Ge Shi exposed the incident in court, and Mrs. Ruan knew that she could no longer hide it; After returning to his own room in the Junma Mansion, he choked up and told Ling Yun that he was the child that Mrs. Du Ge took away back then!

Ling Yun's expression gradually became stiff, and even the muscles on his face were twitching faintly. He stayed for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "No, it's not true, mother, what are you kidding with me?" …… No, it won't! No, it won't! ……”

Madame Ruan was calm at this time. She sighed and said calmly: "Zhichao, although you don't want to admit it, this is an indisputable fact after all!" Twenty-four years ago, on the 19th of April, I remember very well that I and your father, Ling Yuxiu, should now be said to be adoptive father, went to work in the fields in the afternoon, and found you as we passed by the bushes in the Yulin area.

"You were only three or four years old, richly dressed, lying dying by the bushes—when your father and I were nearly forty years old and had no children, I saw you in anger, and my pity rose to me, and I took you in my arms......"

Madame Ruan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "At that time, your father and I didn't know your true identity, and only regarded you as our own son. It wasn't until four years ago that I met Mrs. Du Ge at your brother's house that I learned the ins and outs of the matter.

"At that time, I was already in turmoil, if I brought the Ge family back to the capital and made everything clear to the world, what would be the consequences? I once made up my mind that I would never let you know the secret of your adoption for the rest of my life, because my mother was too eager to have a child of her own, and I was too afraid of losing you......"

Ling Yun said indifferently: "This is the real reason why you left in a hurry despite Ge's mournful pleas four years ago?" ”

Mrs. Ruan nodded weakly and said sadly: "Zhichao, do you think you are very selfish for your mother now?" Actually, I'm not worthy of being your mother at all! ......" At this, her body trembled, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

Ling Yun couldn't help but be shocked, "Mother, what's wrong with you?" ”

Mrs. Ruan's face was pale, her expression was extremely painful, and she said intermittently: "Just now when I entered the room to get the amulet, I took a ...... Crane top red ......"

Ling Yun only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he almost fainted, and shouted in a lost voice: "Mother, how can you do this? I'm going to call the doctor! As he spoke, he got up and walked out.

Madam Ruan exerted all her strength, grabbed his arm with trembling hands, and said weakly: "You don't have to go, it's been so long since you took the poison...... It's been time, and the poisonous gas has already attacked my heart, even the Tianluo Immortal can't save me......"

Ling Yunjue's heart seemed to be pinched by a pair of big hands, and he was only panting in pain, "Mother, why are you doing this?" You're so stupid......"

Madame Ruan breathed a sigh of relief, "You are still willing to call me...... Mother, are you still willing to admit me? Now you only tell me, do you hate me, can you forgive me for your previous mistakes? ……”

Ling Yun burst into tears and whimpered: "Mother, don't say it, you have always been kind to your child, and your son will never hold a grudge against you, no matter what you do!" ……”

Mrs. Ruan nodded with satisfaction, "With your words, my mother will be relieved, my mother...... Death is also blinding......" Her body suddenly twitched violently, and after a painful struggle, Madame Ruan's body sank and did not move.

Ling Yun called out again and again, "Mother! Mother! ……”

No response.

Ling Yun hugged his mother and burst into tears. He raised his face and said sadly, "Why...... Why is that? ……”

The main courtyard in front of the Huanyun Pavilion is a high spiritual shed, and the big "Dian" word on the black lacquer coffin is shocking.

The offering table was full of offerings, and two white candles flickered and flickered, shaking Ling Yun's pale face without a trace of blood.

He wore linen and filial piety, knelt in front of his mother's spirit, his eyes were dull, and he only looked at the spiritual position on the spiritual table, the nine words on the spiritual seat: "Lingtang Ling's wife Ruan's position of Yurong", his body was motionless, and he didn't even change his movements at the end of the day.

In the past few days, there has been an endless stream of people who have come to mourn.

Most of these people were officials in the various departments of the capital against the Chinese martial arts, and they either came to Lord Lü, or to Lingyun, or to Lord Huanyu and King Jinling.

Everyone's words of relief such as "people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn and change" echoed in his ears again and again; It's just that Ling Yun can't hear what the people around him are saying clearly, he can only nod his head indifferently, but his sad mood can't change the slightest because of this.

At this moment, who can really understand the pain and entanglement in his heart? ……

The night was already deep. The wind whined outside, and the autumn insects wept; The moonlight poured in coldly like flowing water, falling mottled black shadows, craggy and gloomy like ghosts, reflecting everything around them so desolate and deserted.

Suddenly there was a sound of broken footsteps behind him, and the county lord of Huanyu came in the bleak moonlight. She was dressed in snow-white filial piety clothes, and under the soft moonlight, she was as beautiful as a Lingbo fairy.

Huanyu slowly walked up to Ling Yun, she bit her lip hard with her jaw, and choked up, "Junma, you don't look like this anymore, okay?" You've been sleepless for days and nights, and if you continue like this, your body will collapse. Why don't you go back and rest for a while, and let me keep watch for you here for a while. ”

Ling Yun didn't have any emotion on his face, he just shook his head slightly.

Seeing his half-dead appearance, Huanyu was a little anxious, "Junma, no matter how sad you are, you shouldn't be able to get along with your body!" My mother-in-law is gone, and no matter how sad you are, she won't be resurrected—but you, if you have something else to do with it, what can I do? Woo-woo......" she said, hiding her face and weeping.

Ling Yun said slowly in a hoarse voice: "County Lord, what are you doing here?" It's so late, you go back and rest first! Let me be quiet for a moment. ”

Huanyu said: "Mother-in-law is really, just for a few words from that crazy woman, she can't think of it, and her mind is too heavy." Alas! I can't sleep these days, I'm always thinking about it, and for some reason, I always feel that my mother-in-law died strangely. ”

Ling Yun said: "County Lord, don't think nonsense, go back to sleep." ”

Huanyu pouted, "No, if you don't go back, I won't go back." Tell me the truth, do you have something to hide from me? ”

Ling Yun's chest felt as if it had been wrenched by a sharp knife, and he was only panting in pain. Can he tell her the truth of the matter? Can he tell her that he is the son of He Yuting and Princess Evergreen?

At this time, he was confused, and he was stunned for a long time before he said weakly: "No ......"

One afternoon a few days later. On the outskirts of the capital in the wilderness.

In front of a new grave, a young man in a white shirt stood.

The autumn breeze is dashing, caressing his somewhat messy black hair, and his hunting and dancing clothes are flying and dancing, like a jade tree in the wind, revealing a chic and poignant beauty from the inside out.

He looked at the marble tablet in front of the tomb with a sad expression, and the nine words on the stone tablet were trembling in the hearts of the cold, cold people: the tomb of the mother Ling Lady Ruan Shi Yurong; The inscription is "Er Lingyunli".

This young man is none other than Ling Yun.

Standing in front of his mother's tombstone, the past is as if it were yesterday.

He unconsciously remembered his mother's meticulous care and careful care for him when he was a child.

On that rainy day, my mother braved the wind and rain to go to the school to give an umbrella to herself, despite the long distance and the mud on the ground.

That winter, he contracted a severe cold, and in order to cure his illness, his mother sold his beloved jewelry and clothes, and exchanged them for silver taels to invite Langzhong; For the next few days and nights, she waited at his bedside every step of the way, taking care of him undressed......

What a great mother's love. At that time, he thought: Is there a better person in this world than his mother?

But at this time, he suddenly wanted to make him believe that such a good mother was not his own mother, and the truth of the matter was so cruel, how could he accept it?

At this time, he only felt that his whole body and mind seemed to be completely numb, and he was so stiff that he couldn't move; The only clear feeling is that a big hole has been dug in the chest, and the cold wind is pouring in, cold through the heart.

How he wished it was just a nightmare!

Whoever forsakes me will not remain in the day of yesterday; Those who disturb my heart will have many troubles today......

He sighed, lifted his dull eyes, and stared blankly at the dark sky.

In the chaotic thoughts, he couldn't help but think of He Yuting and Princess Evergreen.

He remembered that time, in the bedroom on the second floor of Qinfang Villa, He Yuting was poisoned by scorpions, and he took him to the Divine Doctor Villa for medical treatment.

He also remembered what Princess Evergreen had said to him, "Auntie just likes you very much." From the first time I saw you, my aunt had a strange feeling in her heart, she never forgot you all day long, and she often saw you in her dreams, I don't know why? ……”

He remembered that more than one person said that he was a dragon bloodline, a phoenix son and a dragon grandson, he had scoffed at it and disagreed, but now he finally understood.

What he didn't understand was why Creation was playing such a trick on him, why did God play such a cruel joke on him?

He was in pain, wandering, and he asked himself over and over again: What should I do? Reveal the truth to the world and admit that he is the son of He Yuting and Princess Evergreen?

No, it must not be! Just to keep this secret, my mother has been suffering for four years, and she refuses to tell the truth of the matter until she dies......

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps behind him. Yang Zhen hurried

Come, "Brother Ling, where are you here, the adults are about to go to the court to ask the case, let's go!" ”

Ling Yun said dumbly: "Or Ge's case?" ”

Yang Zhen said: "Yes." I also heard that Master He is also coming, and this case can be tried! ”

"Ho, my lord? ......" Ling Yun's pupils trembled slightly, and his eyes instantly shattered; His already pale face turned even paler.