Qingyang's body couldn't stop trembling, his heart was very complicated, in fact, when he was a child, he often wondered, why others followed their parents in pairs, but only he was accompanied by his eldest sister, what are his parents? Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And today, after seeing this gentle woman who suddenly appeared, and seeing her very similar to herself, the feeling of blood connection could not be suppressed and gushed out from the depths of her body.

Qingyang didn't want to cry, but the sadness that gushed out of his body was a tear he couldn't stop, maybe the woman in front of him was indeed her mother, but... So what? He just remembered who warmed him when he was cold, who fed his stomach when he was hungry, who was there for him when he needed protection.

That person is the eldest sister, Qingye.

And the person in front of him, although it was the first time he met, the damn attachment in his heart was complicated for him, what should he do?

The gentle woman seemed to see Qingyang's complexity, and immediately stepped forward slowly, looking at his body that was a head higher than herself, her eyes were soft, and the cold palm was trembling at the moment touching Qingyang's face, and the feeling of blood connection with this touch instantly converged, and they could sense the strong imprint between each other.

The gentle woman suddenly burst into a smile like a clear lotus, and in the midst of tears, she said in a choked voice: "Yang'er, I'm sorry." Mother shouldn't have left you at that time and let you bear so much alone, but it's okay, it seems that Qingye hurts you very much..."

The little boy with a snot cow back then has finally grown into a young man, looking at his delicate and handsome facial features, he is simply carved out of the same mold as his father.

The moment the cold and soft palm touched Qingyang's face, for some reason, all the resistance and vigilance in Qingyang's heart were put down, and even the inexplicable resentment was all dissipated at this moment, Qingyang only knew that this feeling made him very obsessed, and it seemed that at a very young age. has such a pair of soft hands gently caressing himself, singing children's songs to coax himself to sleep, but that memory is very vague and vague. Barely remembered.

Qingyang, who has always been strong, is swaying his tears to his heart's content at this moment, it is a tear of joy and tears, a tear that he can't understand, obviously the person he loves the most is the eldest sister, but why does the gentle woman in front of him cry for him to have a feeling of joy.

Seeing that Qingyang's tears kept flowing, the gentle woman wiped her tears for Qingyang in a little panic, and said distressedly: "I know you hate me, I haven't been by your side for all these years." You should hate me, but Yang'er, my mother really misses you so much, and I really want to see you. Finally today, God has opened his eyes, so that I can see my son again!"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intentional, but the old man of Yan Ling, who has been hiding in the True Yan Sword, was shocked at this moment, Zhuge ......

And Qingyang also faintly knows the truth of some things at this moment, it seems that the woman in front of him is really his mother. It's just that among them, there seems to be some unspeakable hardships, and now Qingyang's life experience is not comparable to his peers, so at this moment he slowly calmed down and did not continue to be extreme.

"You're mine... Mother... Right?" Qingyang asked tremblingly, although he already had a guess in his heart, he was still very nervous, he had always wanted to know the mystery of his background, and now he finally had a glimmer of possibility to solve it.

"Hmm!" the gentle woman was stunned at first, and then nodded heavily.

She didn't expect her son to be so calm, and then she desperately hugged Qingyang tightly in her arms, how much she longed for this moment, finally came, her son, now in front of her, she wanted to hug, hold tightly, and no longer let go.

"Mother..."

Feeling the warm touch, as well as the strong love, Qingyang slowly closed his eyes, he believed, the woman in front of him was her mother, the real mother, this time, he sincerely shouted a title that had never been shouted.

"What? What do you call me? Yang'er... Don't you blame me?" Zhuge Qianxi was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed Qingyang excitedly and hurriedly asked.

Qingyang shook his head, wiped away the tears on his face, and said softly: "I can distinguish between right and wrong, my mother has not appeared for so many years, she must have her own hardships, and this hardship is probably great." ”

These years of training have made Qingyang already well versed in the world, even if emotions are overwhelmed by reason, Qingyang can still easily understand the complex relationship between them.

"Great!Yang'er, you don't blame your mother!You really don't blame your mother!Your mother is so happy!" Zhuge Qianxi hugged her tighter, she smiled gaffelessly, she looked like a little girl crying with joy, which made Qingyang's heart warm slightly, it turned out that her mother was so cute.

After a long time, Zhuge Qianxi knew that she was a little too excited, and then let go of Qingyang, but the jade hand was tightly grasping Qingyang's hands, she looked at Qingyang gently, and said with a slight smile: "Let my mother take a good look at you, now you should be twenty years old, you have grown so big." ”

"Well, mother, I can understand that you have a hard time, can you tell me a hard time?I want to know all the mysteries of my life experience, including everything in Qingyu!" Qing Yang nodded, then took a deep breath and asked.

Hearing this, Zhuge Qianxi's delicate body suddenly trembled, and her smile seemed to dim a little at this moment, and said: "You also know the existence of Qingyu, too, since you activated the Heavenly Machine Jade Jane, then you must have seen your father too, right?"

"Is that Qingying really my father..."Qingyang suddenly realized, no wonder his emotions were so fluctuating when he saw him Qingying that day.

"Mother, I want to know the bitterness. Qingyang's tone was firm and authentic.

"Alas, my mother didn't want you to know, but this matter is too complicated, and now that you know it with your strength, I'm afraid it's not a good thing, but it will lead to a fire, and at that time, my mother will regret it. Zhuge Qianxi's expression was complicated, he sighed slightly, looked at Qingyang with pity, and said.

Although she had never been by Qingyang's side, she could see that Qingyang's cultivation at this moment was a great consummation of the psychic realm.

For the average young person, it is already great to reach this level at the age of a weak crown, not to mention that something like that happened to Qingyang when he was a child. Because of this, she knows better how much Qingyang has to pay and experience from the Nanyan Continent to the present, in fact, the vicissitudes of life faintly diffused from Qingyang's body already know that this child has experienced more than she imagined, thinking of this, Zhuge Qianxi is already distressed.

"But..."Qingyang couldn't help it.

"Qingyang, if the time comes, you will naturally know, promise mother, don't be in a hurry to know these things first, okay?" Zhuge Qianxi's words were already a little pleading, she knew that if some things were known to Qingyang, I am afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable, and she would not be able to say it before Qingyang did not have absolutely strong strength.

Seeing Zhuge Qianxi's eyes like this, the words in Qingyang's throat were swallowed back instantly, and he was not stunned, since he couldn't say it at this time, it means that his strength is not enough, it means... The situation is very serious.

"I know, mother, don't worry, I'll get stronger, and then until I appear in front of you. Qingyang pursed his lips and said firmly.

Zhuge Qianxi was stunned to see Qingyang so sensible and reasonable, and there was a trace of relief in his heart, it seems that even without her by his side, Qingye can teach very well, Qingyang's temperament is very similar to his father, always so considerate.

"Silly child, my mother doesn't want you to be stronger, my mother would rather you live an ordinary life, as long as you are happy, that's fine. Zhuge Qianxi stroked Qingyang's hair dotingly and said with a smile.

"Mother, this is a projection of yours outside the body, with... Same as Daddy. Although there was something strange in his heart, Qingyang still recognized the identity of that Qingying.

"Yes, that's right. However, this projection can barely last for an hour, and my mother has a lot to say to you. Zhuge Qianxi saw Qingyang say this, and secretly sighed in his heart that the child had really grown up, and he was extremely relieved.

"Then I'll talk to you. Qingyang seemed to return to the feeling of his childhood, and smiled gently.

(P: The third one, to be honest, the portrayal of this kind of plot is really a bit of a headache, I hope you can still accept it.) ）