Ling Miao walked in the White Crane Temple blankly, only to feel that her consciousness was confused and her heart was blank.

She begged Master Forgetful Dust to deduce the good luck and evil for her brother, but what she got was fruitless!

To no avail!

My grandmother died, my father died, everyone in the general's mansion died, and only my brother escaped. But where is he now? Are you still alive?

She didn't know anything.

Where are my grandmother and father buried?

She also didn't know anything.

The world is so big that it seems that she is the only one left to walk alone.

It's a stolen life, but what's the use?

The night wind carried the snowflakes down and hit her. She had already exhausted her energy during the day, but she was hit like this at night, and Ling Miao only felt that she didn't have any strength in her body. Leaning against a slim pine tree, she fell to the ground softly, Ling Miao covered her face and cried silently.

Suddenly, she put down her hand, struggled to stand up with her support for the trunk of the tree, stumbled out of the White Crane Temple, and walked towards the back cliff of the White Crane Mountain.

The mountain wind is bitter, and the snow falls like a tear at night, making the already steep mountain road even more difficult. Ling Miao's body was cold and cold, and she couldn't feel the slightest temperature. She stiffened her legs and struggled to navigate the wind and snow.

There was only a bleak light of snow in the dark night, and she couldn't tell the direction or how long she had walked, and finally stumbled to the back cliff. At this time, her brocade clothes had already been pierced by the cold wind, and there was no heat on her body.

Below the back cliff is the abyss, and the black hole is like a big mouth, as if it can swallow everything in the world.

"Daddy, Grandmother!" Ling Miao couldn't support it, and tears rolled down, and in an instant, they became ice on her face.

Wiping her eyes, Ling Miao felt that even if she changed her body, she would still be the proud Wei Ziying in her bones. Her eyes cleared and her expression became determined. Reaching out to comb her sideburns, her hair was messy from the mountain wind, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. Then, without hesitation, he jumped towards the abyss!

At the last moment, a long black whip suddenly appeared, wrapped around Shen Miao's waist, and lifted the person up the moment she fell off the cliff!

After a day of climbing, a snowstorm in the middle of the night, and a broken liver and intestines, Ling Miao had already fallen into a deep coma.

"Master!" A young man in a strong suit who came with him saw the owner of the long whip covering his mouth in vain, coughed twice, and couldn't help but show an anxious look on his face, "Your injury ......"

The owner of the long whip raised his hand and waved it, signaling that he was fine, took out the porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out a crystal jade pill and put it in his mouth.

The young man was even more taken aback when he saw this, and hurriedly tried to stop it, but it was too late, so he only stamped his feet anxiously: "The doctor said, this medicine is too strong, you can't take more!" You ......"

"No problem." The master of the long whip interrupted the young man's words and leaned over to look at Ling Miao.

Through the faint light of snow, Ling Miao's eyes were closed, although she was a little embarrassed, but she could not hide her stunning face at all.

The masked man seemed to be stunned, and then the corners of his mouth exposed outside the mask curved in a playful arc.

……

When Ling Miao woke up, she found herself in a cave.

In the cave, a bonfire was lit to dispel the chill caused by the mountain wind. On the other side of the campfire, a man in an inky fox coat was adding a piece of wood to the fire.

"Awake?"

The man tilted his head, revealing half of his face covered in a silver mask.

"Who are you?" Ling Miao moved, feeling that her hands and feet were conscious, and she put on a defensive posture without a trace.

The masked man didn't seem to notice her little movement, and only threw the firewood in his hand into the fire and clapped his hands.

"The daughter of the dignified Houmen would look for a short time in the middle of the night, this should be a big joke in the capital, right?"

Ling Miao's pupils shrank, this person actually knew his identity!

"Who the hell are you?" She leaped to her feet, her back against a boulder, her eyes like ice and blades.

"Naturally, it was the one who saved you." The masked man also stood up and walked towards Ling Miao, "It's you, what should I call you?" Is it Miss Ling Miao, or is it Miss Wei? ”

The last few words sounded like a thunderbolt in Ling Miao's ears!

She tried to calm down the emotions in her heart, and only sneered: "What do you mean by what Your Excellency said? ”

"Nature is literal."

The masked man approached Ling Miao, and the momentum on his body suddenly turned again, and the overwhelming murderous aura rushed towards Ling Miao, actually pressing Ling Miao as if he couldn't breathe.

Whether it is Wei Ziying or Ling Miao, they have never been humiliated.

Ling Miao's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly her right hand stabbed out diagonally, attacking the masked man. And in her hand, which is as white as jade, she is holding a firewood that she has grabbed in her hand at some point!

"You think that's going to hurt me?"

Before the words could be spoken, the masked man actually bullied Ling Miao with a swift and incoherent body, grabbed the firewood and threw it into the bonfire.

The firelight suddenly flourished, shining brightly in the cave, adding a bit of a strange atmosphere.

"What a violent temper." There was even a smile in the masked man's voice, but his hand was already stuck on Ling Miao's neck.

Ling Miao was silent, and a pair of eyes met the gaze that shot out from behind the mask without fear.

"Come, tell me, why do you want to find a short?"

Ling Miao closed her eyes and sneered: "Your Excellency is very skilled, if you want to kill, kill it." You saved this life, and I will give it back to you. ”

Just now, she really wants to die, thinking about reuniting with her grandmother and father under the Yellow Spring, no matter what, it is better than struggling alone in this world. At that moment, no revenge, any hatred, it seemed that he didn't care about it in his heart.

But just because she wants to die doesn't mean she's willing to be killed.

Unexpectedly, the masked man's hand slowly slid downward, slowly leaving her in front of her.

"You see, if I want to kill you, it will be easy." The masked man shook his head and smiled, "But I saved you." ”

Ling Miao opened her eyes, her eyes flashing.

"What do you want?" She laughed at herself, "If you want to ask for some benefits with the Marquis of Wuding, I'm afraid that you will be disappointed." ”

"I'm just curious, what is Miss Ling, who is exactly the same as General Wei's daughter in the legend in the capital recently."

The rumor that Ling Miao and Wei Ziying are very similar has already spread. The Gu family also knew, and regretted going to the Duke of Chu's mansion. Ling Su was even more gloomy, doubling Ling Miao's escorts.

"Listening to Your Excellency's voice, it seems to be a man, but I didn't expect it to be like a woman in the back house." Ling Miao sneered.

"Everyone has a sense of curiosity." The masked man didn't think it was wrong, and there was some smugness in his voice, "Then would the girl like to tell me who you really are?" ”

Went back to the question.

Ling Miao lowered her eyes.

She didn't know if the person in front of her was really curious only after hearing the rumors, or if he really knew something.

She raised her eyes and raised a smile that was enough to turn everyone upside down: "I am Ling Miao, the daughter of Ling Song, Marquis of Wuding. ”

A pair of eyes fixed on her, she could even imagine the expression of the person behind the mask.

The masked man stared at her for a long time before he withdrew his gaze and smiled faintly: "Miss Ling, Miss Ling, Miss Ling's ......"

Ling Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the gaze of such a person, the calm and strong she pretended to be as if she were going to collapse. Just as he was about to speak, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and he lost consciousness.

"Qianjun."

The masked man wrapped Ling Miao in his fox fur and said lightly.

The young man in the suit ran in from outside the cave, "Master." ”

"Send Miss Ling back to the White Crane Temple. You know what to do. ”

Qianjun bowed: "My subordinates understand." ”

The young man looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, bent down and picked up Ling Miao and walked out of the cave, and disappeared into the night in a few leaps.

The masked man looked at the bonfire, and after a while, slowly took off his mask, revealing a beautiful and fierce face.

"Miss, Miss, wake up!"

Ling Miao only felt uncomfortable as if her body was burning, and when she barely opened her eyes, she saw the anxious faces of Begonia and Hibiscus.

"Me, what's wrong?" She spoke, her voice hoarse, her throat burning and aching.

"Tell me more!" Haitang cried and laughed, "You went to see Master Forgetchen, and when you came back, you fainted outside the courtyard gate." If we hadn't heard a voice and gone out to look, we wouldn't have known! ”

Mu Hibiscus took a bowl of medicine, also with tears in his eyes, "My body is not very good, I want to pray for blessings." It's just a matter of praying for blessings, and you have to kneel three times and knock up the mountain, which caused an illness, right? ”

"Take your medicine!" Stuffed the medicine bowl to Ling Miao, the hibiscus was rarely vicious.

Ling Miao suddenly felt that she was too selfish, and she only thought about being alone in the world, but she didn't think about it, what if she really died on the back cliff, what would happen to the begonias and hibiscus that followed her? What about the guards and retinues?

Gu, what should I do with my mother, who really loves me? What about Ling Su's weak brother?

Feeling guilty, he drank the decoction and said softly: "It's me who is not good, I shouldn't have gone out last night." ”

Haitang didn't doubt him, but she was saying that she shouldn't go to Master Forgetful Dust alone.

"In the future, let's follow."

Ling Miao nodded, looking at the concerned eyes of the two maids, the demons in her heart gradually dissipated, and her eyes returned to clarity.

It's just that in the end, she suffered from the cold in winter and suffered a crime when she climbed the mountain, no matter how strong Ling Miao's body is, she is just a fourteen-year-old girl after all. Although he took medicine, he did not resist the disease, and he had a high fever for two or three days.

Gu received the news that his daughter was sick, how could he sit still in the Marquis of Wuding's mansion?

At the moment, I don't care about the Hou Mansion, I just ask someone to set up a car and go to the White Crane Temple.

Ling Su thought more, and ordered the maids to pack up the Gu family's salute and stuff it into the car, both mother and son were worried. The mountain temple is bitterly cold, Ling Miao's body is already weak, and she doesn't know how to toss this serious illness.

I only arrived at the foot of Baihe Mountain, and I met a horse-drawn carriage on the path. The coachman looked at the mark, turned back to Gu and Ling Su who were sitting in the car, and replied, "Mrs., uncle, it's the car of King Rong's mansion." ”

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