Dongfang Yu hated Lin Qianli for killing Cangyuan, Lin Qianli was very Dongfang Yu's father designed to kill Cangyuan, and the two grabbed each other's mistakes and hated each other.

After Dongfang Yu walked far away, Dongfang Jing looked back, there was no trace of Lin Qianli on the box in the distance, he turned around and caught up with Dongfang Yu, although he had doubts, but this was the matter of the head of the family, and he had no right to ask.

"If Jin Ling asks, do you know what to say?" Dongfang Yu said as soon as he got into the car.

Dongfang Jing fastened his seat belt, started the car and nodded, "Got it." ”

"Call me when it's time." Dongfang Yu sat in the back seat and closed his eyes to recuperate, the recent incident at the garbage disposal plant gave him a headache.

"Yes."

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After Jin Ling drank a few glasses of water, the dizziness was relieved, since she took Du Chengyuan's case, her headdress has become more and more painful, and her hair has fallen out a lot.

"If my sister-in-law is not feeling well, go back to the room and rest." Zijin looked at Jin Ling's ugly face and reminded.

Jin Ling really wanted to sleep, "Okay, then you remember to call me when Dongfang comes back." ”

"Got it, I'll definitely inform my sister-in-law when my brother comes back." Zijin responded with a smile, knowing that the two of them were important to each other in their hearts.

Jin Ling took something upstairs, his brain was dizzy, he saw that everything was ghosted, Jin Ling threw things on the ground as soon as he returned to the room, fortunately there was a thick wool carpet on the ground, don't break it, she will wake up and cry wolf, Jin Ling fell into the soft bed, and fell asleep.

Just when Jin Ling fell asleep, the painting on the dresser was windless and automatic, and the picture in it wanted to come out, especially the pair of eyes flashing with a strange red light, and then as if he had encountered something terrible, he quickly regained his calm, and at the same time as the painting returned to calm, there was a burst of black smoke next to the bed, and the smoke converged into a human figure, which walked around the room several times, and finally disappeared.

Jin Ling continued the bizarre dream, in which she could hear the words of the people clearly, the bustling streets, the people coming and going, the vendors on both sides of the street trying to sell their wares, trying to earn more money to support their families.

Jin Ling stood in the crowd blankly, watching those people come and go through her body, her eyes have been on the beggar at the corner of the street, the little beggar is dressed in tatters, covered in dirt, she squatted in the corner and looked at the person who came, some couldn't bear to give a little, some were blind, the person was thin and small, but Jin Ling looked at her eyes very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember, that kind of dark blue, people couldn't forget it at a glance.

She watched where the beggar had been squatting, until a young man who looked like he was either rich or noble at first glance came, and he gave the beggar a steamed bun, and then let the guards who followed behind him take the beggar away.

Jin Ling saw this, wanted to wake up with the past, woke up when Dongfang Yu sat on the edge of the bed, the sky has been yellowed, the sun has set, the sunset shines through the glass door of the balcony, the orange light shines on Dongfang Yu's body, half of the sun and half of the shadow, Dongfang Yu sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the book in his hand, it was a manuscript, the cover of the book was in the shadows, Jin Ling couldn't see what the book was, when Dongfang Yu was serious about doing something, it was the most attractive, he frowned slightly, he kept staring at the book, Even Jin Ling didn't notice that he had woken up.

Jin Ling sat up slowly, rubbed his temples that were still aching, because the movement was a little big, which alarmed Dongfang Yu, he put the book on the bedside table, touched Jin Ling's forehead, and said, "Retreat, where else are you uncomfortable?" ”

"What's wrong with me?" As soon as Jin Ling opened his mouth, he felt that his throat was dry and hoarse, Dongfang Yu took the water on the bedside table, and handed it to her to drink after making sure that it was warm.

"You have a low-grade fever, don't you know it yourself?" Dongfang Yu said stiffly.

"I have a fever? I just have a headache and want to sleep. Jin Ling really didn't know that she was sick, she had always been in good health, she had never had a cold, and she suddenly had a headache and thought it was because of the case, and she often had headaches because of the case.

"When I came back, you were already burned." Dongfang Yudao, when he came back, Zijin said that Jin Ling's face was not good and he was sleeping upstairs, Dongfang Qing couldn't move and could only wait for Dongfang Yu to come back, Dongfang Qing was the only two people in Dongfang's old mansion who knew the truth, and was called over by Dongfang Yu, nominally to give Jin Ling a "safe birth", but in fact, he was giving Zijin a safe baby, and generally only listened to Dongfang Yu's words at home, and others couldn't shout.

Dongfang Yu, who had just come back, was invited to come over and go upstairs to see that Jin Ling rarely got sick, thanks to the soup he usually told the kitchen to stew Jin Ling every day, but this person will have a fever when he gets sick, and he is stupid if he burns it again, wouldn't it be even more stupid?

"I don't know, it's probably because I don't have enough clothes today." Jin Ling drank the water and felt a little better.

There was a knock on the door, Dongfang Yuan had already brought people over, Dongfang Yu asked people to come in, Dongfang Qing took his medicine box into the house, and lowered his eyebrows for fear of seeing something he shouldn't see.

"The head of the house."

"How are you doing with the Golden Bell?" Dongfang Yu gave up his place next to the bed.

Dongfang Qing didn't dare to sit down, he gave Jin Ling a brief check, and said: "The fever has subsided, but the recent spring is also a high incidence period of influenza, so it is safer to go to the hospital tomorrow for a full body examination." ”

"No need." Jin Ling hurriedly refused, it was just a common cold, just take some medicine, there was no need to go to the hospital.

Dongfang Yu didn't want to listen to her, he couldn't take the golden bell to take the risk, "You go and arrange it." ”

"Yes, I'll call Lao Bai right away and ask him to arrange it." Dongfang Qing packed his things and went out.

Jin Ling's current situation is very special, in the eyes of others, she is still pregnant with Dongfang Yu's child, the unborn young master of the Dongfang family, if she finds out that this is fake, then even Dongfang Yu can't save her.

"It's not the reason for illness, Dongfang, the current situation is very special, the less one person knows, the more protection." Jin Ling continued to persuade.

"I can't risk it." Dongfang Yu did not let go, he would not allow Jin Ling to make a difference at half.

"No, Oriental, I'm sick not because of a cold, but because of painting." Jinling Road.

"Painting?"

"I had a strange dream that has haunted me ever since I took the painting out." Jin Ling said, Dongfang Yu sat on the edge of the bed and hugged the person into his arms, and used actions to hint at her to continue.

"In the dream, there is always a woman in a light yellow dress playing the harp, and then there will be a beggar in a ragged garment squatting in the corner, and she has blue eyes, exactly like a cat." Jin Ling remembered where she had seen that eye, and it was the painting.

"There's someone in the painting, and she wants to figure it out." Dongfang Yu hugged the person and rubbed the top of Jin Ling's head with his chin.

"Why didn't you let her out?" Jin Ling retreated from his embrace and looked at him with a pair of amber eyes, Dongfang Yu's heart softened when she saw it, and kissed the corner of her mouth, saying, "It's not that I'm afraid of you!" "You look like you're scared of ghosts, if you come out, it won't scare you to death.

"I'm not scared now, can you call her out, I have something to ask her." Jin Ling raised her hand weakly.

Dongfang Yu glanced at her, and then compromised, he raised his right hand, the painting on the dresser was suspended in the air, the oil painting gradually receded, and slowly covered by the oil painting was a picture of a woman playing the piano, the woman sat in front of the desk, looking at the piano under her hand with a low brow, Jin Ling looked at the painting and grew her mouth in surprise, she always knew that there was a painting under the oil painting, but she was not a professional, and she could not restore the original appearance of the painting, but she didn't expect it to be such a painting.

"Come out!" Dongfang Yu let out a low sigh, and the woman in the painting actually moved, and she slowly walked out of the painting.

Even if Jin Ling is prepared, but that scene is too scary, it's not that there has never been such a scene on TV, but at that time, under the beautiful BGM and beautiful shooting techniques, this one came out quietly and vividly, Jin Ling was frightened and hid behind Dongfang Yu, that scene was too weird.

After the woman came out, her skirt dragged to the bottom, and she could shoot a shampoo advertisement directly. The woman is very good-looking, just good-looking, but compared to Sisu in the city of the moon, it is mediocre, but compared with Jin Ling, she is better looking than Jin Ling.

"Whoever has the surname, and what is the reason for reporting the name." Dongfang Yu said in a low voice.

The woman blessed her body and said: "The little girl is named Chang'an, there is no word, because there is no whole corpse after death, she cannot be reincarnated and can only live on this painting." ”

"Do you know Du Huai?" Jin Ling hid behind Dongfang Yu and asked, saying that he was not afraid that it was fake, who was not afraid of hell?

"Mr. Du?" The woman who claimed to be Zhao Changan was puzzled, and then nodded, "I know it, but Mr. Du was killed, and the little girl has the heart to save her, but there is a person with a high cultivation next to that person, and the little girl can't help it." ”

"Was he really killed? Didn't die at home by yourself? So what's going on with this painting? Jin Ling knelt down on Dongfang Yu's shoulders in surprise and asked.

"There was a gentleman who took a fancy to the painting where I lived and wanted to buy it, Mr. Du disagreed, the two had a dispute, and then another person came, he took the painting away after killing Mr. Du, the little girl wanted to seek justice for Mr. Du, but the master next to the man thought of a way to make the painting deserve it, and trapped the little girl in it." Zhao Changan spoke very slowly, soft and soft, and it was very good.

"Then why did you come out again?" Jin Ling asked.

"Thanks to Madame."