This strange woman with her back to them could it be Mrs. Ling?

Yu Moji sighed secretly, and said in his heart, no wonder Xuan Nu Niangniang can cure the plague. Isn't Mrs. Ling herself a well-known medical woman?

However, she had known Ling Ai for so long, and she had never seen Mrs. Ling in person. Even Ling Ai's father, Ling Jingcheng, had only been seen from afar a few times - Yu Mochen had previously thought that he was not a good enough reserve, and every time he saw Lord Cardinal, who was a model for people, he became more and more ashamed of himself, and just wanted to go around the road. Later, her studies finally improved, and Ling Ai also told her several times that her father admired her as a tough girl. Yu Moji was secretly happy every time he heard it, and the next time he saw it, he was still dominated by the old habits, so he just walked around the road.

Although Yu Mojin had never seen Madame Ling, in her imagination, Madame Ling and many noblewomen in the imperial capital should have a similar appearance.

Even if Mrs. Ling failed to marry her sweetheart, she should also have a graceful and luxurious bearing and the ability to turn the clouds and rain. She loved Yuan Mengqiu back then, and in a fit of anger, she exposed Master Xu's secret; Xu Fuzi suffered a great disaster because of her, so she took every step of the way to eradicate the people who harmed Xu Fuzi one by one as compensation. Although her style of acting is ruthless, she can also speak of grievances. Such a somewhat paranoid person should have exuberant energy commensurate with what she does.

The woman in front of her was even lifeless.

Now that this woman has a new title, she has been separated from the image of her own mother in the depths of Yu Moji's mind. The nightmare that has tormented Ink Marks for years is no longer allied with the illusion. She naturally raised her head, and cast her gaze, which had been dodging, firmly on Madam Ling's back.

Only then did she see clearly that the song that was obviously real but she mistook it for a dream was not from a crow—standing on Mrs. Ling's shoulder was actually a parrot with pure black fur.

There are many idle nobles in the imperial capital who like to raise birds, but raising birds is actually a rather complex science. Yu Moji only has a general impression, probably knowing that the gentlemen often pin their men's ambitions on playing eagles, and the deep resentful women often raise a parrot to relieve boredom. Yu Moji didn't have much contact with these two types of people, so he was naturally unfamiliar with the types and calls of these birds.

Yan Zheng, who was born in a serious family of ministers, is completely different. Although he himself was not interested in walking birds at all, he had been in the noble house for many years, and when he heard it, he knew that it was a parrot singing.

As for Ling Ai, as soon as her "mother" came out, she explained many reasons for this journey.

Yu Moji didn't look back at Ling Ai. She felt that Ling Ai must be a little embarrassed at the moment. Even if Ling Ai is a fairly honest person on weekdays, embarrassment is definitely not an emotion she is used to showing in front of people.

Yan Zheng turned around.

In the midst of lightning and fire, he bypassed the remaining ink marks and locked Ling Ai with one shot.

Yu Moji immediately glanced at Yan Zheng a little helplessly. Yan Zheng and Ling Ai are both top-notch figures in the reserves, and even if they fight hand-to-hand, their level is comparable. What's more, they all have armor at the moment, and Ling Ai even has an advantage in weapons. Even though Yan Zheng is a man, he doesn't have the upper hand at all.

Where did he get his confidence to think that he could restrain Ling Ai?

Yan Zheng was difficult to Ling Ai, and Mrs. Ling in the lotus stone formation naturally would not let it go, her body did not move, but a long rope flew out of the void, coming straight towards Yan Zheng. Yu Mozhen was in a hurry, and the crossbow arrows were fired in succession, and he stubbornly nailed the long rope that was both real and illusory to the wall.

Yuan Pingzhi, who was standing quietly not far away, finally opened his mouth at this time, "Yan Zheng, you let Miss Ling go." ”

Yan Zheng still maintained the action of locking Ling Ai, "It seems that it is really hard for you to confront this woman." Even if I can't understand the mystery here for a while, I definitely can't let go of any hidden danger. ”

When Yu Moji heard this, he finally understood Yuan Yizhi's situation.

Yan Zheng may not know that he is on par with Ling Ai, or maybe he is just confused by the illusion that men often think that they have a physical advantage, and the remaining ink marks are unknown. She only knew that Yan Zheng and her focus were completely different.

Yuan Yizhi's complexion has always been calm and calm, no different from usual. Yan Zheng could immediately see that Yuan Zhizhi was in a predicament. His understanding of Yuan Yizhi may be as deep as Yu Moji's trust in Ling Ai.

Ling Ai sighed and said, "If I have the heart to be your enemy, there will be opportunities along the way. ”

Yan Zheng didn't mean to be persuaded by her at all, "If your two shots hadn't been shot away by the crossbow arrows of the ink marks, who would have killed them?" ”

"Yan Zheng!" Yu Mojian's heart was a little annoyed, and his voice was rarely raised, "At least one of the shots saved your life!" ”

Ling Ai motioned for her not to say any more. "Yan Zheng is right." Ling Ai's face showed a little shame, "I want to shut up that official." I was afraid that he would confess my mother. I didn't expect my mother to be waiting for us right here. ”

"My daughter, you don't have to." Madam Ling in the center of the Lotus Stone Tepe finally opened her mouth. At the same time, the lotus flower under her actually turned slowly, gradually showing Madam Ling's face in front of Yu Moji and his party.

Yu Moji remembered the face in the illusion, and his heart immediately tightened. However, she knew that she must not show cowardice at this moment, so she could only force herself to open her eyes and look straight into the past. She couldn't see Madame Ling's face—the woman's face was covered with a painted mask.

The painting on the mask is the legendary goddess of the Tusu people.

Could it be that Mrs. Ling is the Xuannu Niangniang?

Mrs. Ling's voice was like an ancient well without waves, and there was no life at all. "After Meng Qiu died, I had nothing to love in my life, and I just wanted to go with him as soon as possible. Ling Ai, what are you trying so hard to maintain? If it is my name, then there is no need for it, for I don't care; If it is the name of your Ling family, you don't have to do this useless work. Your father refused to reconcile with me, but to save face for both families. He only thought I was an outcast. ”

When Yu Moji heard the beginning, he felt like he had been hit hard, and all the words that followed leaked out of his ears. The only thing she could do at this time was to look at Yuan Yizhi, who was standing motionless.

She actually saw a deep pathos in Yuan Yizhi's calm expression.

Yuan Pingzhi said that when Lao Meng traveled away from Beijing, did he know that Lao Meng had passed away? Was his words as if he was all right to comfort Yu Moji, or was it to comfort himself?

"So you left everything in your house behind and came here?" When Ling Ai asked, there was a deliberate calmness in his tone.

It's all too familiar to use the same method to hide the aftermath of emotions.

She felt very sorry for Ling Ai, because she knew that this was definitely not the way a mother and daughter should get along.

"When a person is about to die, he will always worry about the world." Mrs. Ling still looked indifferent, "During this time, I have tried my best to raise the influence of the Xuannu Sect to the point where it is now, and I have finally arranged a place for women in the world to be free from the torture of men, and I have fulfilled my duty. ”

"Mrs. Ling is a heroine among women, and I have always respected her." Yuan Zhidao, "But this is a big deal. ”

Mrs. Ling was not annoyed, but said, "As a man, you don't understand the suffering of women in the world. ”

"If you think about it, Mrs. Ling doesn't want to talk to me more." Yuan Pingzhi nodded, and suddenly said loudly, "Xiaoyu, you are a girl, what do you think?" ”

Yu Moji smiled bitterly. She never liked to talk, but she did have some opinions about Mrs. Ling's behavior in her heart. She thought for a moment and said, "Speaking of which, I have always found it very strange. Since Mrs. Ling has the heart to find a way out for the woman, why are you in the dungeon of the Yamen, which is both real and illusory? I dare to guess that the Xuannu Sect can have the momentum it has today, I'm afraid, it is inseparable from the connivance of the government here, right? ”

Mrs. Ling only said, "If you want to accomplish your grand goals, you have to find some support from outsiders. As soon as she said this, she acquiesced in Yu Moji's guess.

Yu Moji said, "Although this is true, there are really many contradictions in the behavior of the Xuannu Sect. On the one hand, you claim to be on your duty to save the women of the world, to save them from the power of fathers, brothers, husbands, and all men in the world. On the one hand, he used the power of the government to expand his power, took people's lives at will, and did many things that violated the law. Do you want to overthrow power, or do you want to abuse it? ”

Mrs. Ling sighed and said, "Even if my daughter is such an outstanding person, she has to rely on her father's status to achieve what she is today. ”

Yu Mojian couldn't help but sneer when he saw Mrs. Ling talking about him left and right.

She didn't want to look back at Ling Ai's expression at the moment.

Mrs. Ling said, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"I laugh at you, as a mother, for erasing your daughter's efforts in just a few words." Yu Mojin said, "I understand. Mrs. Ling, the foundation of what you are doing now is never free from the authority of men. But what the women of the world need is not such a salvation. ”

Mrs. Ling shook her head and said, "Since you are in this world, there are many things that you have to be wronged for. In the end, it is enough to get a good result. ”

"It didn't work out well." Yu Mojian's words became smoother and smoother, and he actually gave birth to a rare undoubted momentum, "The women you save have to suffer from the oppression of their fathers, brothers and husbands on the one hand, and rely on these men to survive on the other; They went to the Xuannu Temple, and what they relied on became the violence of the Xuannu Sect and the secret support of the government. At the end of the day, they never managed to rely on themselves. What kind of salvation is this? ”

Madam Ling was silent for a while, and finally spoke, "You're from the Cardinal's house, aren't you?" It's all up to you, do you think you'll come out one day? ”

"I don't understand what Mrs. Ling means by 'the day of the rise'." Yu Moji said, "I'm really just a reserve who is not very good now. But I'm not as good as Yan Zheng or Ling Ai, it's just because I haven't exercised enough strength yet. This gap is not because I am a woman, nor because I have no family background. ”

"Don't say you're inferior to me." Yan Zheng interjected, "If I build a thousand-machine crossbow myself, I'm afraid I won't be able to shoot such a target." ”

Yu Mochen smiled to show his gratitude, and said, "Mrs. Ling, if you don't believe me, I will make a bet with you." The death of the Cardinal is approaching, and I am eager to see if I, a woman without a father and mother, will be able to achieve a better result than a man. She said as she looked firmly at Madame Ling's mask that was like papier-mâché in her eyes, "Although it is not a big deal, I have to ask Madame not to despise her own life, at least live to that time and bear witness with me." ”