Broken Moon of Tibetan Love

Spring is deep, the catkins are lingering, and the scenery is pleasant.

Located in the south of the Yangtze River, Wanyue Villa is built by the water, with clear lotus ponds, scattered pavilions, winding paths and corridors, and elegantly carved beams.

People can't help but have such a picture in mind, someone is as gentle and elegant as ink, soaked in this elegance in his bones, embracing the mist beside the West Lake, with the bright mountains and beautiful water in his eyes, holding a purple bamboo bone umbrella, lightly The slim figures melt into the fluttering tobacco, like poetry and fantasy.

It's just that in this season when the grass is green, there is an oppressive silence in Wanyue Villa.

In the Feizhao Pavilion these days, the fragrance of the medicine is constant, and the bitter and astringent taste is mixed in the drizzle and cannot be dissipated.

Ruan Suxue handed the empty medicine bowl to the maid beside her, then got up and lowered the bed curtain lightly, trying not to disturb the people lying on the couch.

The bed curtains were hanging tightly and tightly, and the person lying on the bed could not be seen, only a hand wrapped in white cloth was placed outside the quilt, which was not covered by the bed curtain.Ruan Suxue carefully picked up the hand and put it back in the tent, then walked out of the room lightly with the maid.

The door creaked like a muffled sob.

"Madam Qi..." The middle-aged man who was waiting on the corridor looked worried before speaking, but Ruan Suxue silenced his voice.

The man nodded and followed Ruan Suxue slowly along the corridor.

"I gave Ling Qing some sedatives, and I think he can sleep for a few hours." Ruan Suxue said softly, "He has eaten Kuishi lotus, and he healed his wounds very quickly, plus my Ruan family's unique secret recipe for strengthening muscles and bones." , it should be no problem to use the sword again in the future."

"I'm going to trouble Madam to worry about it these days." The man bowed his hands.

"Hey, where is it?" Ruan Suxue looked back at the closed door lightly, then turned her head again, "If it weren't for Ling Qing, my mother and son wouldn't be here safely today...Master Ling should have taken care of his grandson Tiannian, because I also..."

Ling Guanghai waved his hand, "Madam, please don't feel guilty. General Qi has served the country all his life, but he didn't know how to retreat from the battlefield, but he was framed by traitors. Huo Xian, that old thief, even his wife, a girl and a child under the age of one. How can I just stand by and watch? What's more, General Qi once saved the old man's life, but I didn't expect that... that child Ling Qing would be so obsessed with it."

Ruan Suxue didn't make another sound.

Ling Qing's situation is very bad.

Going back that day and seeing such a tragic situation, Ruan Suxue was heartbroken and indignant, but also realized that the situation was not good for them at that time. She was afraid that the villagers would not be able to explain it when they found out, so she left Qingyun County overnight with Ling Qing and Qi Zhao.

When she arrived in Yangzhou and saw the semicolon of the Weiyuan Escort, she took out Yang Zhenhai's token and asked the Weiyuan Escort to contact the people at Wanyue Villa immediately.Ling Qing's body was seriously injured, the sword on his right shoulder just passed through the lute bone, hurting the meridians, his left wrist was fractured, and there were serious internal injuries, but the most serious injury was not on his body...

Ruan Suxue didn't know what kind of master the other party was to be able to injure Ling Qing so badly. She couldn't imagine what it was like at that time... In fact, she didn't dare to think about it. No one would be able to bear such a bloody and cruel scene. .

Just hearing Ling Qing's painful ravings and almost desperate screams in a coma made her heart ache, and every time she almost shed tears to feed Ling Qing the wound medicine.

Ling Guanghai quickly brought people to find them, and Ling Guanghai was also taken aback when he saw them.

It turned out that not long ago, I got news from the palace from Dongli Muyun that Qi Jingyue's widow and son had died, and the life and death of the Jianghu master who was with them was unknown. Obviously, he did not expect to see his son whose life and death are unknown here. Not to mention that Qi Jingyue's wife and children were still alive.

Ruan Suxue was worried about handing over the seriously injured Ling Qing to another doctor, so she brought Qi Zhao, Ling Guanghai and others back to Wanyue Villa.

Ling Qing was sometimes sober and sometimes comatose along the way. When he was sober, he seemed to be a different person. He completely lost the gentleness and restraint he had before. No one can hold back, even Ling Guanghai can't recognize him.

Ruan Suxue had no choice but to add sedatives to his wound medicine, and Ling Qing slept all the time, but not restlessly, often sweating and dreaming, repeating "children" and "children" over and over again.

Ruan Suxue had no choice but to tell Ling Guanghai that they should have a grandson who was only a few months younger than Qi Zhao, but Huo Xian's people regarded it as her child... Ling Qing failed to save him My child, I was so stimulated that I...

Ling Guanghai and Mrs. Ling were naturally deeply saddened. He was their eldest grandson, but they hadn't even seen each other.

But Ruan Suxue knew that the pain in Ling Qing's heart was even worse.

It took him many days and nights to accept the fact that he was pregnant with a male body, and it took him several months to give birth to the child. It was his painstaking effort, the flesh of his palm... She even remembered the young man smiling lightly. Said that it was his child, the one who would inherit Wanyue Villa in the future, and he would be the best father in the world, the gentle and indifferent firmness... But everything is like yesterday, and it is all annihilated in the past. yesterday...

After recuperating in Wanyue Mountain Villa for a month, Ling Qing's condition improved a little. When she was awake, she was no longer irritable and frantic. She just locked herself in the room, very quiet and didn't speak, almost lifeless.But after nightfall, he still had to rely on tranquilizers to fall asleep.

Ruan Suxue couldn't bear seeing him like a walking corpse, but she couldn't do anything. She could heal Ling Qing's wounds, but the wounds in his heart... had no cure.

On this day, Ruan Suxue and her maid still brought Ling Qing soup and wanted to watch him finish it.

Seeing Ling Qing silently picked up the bowl expressionlessly and gulped it down without saying anything, Ruan Suxue couldn't help but think of the young man trying to avoid taking the tocolytic at that time. .

"Madam Praying..."

Ruan Suxue didn't react for a while, and when the slightly hoarse voice called her again, she looked at the person who made the sound in astonishment, and met the faint gaze of the other party.

"Mrs. Qi, I want to see Zhao'er..." Ling Qing said in a low voice, and there was a little brilliance in her eyes that had been dazed.

Ruan Suxue's heart skipped a beat, these days they never talked about children in front of him, and let the nanny hold Qi Zhao far away, for fear that the children's cries would irritate him.Now he suddenly said that he wanted to see the child, which made Ruan Suxue somewhat hesitant.

"Madam Qi, don't worry, I just haven't seen Zhao'er for a long time, and I miss him a little bit."

When Ling Qing said this, there was a bit of pleading in her words, Ruan Suxue thought about it, her heart softened, and she still ordered the maid to let the nanny bring Qi Zhao.

Qi Zhao is more than half a year old, and his facial features are even more handsome, his thick eyebrows are like swords, and he looks like a general. His black and smart eyes are full of curiosity about everything around him. He is hugged by the nanny, and he points to the east. Pointing to the west, the small mouth is wide open, not knowing what to express, and the clever appearance is very pleasing.

Ruan Suxue took the baby from the nanny and carried it to Ling Qing.

Ling Qing stared blankly at the little guy in Ruan Suxue's arms who was moving restlessly, his eyes were full of love and pity, and after watching, he unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch Qi Zhao's bulging little guy. Face, the little guy is not afraid of strangers, just grinning and giggling.

Ling Qing couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a slight smile, "Zhao'er grows really fast, it was only a little before, but now it's a lot bigger."

"Children, grow up three times overnight." Seeing that his mood is still calm, Ruan Suxue breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged the child closer to Ling Qing, teasing the child: "Our Zhao'er wants to grow up quickly, Only when I grow up can I worship Uncle Ling as my master, and then grow up to be as gentle and humble as Uncle Ling..."

Ling Qing's hand touching Qi Zhao's face stopped suddenly, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

"What about you, when you grow up, you should be like your father now, a restrained and stable person, a modest gentleman, gentle as jade, don't learn from your father..."

There was a sudden blood red in front of his eyes, and the ear-piercing cry of a child was heard, and someone's cold expression was reflected on the shining blade.

The knife swung up and fell.

Don't...that's my child!Don't---!

"Ling Qing! Ling Qing!"

Ruan Suxue's voice brought Ling Qing back to his senses. Zhao'er was crying loudly. Only then did Ling Qing realize that he had been pinching Zhao'er's arm, and withdrew his hand as if it was being burned. Ruan Suxue quickly turned around and handed Qi Zhao to the nanny. hold.

Seeing this, Ling Qing looked at her hands in panic, then raised her head to look at Ruan Suxue and explained, "Madam Qi, I, I didn't mean it..."

Ruan Suxue sat down beside him, patted his hand, signaled that she didn't blame him, and told him not to take it to heart.

"I have discussed with Master Ling, and I want to send you to live with Master Yuyuan in Qinghong Mountain for a period of time. Once you come to build your foundation with Qinghong sect's internal method, with their help, you can recover from your injuries." It is very helpful; secondly, it is also good for you to follow Master Yuyuan to preach and study the method of self-cultivation."

Ling Qing didn't say anything, just looked at Ruan Suxue with wide eyes, dazed and bewildered, a little pitiful as if she had been discarded, she nodded after a while, saying "OK" very lightly.

"Then you have a good rest." After Ruan Suxue finished speaking, she walked out with the nanny and the maid.

The door was closed, Ling Qing stared at the direction of the door in a daze for a while, then turned his gaze back to Gui Meng hanging on the wall.

Early the next morning, old owner Ling, Madam Ling and Ruan Suxue were having breakfast when the servant girl rushed into the dining room in a panic.

"Master! Ma'am! It's not good! Young Master, Young Master, you're gone!"

blah blah blah!

The chopsticks in someone's hand fell off.

On the uninhabited mountain road, there is flying dust in the sky, and the sound of horseshoes echoing endlessly in the valley.

"drive!"

While urging the horse, there was a crisp sound of the whip. The rider obviously thought the horse was not running fast enough, so he kept whipping the horse's buttocks with the whip.

From the capital to here, day and night, Yan Yunlie only thought, hurry up, hurry up.

A few days ago, someone handed over an unsigned letter to his subordinate, the addressee was Yan Yunlie, the leader of Tianjue Sect.

When he got the letter, he thought it was just another greeting card, opened it casually, and opened it to read the letter. The next moment he gasped, and then he jumped up from the chair excitedly.

There is only one line of elegant lowercase script on the letterhead, which reads: Pick up Junshan, make an appointment with you.

Yan Yunlie's hand holding the paper trembled uncontrollably, and he murmured, "Shijun Mountain...Shijun Mountain..." There is only one person who has an appointment with him in Shijun Mountain!

"How can I not save you? Even if you are smashed to pieces, I will pick you up bone by bone, hair by hair..."

It's Qin Lin!It's Qin Lin!

Yan Yunlie held the piece of paper and walked around the room excitedly, not knowing how to express the joy and impatience in his heart at the moment, but hated himself for not being able to grow a pair of wings to fly directly to pick up Junshan, or practice that The art of controlling the wind, which travels thousands of miles a day, can meet the person you miss day and night in the blink of an eye.

So hastily arranged the affairs around him, and then rode all the way to Shijun Mountain.

The last time Qin Lin and I came to pick Junshan was around this season.

The big tree on the cliff that was once used to tie the ropes, the long and narrow ground crack left by the ground tremors caused the earth to shake, the scenes of yesterday emerged one by one, Yan Yunlie reined in the reins and stopped the horse down.

There was a man standing on the edge of the cliff, with his back facing him, with white clothes floating in the air and jade hairpins in his hair.

After getting off his horse, Yan Yunlie walked over little by little.

He thought he was dreaming, and although he was delighted and eager to come over before, he also thought that maybe it was just a misunderstanding, or that Qin Lin would never appear at all, but after seeing the man on the cliff, His mind went blank for a moment.

That slender figure stood with his back to him, quietly and without interest, as if everything around him had stopped.

There was an indescribable emotion in Yan Yunlie's heart, slightly astringent and bitter, but also sweet and pleasant, for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

His Qin Lin, the Qin Lin who seemed mature, stable, introverted and gentle, but in fact was reckless and short-tempered; The Qin Lin who couldn't even find the ruler; that... the Qin Lin whom he loved so much that he could even give up his life for it...

"Qin Lin..." He called out, only to feel that the name was much unfamiliar, and he found it a bit difficult to pronounce it.

How long?

It's been a long, long time... It's been so long that it seems that we have been separated for several lifetimes, he almost forgot his voice, and almost couldn't remember his figure.

This farewell is almost a stranger.

The mountain wind blew in obliquely, lifting each other's robes, hunting and flying, the branches and leaves fluttered and the sound of the wind, one after another sharp whistling, Yan Yunlie stood a few feet behind him, the palm of the hand hanging in the sleeve had been crushed Soaked in sweat.

"Qin Lin?" He called again, but the other party still didn't respond, Yan Yunlie felt a little uneasy, hesitated for a while, but decided to step forward, and moved behind him.

"Tell me, why did you leave? Do you know that after you left, this lord..." While talking, he put his hand on the other person's shoulder, and when he was about to turn him around, he suddenly felt something was wrong .

murderous look? !

The opponent slowly turned around following the strength in his hand, Yan Yunlie did not see the silver mask in his memory, but his eyes were a pair of eyes filled with hatred and murderous desire.

When he was stunned, the opponent's arm shook, Yan Yunlie quickly turned around to avoid it, but he felt something pierce his clothes, and the cold thing rubbed against the skin of his arm, causing a burning and stinging pain.

Yan Yunlie slashed down, knocking off the gleaming silver thing in the opponent's hand, and it fell to the ground with a clang. It turned out to be a short dagger that could be hidden in the palm of his hand. If he hadn't dodged quickly, the unexpected knife might have hit the heart.

But the opponent didn't give him any chance to think, turned his palm to his side, opened and retracted his five fingers, and suddenly a cold light swirled out of the bushes with green leaves and grass clippings, and what fell into the opponent's hand was a sword.With a wave of the opponent's sword, the sand, stones and dust were swept up on the ground, captivating Yan Yunlie's sight.

Yan Yunlie never expected that in the blink of an eye, the situation would become like this. The mountain wind carried sand and rocks to cover the opponent well. Obviously, the opponent had been planning for a long time, and if one plan failed, they would try another plan.Although the opponent's hand injury has not healed, the sword energy is insufficient, and the sword's momentum is messy, but all the moves are aimed at his vital points, and it seems that he will not stop until he takes his life.

Yan Yunlie used his palm as a sword, and forced the opponent to the edge of the cliff. When he saw the sword, he stabbed at him, pinched his index finger and middle finger, and stopped the sword.

"Why you? Where is Qin Lin?" Yan Yunlie asked sternly.

He naturally knew the person in front of him, but at this moment, he was full of murderous aura, his eyes were ruthless and bloodshot, and he was by no means the Moon Moon Sword Ling Qing who was considered a gentle gentleman in his memory.

Ling Qing's sword was restrained, and he couldn't get away from the cliff behind him, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he actually laughed.

That smile was indescribably weird and cold, Yan Yunlie felt that the man in front of him seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and was about to raise his hand to knock him unconscious, but at the next moment, Ling Qing shot ahead of him, grabbing his arm, There was still that smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was a bit of strange feeling added, like despair, like sadness, and like nostalgia for throwing everything away.

"There is no one else here, only... the person who wants to take you to hell forever!"

After Ling Qing finished speaking calmly, Gui Meng twitched his hand, and fell backwards on tiptoe. At the same time, he grabbed Yan Yunlie's hand and pulled it hard, leading him to jump down the abyss !

"What are you doing?" Yan Yunlie roared.

"Yes, you, die!"

The mountain wind brought Ling Qingyun's calm and breezy words to Yan Yunlie's ears, Yan Yunlie was furious, turned his palm and hit Ling Qing's chest, and pushed Ling Qing away with his inner strength.Ling Qing grabbed him very hard, but when Yan Yunlie pushed him away with his palm, he still didn't let go, and actually tore off a piece of his sleeve.

Yan Yunlie raised his palm, borrowed his strength, and saw the rock protrusion on the cliff with his sharp eyes. He stretched out his hand and clasped it firmly, hanging on the cliff.

Ling Qing allowed himself to fall, looking at Yan Yunlie who was getting further and further away, his chest felt tight, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The same situation, but a completely different end!

He wanted to kill Yan Yunlie wholeheartedly to avenge his child, and even thought that if he couldn't, he could die together.But at this moment, before his body was broken to pieces, his heart ached like cracks, it was because of the child who died tragically, and it was also because of his own failure, and more and stronger emotions flooded in because of the love he once loved so much, People who hate to the bone now.

"How can I not save you? Even if you are smashed to pieces, I will pick you up bone by bone, hair by hair..."

There was a blur in front of her eyes, Ling Qing closed her eyes, stretched her body, and remembered what Ruan Suxue said to herself──

Forget him, don't think about it anymore, just pretend he never existed...

Yes.

When you die, you don't have to think about anything, when you die... you can let go of everything...

Yan Yunlie was hanging in the air, he looked down and saw the other party falling straight down, his eyes fixed on him, and then slowly closed as if giving up.The flat body, the white clothes vibrate the wind, like the fallen leaves, without any support.

Seeing this situation, Yan Yunlie couldn't help but his heart jumped wildly.

This scene is too similar!It actually reminded him of the scene of Qin Lin being hit by a rock and falling off the cliff to save him.

A thought suddenly came to mind, this person should have something to do with Qin Lin!

Let go of the hand holding the protruding rock, Yan Yunlie kicked on the rock wall and rushed straight down.He also has experience in falling once. After catching up with Ling Qing, he hugged Ling Qing with one hand, and with a wave of the other, a sharp wind swept away a large bush below.

Whoa!

The broken branches cushioned the force of the fall, and the two fell on it.

Ling Qing already had unhealed injuries, and just now he took Yan Yunlie's palm. Although the strength of his fall was slowed down by half, he still spurted out a mouthful of blood after landing.

He opened his eyes, and was confused for a moment, then suddenly woke up, murderous again, Gui Meng was held in his hand and never let go, and he was about to stab at him with a twist of his wrist.Yan Yunlie grabbed Ling Qing's arm with one hand without looking at it, and snapped off his wrist.

"...What's your relationship with Qin Lin?" Yan Yunlie pressed him down to suppress all his resistance, and asked seriously.

Ling Qing was taken aback, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

Yan Yunlie repeated it again, a little emotionally, "What's the relationship between you and Qin Lin?"

"I don't know Qin Lin at all!" Ling Qing replied.

Yan Yunlie's anxiety was fully revealed, "You don't know Qin Lin, so how do you know that if you ask me to meet here, I will definitely come?!"

Ling Qing didn't speak. After the frenzy, he was already awake. He was driven by killing thoughts before, so he didn't care about it. He hadn't recovered his skill and couldn't do it face to face. He had to use that method. He wanted to bet that if Yan Yunlie still remembered Qin Lin's words.

But he never expected that Yan Yunlie would appear so quickly, without any hesitation, and he was so concerned about Qin Lin's whereabouts.

Ling Qing really wanted to laugh, so he laughed loudly twice, but he didn't do it. He maintained such an ambiguous posture with Yan Yunlie, looked at the handsome face in front of him with clear eyes, and said in an understatement tone : "You can't see him, you will never see him again in your life."

Qin Lin died a long time ago, and died with the child, and the murderer is you!

It was you who sent them on the road with your own hands, and you who killed them with your own hands, and here, only Ling Qing is left, Ling Qing who has nothing but hatred and regret!

Yan Yunlie, you must never have imagined that the child that you watched helplessly being hacked to death by a blood drop... was actually your own flesh and blood!

Yan Yunlie was taken aback for a moment, then grabbed Ling Qing's shoulder and shook him, "Is he still alive? Where is he now? Tell me quickly!"

The corner of Ling Qing's mouth curled up, showing irony, "You can ask him yourself after you get off the underworld."

Hearing this, Yan Yunlie was stunned for a moment, then straightened his upper body, grabbed Ling Qing's shoulders and pulled him up from the ground, "Don't you just want my life?"

With another click, he connected Ling Qing's wrist which he had taken off, groped for Gui Meng on the ground and put it in his hand, grabbed his hand and put Gui Meng on his neck.

"I want you to kill me! I will give you my life! You can cut into pieces or cut into pieces!" Yan Yunlie shouted excitedly, with a little force in his hand, Gui Meng's blade left a slit on his neck. The slender red line, "Why didn't you do it? Didn't you just want to die with me?"

Without further movement, both of them looked at each other with wide eyes.After a long while, Yan Yunlie calmed down a little before he spoke, "I hope Ling Shaoxia will tell Qin Lin's whereabouts. I just want to see him once, just take a look at him from a distance, and then this life... you can take it with you."

Ling Qing couldn't believe what he heard, his heart was beating wildly.

Yan Yunlie actually gave his life to meet Qin Lin...why?He thought he had forgotten him a long time ago, he thought he had a newcomer to swim with him, but that person still had "Qin Lin" in his heart...why?Why exactly?Could it be... Could it be that he...

"Is he...so important?" Can't help blurting out.

Yan Yunlie was startled for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and eyes slantingly, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile, "It's very important..."

He replied without thinking, and his deep and mellow voice whispered in the forest, "He is the person who can give up everything and even life. For him, I have never regretted being a dog and being insulted by others. Regarding Qin Lin, this seat will not hesitate to say anything."

The tenderness in the words can't help but make people's hearts rippling, and the firmness in the words is enough to make people believe what kind of ardent and passionate feelings he has for him.

Ling Qing was stunned, and then suddenly came back to his senses, "Master Yan, you are the one who wants to take refuge in treacherous ministers. Don't find any excuses to pull others' backs. What did Qin Lin do to you, Master Yan? You actually want to make Master Yan feel guilty. Such a serious crime? Such a big sacrifice?"

"You don't believe it?" Yan Yunlie was taken aback, staring into his eyes for a moment of silence, and then curled his lips a little shyly, "Yes, even Qin Lin doesn't believe me..."

Yan Yunlie let go of Ling Qing's hand holding the sword hilt, and then stood up, "Ling Shaoxia, I am not a person who does not believe what I promise, but I still have important things to do, and I am determined not to die here. With the method of dispelling Gu, I will naturally come to Ling Shaoxia in person, and no matter whether Ling Shaoxia is willing to tell Qin Lin's whereabouts or not, this life belongs to Ling Shaoxia."

After he finished speaking, he put his index finger in his mouth and blew out a clear and long whistle. The whistle sound was melodious, and it echoed continuously in the valley.A moment later, Yan Yunlie's horse appeared in the valley and hoofed up to Yan Yunlie.

Yan Yunlie stroked the horse's fur, but there was still a slight evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Please Ling Shaoxia bring a sentence to Qin Lin for me, "Love is fate, and love without love is bitter." I have no relationship with him, but this love can be proved by the world, and the sun and the moon can learn from it. This seat will say goodbye first, The agreement with Ling Shaoxia will definitely not be violated!"

After finishing speaking, he got on the horse, controlled the horse that kept stomping its hooves, bowed to Ling Qing, and beat the horse away.

Ling Qing sat on the ground in a daze for a while, then suddenly remembered something, suddenly stood up and turned around, only to see a figure in the distance, with black robes and sleeves flapping.With a twist of Ling Qing's wrist holding the sword, Gui Meng turned around in his palm and was held in his backhand. He raised his arm and was about to throw the sword in his hand towards the back...

Halfway through the force, the hand froze in mid-air, trembling, Ling Qing closed his eyes a little dejectedly, and took his hand back.

The sound of horseshoes was getting farther and farther away, and even the broad back disappeared into the sea of ​​flowers in the forest, taking away a few pieces of melancholy and a ray of thoughts.

Love is fate, ruthless lovesickness...

In the early morning, when the housekeeper opened the door, he saw a person sitting at the door, leaning against the stone lion at the door. His clothes were dirty, and there seemed to be dried blood on the cuffs.I thought it was a homeless man somewhere, and was about to chase someone away, when I caught a glimpse of the sword placed by the man beside him.

Huh?Isn't this the Returning Dream Sword of the Young Master?

Looking at the person sitting there who seemed to be asleep, the next moment, the old man with handicapped legs turned around and ran inside, shouting, "Master! Master! The young master is back!"

Everyone sitting in the lobby frowning, heard the old butler's voice, stood up at the same time, and hurried to the door.

Ling Qing came back to Wanyue Mountain Villa with a whole body of injuries, but compared to the chaotic, mad and out-of-control look before, this time he came back a lot more sober, taking medicine when he should drink medicine, eating when he should eat, and occasionally joking Two sentences, as if returning to the past.

No one dared to ask him where he had gone, for fear that he would be irritated again if he got better.

However, Ling Qing will never forget the grief of losing a child.He hated Yan Yunlie, hated him for working for the traitors, hated him for indirectly killing their flesh and blood.But when Yan Yunlie said that he did this for Qin Lin, Ling Qing was struck by lightning for an instant.

Why Qin Lin?

What is he going to do for Qin Lin?

Obviously he is Qin Lin, but he can't figure out the hidden connection.