The prince of love, the wealth has come to me

"Okay, okay!" Ling Feng was so excited that he didn't know what to say. God was still kind to him. Now that his daughter was found, there was hope for A Luo's illness.

Ever since Ling Yueqing said that she could cure it, Qiao has been in a state of confusion. Over the years, she has seen countless famous doctors and miracle doctors, but has never heard such a firm answer from anyone.

"A Luo, did you hear that? The miracle doctor said she can be cured. You are not allowed to say discouraging things anymore." Ling Feng held Qiao's shoulders and said seriously.

"Yes, I understand. Thank you, miracle doctor." Qiao's eyes were full of tears and she was about to get out of bed and salute.

Ling Yueqing stopped him and said, "After you are cured, it will not be too late to thank you."

Yuwen Che always looked at Qiao secretly. Sure enough, his sister had grown up. Just as they thought, she was a beauty and her shadow could still be vaguely seen in her youth.

Several times, he almost couldn't help but wanted to go up and ask her if she still remembered him, how she had been living these years, and whether she blamed him.

But he couldn't, because his sister's body couldn't stand the stimulation. He needed to wait a little longer and ask her after ten days.

Qiao could always feel the gazes directed towards her. Looking around, she saw only the old man in that direction. Occasionally their eyes would meet, and his look was full of pity and hidden pain.

Qiao didn't think much about it and thought that he might be thinking of an old friend. After all, he was old and everyone had some past memories.

On the second day, Ling Feng and Yuwen Che rushed to their respective military camps to continue their tug-of-war.

Ling Yueqing and Xiao Mingchen stayed in the mansion to treat Qiao. In the past two days, Ling Yueqing's dreams became more frequent. The flames in the sky, the shrill screams, and the sounds of swords clashing made her unable to sleep all night.

She thought that perhaps the truth behind the hunt she had endured all these years was hidden in this dream. It seemed that she had to visit the place in the dream.

Soon the tenth day arrived. The night before yesterday, Ling Feng and Yu Wen Che rushed over and stayed by the bed.

"father."

“Hey!” “Hey!”

Ling Yueqing called out, and Ling Feng and Yu Wenche responded one after another.

Ling Yueqing looked around at the two of them and smiled awkwardly. Now Yuwen Che was not sure whether he was his uncle or not, so it would not be appropriate to change the title rashly.

She coughed lightly, "Has Xin'er returned to Shengjing?"

Yuwen Che nodded, "Yes, I sent people to protect them. Yueyu also went with us. According to the date, they should have entered Shengjing."

Everyone was concerned about Qiao's condition, and no one spoke for a while.

Finally, as everyone expected, Qiao opened her eyes after a moan.

"Aluo, are you awake? How do you feel?"

Mrs. Qiao was stunned for a moment, and her eyes widened in disbelief, "Husband, I feel exceptionally good."

For many years, her chest felt like it was being pressed by a huge rock. Whenever she moved, she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. She had forgotten that her body could be so relaxed, so relaxed that she felt like she could fly at any moment.

She wanted to get up and get out of bed, but Ling Feng stopped her, "A Luo, you better stay out of bed and take good care of yourself."

"I want to go down and thank the miracle doctor for saving my life."

Ling Feng did not respond to her words, but confirmed again, "A Luo, are you sure you are in good health now?"

Mrs. Qiao looked at him in confusion and said, "Yes." Why did she feel that her husband was acting strange today?

Ling Feng looked at Ling Yueqing, and when he saw her nod, he let out a long sigh and said, "A Luo, your husband wants to tell you good news."

"What good news?"

"We have found our daughter!"

Qiao seemed to be stunned. She didn't react for a moment and just stared at Ling Feng motionlessly.

Ling Feng shook her gently, "A Luo, did you hear that?"

Qiao's tears flowed down her cheeks like beads that had broken off the string, wetting the quilt.

She grabbed Ling Feng's arm, "Is it true? You didn't lie to me? Where is Qing'er? Is she doing well these years?"

Ling Feng comforted him, "A Luo, don't worry, Qing'er is very good now, better than you and me. At this moment, Qing'er is far away in the sky, but she is right in front of us."

"Far away in the sky, yet close at hand..." Qiao recited silently. Her eyes looked around the room and finally fell on Ling Yueqing's face.

At some point, the three of them had removed their disguises and revealed their true faces.

Qiao recalled the position and attire just now and asked in surprise, "This... is a miracle doctor?"

Ling Yueqing smiled slightly, "I know a little bit about medicine, but it's nothing to mention."

Looking at the only woman in the room besides her, "Are you Qing'er?"

"Exactly."

Mrs. Qiao hurried to get out of bed. This time Ling Feng did not stop her. Instead, he helped her walk to Ling Yueqing.

Because I hadn't walked for a long time, it was particularly difficult to walk these few short steps.

"Qing'er?"

"Mom, I'm here." Ling Yueqing responded loudly. It was not their fault that they were separated back then. Since they wanted to recognize each other, there was no need to hesitate.

Mrs. Qiao raised her hand and gently stroked Ling Yueqing's face. Her face was filled with mixed emotions of sadness and joy. She turned back to Ling Feng and said, "My husband, look, our Qing'er has really grown into a great beauty."

"When Qing'er was a child, everyone who saw her said that she would be a beauty when she grew up, and they were right." She said to herself.

"It's a pity that we didn't grow up with her. We were not good parents. We lost her..."

"A Luo!" Ling Feng shouted, stopping her from thinking too much. "It's all in the past. We have found Qing'er now. From now on, we can spend the rest of our lives making it up to Qing'er and giving her the best of everything."

"Yes, yes, Qing'er, I have prepared a birthday present for you. I prepare one every year. You will definitely like it when you see it."

As he was about to call someone to get it, he was stopped by Ling Feng.

"Don't worry, the gift is right there and it won't go away. Let's talk to Qing'er first."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mrs. Qiao had always been looking forward to finding her daughter as soon as possible. Now that she had really found her, she was so excited that she could hardly control herself and was incoherent, not knowing what to say.

After a long time, she finally calmed down, and the two talked for a long time until late at night.

Ling Yueqing only reported the good news and not the bad news. She only talked about the happy things. Speaking out the bad things would only increase their guilt and would be useless.

The two chatted freely, starting from how Ling Yueqing lived with Nanny Li in the village, to her missions in the modern world, and finally to Ling Yueqing's substitutionary marriage.

Qiao and several others who were listening were all shocked and sighed. They lamented the difficulty of her life and were also shocked by the bizarreness of this other world.

Ling Feng looked at the spirited Qiao and felt deeply moved. It was great. He hadn't seen A Luo so spirited for many years.

"Okay, A'Luo, you're just fine. You should rest more and not overwork yourself." Ling Feng couldn't help but speak as he looked at Qiao who was about to continue speaking.