few looks.

In just one day, when the people in the city learned that Lin Xi was Mo Lingfeng, various painting workshops immediately sold his portrait, and the old slave muttered that he had finally bought a portrait.

Nowadays, Mo Lingfeng's portrait is very popular in various art studios, as soon as it is placed on the counter, it is immediately sold out, and there are many reservations, which has long overshadowed Xue Beijie's limelight.

Mo Xiaoqi had heard about this matter a little, but it was not a big matter, and he didn't report it to Mo Lingfeng.

With Mo Lingfeng's temperament, he will not take these boring things to heart.

"Xiao Qi, immediately notify all art studios not to paint my portrait."

Why?

Mo Xiaoqi answered yes and went to do it immediately. Although I had doubts in my heart, I didn't ask.

The master's order is unquestionable, he is an errand runner, and he can do good errands.

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