"No wonder, that's how it was." Feng Xianyun slowly sat down on the chair next to her, "Can you tell your mother what is going on?" ”

Ling Lingqi grabbed the dress on his thigh, plucked up his courage and said, "I can say it, but I want Ah Yue to come in and listen to it." ”

Feng Xianyun held her chin in her hand and asked curiously, "What about your father, don't you plan to let them come in and listen to your story?" ”

Ling Lingqi shook her head, she didn't want her father and mother to be frightened again.

Especially the dad who can't wait to hold himself in the palm of his hand all the time.

If he knew that his daughter had experienced so many painful things in her previous life, he was afraid that he would feel guilty and blame himself for the rest of his life, and he would regret sending her to Xuantian Sect to cultivate immortals.

If she hadn't gone to Xuantian Sect, she might not have known Feng Jiujiu, and she wouldn't have been entangled with her for the rest of her life.

Feng Xianyun respected Ling Lingqi's choice, and said to Qingluo outside the door: "Qingluo, let September come in." ”

"Yes." Qingluo bowed slightly, and immediately called Feng Jiujiu.

As soon as Feng Jiujiu came in, he found that Ling Lingqi's expression was very heavy, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet: "Xiaoqi, are you okay?" ”

Ling Lingqi shook his head silently.

Feng Xianyun immediately pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Your precious daughter-in-law stays with her mother, what can you do?" ”

She's not a bad mother-in-law.

Feng Jiujiu didn't think so, turned his head and asked, "Mother, what did you say to Xiaoqi?" Why is she like this? ”

"The man is not left!" Feng Xianyun felt inexplicably distressed, and beat her chest hard, "I don't want to talk to you anymore, you can listen to her yourself." ”

"Xiaoqi?" Feng Jiujiu held Ling Lingqi's shoulders, worried.

Ling Lingqi took off the hands on his shoulders, held them gently in his palms, and then took the white hands and got up, letting Feng Jiujiu sit down.

With a shallow breath, Ling Lingqi said: "Ah Yue, what I say next may be a little outrageous and unbelievable, but please listen carefully first, and then decide whether to believe it or not, and finally consider whether the relationship between the two of us continues, okay?" ”

It was rare to see Ling Lingqi so serious and serious, Feng Jiujiu nodded in agreement.

"I'll try to make a long story short." Ling Lingqi straightened her body, faced Feng Jiuyue and Feng Xianyun, and began to tell the story of her previous life.

"Ah Yue, I am Ling Lingqi, who has been reincarnated and reborn, not the seventh senior sister you first knew."

Feng Jiujiu nodded slightly, as if he had already guessed.

Ling Lingqi was not surprised by his bland reaction, and continued: "In the previous life, you and I were just ordinary fellow disciples, not as close as we are now. ”

"But, since the last life, I have been in love with you, hopelessly in love with you."

"The relationship between the two of us, as before the retreat, is that I always hunkerfully hang around you, often desperately trying to protect you, hoping to be a good junior sister who can stand by your side."

"Cangbeiqing, Zhang Yaozu, Fang Yuanzhou, Quanluo, Mo Zilu, Fu Qingyun, Longjingcha, and even Li Yixiao and Jun Qianye were all ministers under your skirt in the previous life."

Hearing this, Feng Xianyun couldn't help but interrupt: "Wow! My family is so angry in September. ”

Feng September: ......

However, in this life, these so-called ministers under the skirt all turned around and stared at his Xiaoqi.

Feng Jiujiu's eyes were full of resentment, and he raised his eyes to examine Ling Lingqi, as if he was doubting the credibility of this matter.