A few days later, Ye Mushen followed Ling Shang back to Canglan Town.

Ling Shang didn't shy away from him, nor did he drive him away.

He was used to hiding everything, but now ......

Those things looked like a mirage from a previous life, and there was no need to hide it.

In fact, Ling Shang also admitted that no matter where he went, no matter what time he was, it was always a very comfortable thing to stay with Ye Mushen.

- as long as he doesn't have that weird, talkative gaze staring at him all the time.

……

The feud retreated at the end of the Canglan River.

The waterfall splashes the stars, and I don't know the fire.

Ling Shang saw him from a distance and didn't bother.

He took Ye Mushen to his mother's former residence and the Ling family's ancestral hall.

The foot of a remote mountain, a desolate manor, a plaque with falling paint......

After entering the door, one step at a time, there was no expected haze color.

It seems that someone took care of it not long ago.

Ling Shang found a portrait of his mother when she was young, which was the first time Ye Mushen saw her mother.

It's more beautiful than he imagined.

Ling Xiao's eyebrows are very thin, almost as delicate as her personality.

In her deeply sunken eyes was a smile that made Ye Mushen feel warm.

Those eyes looked too similar to Ling Shang's.

It's just that Ling Shang's eyes have never been so pure warmth.

Ling Shang ignored Ye Mushen's uncomfortable gaze, simply cleaned up the ancestral hall, and left the manor.

Walk through a slightly winding path, lined with maple trees, and the ground is covered with fiery red maple leaves.

Ye Mushen went to the Taoist temple that had escaped a spring rain again.

Now it's autumn again.

The wind chimes on the eaves are still there.

Not far away, you can see an ethereal river with a layer of red leaves floating on the water.

"Master Jian Zhen...... Originally, he was a Taoist boy here.

Here, you can see the riverside ferry......

Later, his mother went to the capital, and he went with him......"

Ling Shang looked at the wind chimes under the eaves, his expression a little dazed.

Ye Mushen remembered the picture scroll he borrowed from the morning and evening listening to the wind building.

Ling Shang's voice was slightly hoarse, "Mother's matter, she didn't want you to know about it in the first place......

Because she doesn't want you to be like me.

She entrusted you and me to the eldest princess, but I saw things that I shouldn't see.

At the time, I didn't understand what I was seeing.

Later, I figured it out, and I'd rather be blind before that than remember those things.

I thought I would be poisoned too, but he just knocked me unconscious, put it in a huge blue and white porcelain vase, and brought it out of the Central Plains ......"

Ye Mushen's brows were unconsciously locked deeply, and his throat was a little tight.

What happened to Ling Shang, he had already pieced together seven, seven, eight, eight before he was reborn.

But it's still not easy to hear this guy talk about it so lightly.

Ye Mushen didn't complain in the past, when he was abandoned by all his relatives and only had one Ye Mujing to accompany him, where was Ling Shang?

It was only later that he realized his cruelty.

What did he do to Ling Shang when he had nothing?

……

"What more do you want to know?" Ling Shang asked again.

"Whatever I ask, will you tell me?"

Ye Mushen's feelings for his biological mother are very shallow; He wanted to know everything about Ling Shang more than his mother.

Ling Shang nodded slightly.

"Then tell me......" Ye Mushen hooked a strand of his hair around his fingers, "The world is big, but there are still things you want but can't...... Or people? "I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Poison Doctor of the World: The Night Emperor, Please Respect Yourself", and pay attention to "Excellent Reading Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~