King's Landing took her to the back garden, next to the pond where the broken glass had been clipped out for her last time.

The courtyard is deep, the summer breeze is gentle, and the sculpture water bottle pours out and the water flows.

"What I wanted to tell you last night." Mu Ningfu looked at the man, the sparkling light in the pond shone on the man's peerless and handsome face, and a layer of sunset tenderness sprinkled on his sculpture-like figure, which looked sacred and hazy.

Mu Ningfu suddenly lost the courage to continue talking.

"Say......" Nen urged her.

A breath was blocked in her throat, and Mu Ningfu couldn't speak.

Seeing her nervous appearance, the king subconsciously held her hand, comforted her, and led her to the garden lawn.

There's a swing made of big black tires.

"Sit down." The man commanded her.

"Lintian, I have to tell you about that." Mu Ningfu didn't want to sit on the swing and grabbed the man's arm.

"Well, then you say, I'll listen." The man stood still, looking down at her.

In the courtyard, as the sun sets, he stares into her eyes, waiting for her answer.

Mu Ningfu lowered her head, avoiding the man's deep gaze.

"On that day, Hou Miao Street, you also wondered why I was at the scene of the capture of the tiger in the Mekong River." Mu Ningfu sighed, turned around, walked to the front of the swing, bowed her head, and hesitated.

King's Landing followed her, watching her graceful back.

"Lintian ......." Mu Ningfu clenched the fixed chain of the swing, whispered, slowly, and said word by word.

"The tiger of the Mekong River is Shang Xiang and my mother."

After speaking, Mu Ningfu couldn't look at the man anymore, and only looked gloomily at the big black tires that were used as swing seats.

She waited, and she didn't know how King's Landing would react.

The long silence suppressed the lobes of her lungs, and Mu Ningfu only felt that breathing became more and more difficult.

The sunset pulled out the shadows of the two people and spread them diagonally in the courtyard.

The thick black cut of the sword eyebrows were deeply wrinkled together, and King Lintian actually expected that she and the Mekong River Tiger might be related, but the truth was three points heavier than he expected.

The drug dealer is the mother of the girl she loves.

"Your mother, aren't you dead?" After the silence, King's Landing asked her, his voice low and hoarse, revealing disbelief.

"Falling off the cliff, the woods buffered the gravity, and then fell into the karst cave, there was a deep pool below, she picked up her life, and never went back."

Then, Shang Xiang embarked on the road of no return, went deep into the Mekong jungle, got acquainted with the Shangshan Tiger Kunta, reorganized the Mekong poppy economy, did evil, and became a tiger.

This is Mu Ningfu's biological mother.

A trace of helplessness skipped the man's rare and handsome face, the person he had to use in the sky, the person who captured and signed the execution order with his own hands - it turned out to be Mu Ningfu's mother.

It's really a trick.

There was another long silence, and the two of them stayed by the swing all the time, hollowing out each other's stomachs, but they couldn't find the words to communicate.

The man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit them himself.

The first time Mu Ningfu saw a man smoking, King's Landing would only smoke when he was in a bad mood.

After a long time, the smoke lingered, and the man spoke.

"Why did you decide to tell me?"

"She's full of evil, and I can't save her."

"If she is arrested, there is only one way out. She's your real mother. King's Landing puffed out a puff of smoke and reminded her, "You have to be prepared. ”