Chen Qingling's Daughter

Jiang Yanli behaved in a daze along the way, and Jin Ling wanted to ask his mother several times if he had met his aunt, and if he had confirmed the date of his marriage with Si Zhui.

But seeing his mother's expression and the red circles around his eyes, Jin Ling decisively shut his mouth. He felt that this was not a good time to ask.

When they returned to Lianhuawu, Jiang Yanli still had a cold face. Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan, who were waiting in the hall, looked at their daughter's expression, and subconsciously pulled Jin Ling aside: "You're messing with your mother again! Angry"

Jin Ling was taken aback by the question, tilted his head and thought for a long time, then shook his head: "I didn't do anything."

Looking at the faces of his parents and sister, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but say, "I, go back and rest first."

"Ah Cheng, stop." Jiang Yanli looked livid, looked at Jiang Cheng's figure, and said in a cold voice, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at his sister, mumbled for a long time, but finally did not open his mouth.

"Don't you want to tell me who sacrificed his life to bring me back to life?" Jiang Yanli had tears in his eyes again.

Seeing her daughter's tears, Yu Ziyuan couldn't help but stepped forward, frowning: "Ah Cheng, are you making your sister angry again?"

Jiang Cheng opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

"Aren't you usually very stubborn? You talk." Jiang Yanli couldn't help crying anymore: "Tell me, do you know that Wei Nu is our sister?"

Jiang Cheng knew that it was impossible to hide this matter, but he didn't expect his sister to know the identity of Wei Nvze so soon, but since his sister already knew about it, he could only nod his head,

Looking at Jiang Yanli who nodded silently, tears flowed down even more: "You know, you know why you still do such a thing?"

Seeing his sister crying uncontrollably, Jiang Cheng knelt down in front of Jiang Yanli, "Sister, I was wrong."

Jin Zixuan didn't know what was the key to it, but seeing his wife crying out of breath, he took two steps forward and hugged her into his arms: "Ah Li doesn't cry, talk slowly if you have something to do, what is Ah Cheng doing?" gone?"

Jiang Yanli cried for a while, then pointed to Jiang Cheng and said, "He forced my sister to death."

Hearing the news of Wei Nvze's death, Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan were also taken aback.Yu Ziyuan simply pulled the woman over and asked, "Who do you think Jiang Cheng forced to death?"

Jiang Yanli threw himself into his mother's arms, and said after a while, "He killed my aunt Jiang Lanting's daughter, and Wen Sheng's wife, Wei Nv."

Yu Ziyuan was a little dazed, and staggered to a chair beside her, staring at Jiang Cheng in a daze, speechless.

Jiang Yanli looked at Jiang Cheng without saying a word for a long time, and it took a long time for Jiang Yanli to pull Jiang Cheng's collar and cry: "You know that she is also our sister, how can you do it, you still use her son Forcing her, how do you let me deal with myself."

Jin Ling listened in a daze, staring at Jiang Cheng stupidly, trembling all over.

"How could you do such a thing?" Jin Ling couldn't help shouting angrily.

"Since when do you have the right to speak? Shut up." Jiang Cheng couldn't hate his parents, sisters, and husbands, not even his nephew.

"Don't vent your anger on Ah Ling," Yu Ziyuan yelled at Jiang Cheng, "You tell me clearly, you already knew that Wei Nu is your aunt's daughter? Not only did you not tell us, but you actually used his son to force him to kill her?"

"Me," Jiang Cheng could only explain with his neck stuck up in the face of his mother's anger, "I also want to revive my sister as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Jiang Yanli was angry, but he understood that Jiang Cheng did all this for himself, and no matter how angry he was, he couldn't vent his anger, so he could only lean on Jin Zixuan and weep silently.

"Excuses," Jin Ling roared suddenly, "It's all excuses," Jin Ling glared at Jiang Cheng, "It's not that they will set off to capture Su She after a day of rest, and then they will naturally resurrect A Niang, or Can't you wait for these two days?"

It's only two days, and we can't wait two more days. Jin Ling's eyes turned red when he thought of Lan Sizhui, who had just been with his mother for two days.

Putting it in another place, if someone told him today that his mother was killed again, he would probably have collapsed in the past.

"Okay, Jin Ling, now that you have both parents, my uncle won't be able to control you, right?" Jiang Cheng frowned and said, "Your mind is full of remnants of your Wen family, right?"

"The rest of the evil, the rest of the evil, you always say that people are evil. A Yuan grew up in the Lan family, and his surname is Wen. Will Wen Ruohan's sins be counted on him?" Jin Ling couldn't help but burst into tears. Come down: "What about me, what about me?"

"My little uncle Jin Guangyao controlled the Yinhu Talisman to murder my parents, my grandfather Jin Guangshan used the Yinhu Talisman to get his hands on the Yinhu Talisman, and the Cholera Immortal Clan framed Wei Wuxian. Are all these things also counted on me?"

Jiang Cheng shut his mouth. Some things are like this. If he were someone else's child, he would be able to dislike him openly and call him his own child. He would take it for granted that his own child was also the one who was victimized, and he was very wronged: "Then why? It can be the same, your father was also killed by Jin Guangyao."

"Isn't that Wen Sheng? Who doesn't know that Wen Sheng was poisoned to death by his own father, Wen Ruohan. Isn't Wen Sheng considered a victim?" Jin Ling was also out of breath from crying.

Although Jiang Fengmian didn't say a word, tears were already streaming down his face. He and his sister Jiang Lanting were quite different in age, so it can be said that his sister Jiang Lanting brought him up.

He couldn't protect his sister well back then, but today he knew that his sister's only daughter had died at the hands of his son, and he was heartbroken.

Hearing his grandson Jin Ling mentioning Wen Sheng, Jiang Fengmian couldn't help but think of the nights that were never dark. He felt sad and regretful for a moment, and it gave him a splitting headache.

Seeing the way Jiang Fengmian was clutching his forehead, Yu Ziyuan knew that he must have had a headache again, and regardless of the sadness in his heart, she quickly helped Jiang Fengmian to sit on the side, took the medicine and gave him the medicine.

Jiang Cheng saw that his father was indeed very angry with him, so he could only shut up, kneel in front of his father, and wait for his father to punish him.

Jiang Fengmian took the medicine and waited for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "Third lady, do you remember that it was rumored back then that ghosts cry every night."

Of course Yu Ziyuan knew about the blatant Night Night and Ghost Night Cry that she was wearing back then, but she just didn't understand why Jiang Fengmian would suddenly bring up this matter: "I remember this, but why did you suddenly mention this?"

"Back then, Wen Sheng once asked me to do a favor." Jiang Fengmian's hands were trembling: "That year was the year when Wen Sheng wanted to send the child away, and Wen Sheng gave it to him and Wei Nu without telling everyone. The child took the medicine of feigning death, and after the effect of the medicine took effect, he took the child away and handed it over to someone else to raise him. But," Jiang Fengmian paused, took two deep breaths before saying, "It's just that something happened halfway. Nv Wei was holding Wen Yuan at that time, but after the effect of the medicine took effect, Nv Wei suddenly went berserk, no one could take the child away from her. So, Wen Sheng asked me to help."

"At that time, Wen Sheng was in charge of hugging Wei Nvze, and I went to take the child away from him." Jiang Fengmian seemed to be caught in some bad memory, trembling all over: "Wen Sheng's height of two meters, At that time, I couldn't hold a thin and small Wei Nvze at all, and Wei Nvze wanted to go crazy at the time, crying and screaming wildly. Crying, howling, I will never forget it in my life. They have been married for nine years and finally got such a child, and they have to send it away when they are two years old. It is the scar on the apex of their hearts," Jiang Fengmian held Yu Ziyuan comforted his hand, and continued: "And today, my son, his cousin, was able to blackmail her with that child."

"They had to send the older child away in that way so that the child would not be controlled and hurt by Wen Sheng, but I didn't expect that it was my own son who threatened them with the child today. "

Jiang Fengmian pointed at Jiang Cheng with tears in his eyes and said, "A Ling has been born without father or mother for so many years, but he still has your uncle to protect him, and his little uncle to love him. Have you ever thought about what happened to his daughter Wei? Grown up?"

"There is also no father and no mother. Would you take care of the child when she is Tibetan? Nunnery Wei is my own niece. When she needs my uncle to take care of her, I can't help her, take care of her, or even take care of her. "Jiang Fengmian pointed at Jiang Cheng and scolded angrily: "But I never imagined that the one who hurt her the most in the end was my own son. How can you tell me to see my sister when the time comes?"

Several people in the lobby of Lianhuawu quarreled and cried together, a boy from the Jiang family led a child from the Lan family into the door: "Sovereign, someone from the Lan family is here."

Jiang Cheng stood up, touched his tears carelessly, and said coldly, "What's the matter? Bring him in."

Lan Xiao's child is still the same child who came to the invitation card last time, but this time when he came to Lianhuawu again, all the smiles on the child's face were gone, and the circles of his eyes were a little red. He cried to Jiang's house The Jiang family with red and swollen eyes didn't care at all. He just took out an invitation card from his arms, and handed it up respectfully with both hands: "Tomorrow, Yunshen will hold a great funeral ceremony. Hope to participate."

Jiang Fengmian calmed down his emotions slowly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Is it Miss Wei's funeral? We know."

The kid from the Lan family shook his head, his voice choked up: "It's not the funeral of my aunt, it's, it's..."

The children of the Lan family tried a few times in a row, but they didn't explain whose funeral this time it was.

Seeing his hesitation, several members of the Jiang family probably had a name in their minds, maybe it wasn't the funeral that was going to be held this time, it was their family's senior Lan Qiren who had the highest backup in age.

But the kid from the Lan family finally said another name, and said in a weeping voice: "It's Senior Brother Lan Sizhui, Lord Qingyuan."

"Who are you talking about?" Jin Ling was stunned for a moment, and rushed forward in two steps, grabbing the Lan family kid's shoulders with both hands: "Who do you say is dead?"

The kid from the Lan family shook off Jin Ling's hands, and roared in tears, "I said that our brother Sizhui is dead. He died of illness this morning. You are satisfied."

Jin Ling's tears rolled down the stairs, with an expression of disbelief: "Impossible, I saw that he was fine a few days ago, it's only been a few days, how is it possible?"

"How is it possible?" The child from the Lan family touched his tears: "How is it impossible? Go ask your good uncle what he did? Now that their mother and child are all dead, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied with the Jiang family? "Speaking, the kid from the Lan family threw the invitation into the stunned Jinling's arms, turned his head and left Lianhuawu without saluting.

Jinling read it slowly with a dazed expression, picked up the invitation card that fell on the floor, and slowly opened it, only to see that it was written brightly: Yunmengjiang family, please go to Gusu Yunshen on August [-]th to participate in this invitation card. Qingyuan Junlan, an inner disciple of the school, made a taboo vow with the word Si Chaser for the mourning ceremony.

A smear of bright red blood dripped onto the pale paper of the invitation, and Jiang Cheng subconsciously supported Jinling who was crumbling.

Jin Ling threw away Jiang Cheng at once, raised the invitation card in his hand, tears dripped slowly mixed with the blood from the corner of his lips: "Don't touch me, are you satisfied now? You finally got your wish? Are you satisfied that they are all dead?" La?"

Jin Ling roared almost hoarsely, and then, as if he had lost all his strength, he fell to the ground and wept bitterly.

Jiang Yanli walked slowly to his son, knelt down and hugged Jin Ling into his arms, Jin Ling fell into his mother's arms and wept bitterly.

Jiang Cheng stood aside, at a loss.

In fact, he didn't want things to turn out like this.

Jin Ling suddenly struggled to stand up from his mother's arms, without saying a word, after wiping away his tears indiscriminately, he grabbed the Suihua sword in his hand, and rushed away without saying a word go out.

Jiang Yanli didn't grab Jin Ling, and let him rush out like a fairy with straight brows.Jiang Yanli anxiously called Jin Ling's name, seeing that he couldn't call his son, Jiang Yanli had no choice but to turn around and go back to catch Jin Zixuan.

Jin Zixuan helped Jiang Yanli up, and said with a stern expression, "I'm going to chase Ah Ling back."

Jiang Yanli shook her head. Although she was in a hurry, she probably already knew where Jin Ling went: "I probably know where Ah Ling is going back. Take me there."

Where will Jin Ling go?

No need to think about it, Jin Ling must have gone somewhere in Yunshen.

For a moment without seeing Lan Sizhui's body with his own eyes, Jin Ling couldn't believe the news that Lan Sizhui had died.

Lan Jingyi knew almost immediately that someone was forcibly breaking into the unknown place of Yunshen. He didn't alarm Lan Zhan, and took a few children to the mountain gate to check. I don't know where to go, except for Jin Ling, probably there is no one else.

Sure enough, Lan Jingyi and the others stopped the embarrassed Jinling at the mountain gate.

At this moment, Jin Ling's appearance was more than a mess, his originally meticulous hair was a little disheveled, his eyes were red with blood at the corners of his mouth, and his face was covered with tears.

Lan Jingyi was startled when she saw Jin Ling's appearance, and quickly supported the staggering Jin Ling: "What's wrong with you? What happened to you?"

Jin Ling didn't take a direct look at Lan Jingyi, and didn't even pay attention to Lan Jingyi's kind support. He pushed Lan Jingyi away and continued to stagger towards the inside.

Looking at Jin Ling's actions, Lan Jingyi didn't see the slightest bit of anger on his face, instead a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Is Cheng An back?"

The kid on the side shook his head: "According to senior brother Cheng An's speed, it's probably not long since he came out of Yunmeng, and there is no Gusu yet."

Lan Jingyi nodded: "Looking at Jin Ling's appearance, the speed of this journey is probably very fast."

"Look at his appearance, he is sincere to us when we miss each other." Lan Jingyi muttered something, and with a strange smile, he led a group of children slowly towards the blue room.

Early this morning, Ze Wujun and senior Lan Qiren went to Qinghe to hunt down Su She. He risked having his house copied thousands of times, and he managed to convince Lan Zhan to cooperate with their plan to send the unconscious Lan Si Chase it into the coffin that was originally intended for Wei Nvze, and park it in the orchid room.

Come to think of it, if Jin Ling really had a deep-rooted love for Si Zhui, he couldn't figure out whether the layout of the orchid room was a mourning hall.

Sure enough, when Jin Ling threw himself into the orchid room, all his eyes and mind were on the coffin.

He staggered, tears streaming down his face, he didn't even see Wei Ying and Lan Zhan standing aside and staring at him.

"Tell me, did he realize that SiZhui is not dead?" Wei Ying leaned close to Lan Zhan and whispered.

Lan Zhan watched Jin Ling's reaction, and said lightly, "No."

Wei Ying clicked the bullet, then turned his head and said to Lan Jingyi who had just entered the door: "If you get out of play after a while, look, I won't intercede with your father."

Lan Jingyi wrinkled her nose and stared at Jin Ling closely, although she felt that Jin Ling would not do anything out of the ordinary.

Jin Ling staggered to the side of the coffin, and slowly bent down to look at Lan Sizhui in the coffin.

Jin Ling watched Lan Sizhui lying peacefully in the coffin, a mouthful of blood spewed out, the blood mixed with tears, big drops fell on Lan Sizhui's face.

Lan Sizhui frowned, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his slender fingers trembled slightly.

But unfortunately, Jin Ling lay on Lan Sizhui's body and wept bitterly, not paying attention to Lan Sizhui's actions.

I don't know how long Jin Ling cried, but a pair of slender and cold hands touched Jin Ling's tear-stained cheeks.

Jin Ling slowly came back to his senses, and followed his hand to look at his master.

The owner of that hand was lying in the coffin, looking at him with his eyes open.

"A Ling, don't cry."

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