She is a real daughter. She relies on eavesdropping on people's thoughts and killing people ran

Luo Xueyun's words were gentle but firm, and her eyes were shining with a light that could not be ignored, like the brightest star in the night sky.

She bit her lower lip lightly, mustered up her courage, took a small step forward, almost touching Shen Yelin's collar.

Her slender white fingers twisted the corners of her clothes unconsciously, and her voice trembled slightly: "Brother Shen, Yunyun doesn't want to lose Brother Shen."

"So Brother Shen must take good care of himself."

"When you are worried about Yunyun and feel sorry for her, you should also feel sorry for yourself."

Shen Yelin did not expect Luo Xueyun to say this suddenly. He was stunned at first, and then the look in his eyes became extremely gentle.

Shen Ye Lin's gaze seemed to be caressed by the soft spring light, instantly melting the coldness around him.

He took a step forward slowly, his steps so light as if he was afraid to disturb this sudden tenderness.

The moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds and shone onto his angular profile, casting a faint silver glow on his gentle smile.

He stretched out his slender fingers and gently brushed away the scattered hair on Luo Xueyun's forehead. His movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of shattering the stars in her eyes.

The distance between the two people was silently shortened, and the air was filled with an indescribable sweetness and throbbing, as if the whole world had stopped.

Luo Xueyun shyly hid back, and now she didn't dare to look at Shen Yelin.

Two red clouds quietly climbed up Luo Xueyun's cheeks. She bit her lower lip gently, with her eyes lowered, as if those clear eyes concealed endless shyness and tenderness.

Her body unconsciously leaned back slightly, as if she wanted to create a subtle distance between herself and Shen Yelin, but she was reluctant to completely escape from that heart-pounding magnetic field.

There was an indescribable sweetness and tension in the air. The sunlight shone through the window lattice onto her fair face, giving her a light golden glow and adding a touch of moving charm.

Seeing this, Shen Yelin couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth into a gentle smile, and his eyes followed her softly, as if he could see through all the delicacy and evasion in her heart.

Luo Xueyun: "Brother Shen, you look at Yunyun like this, Yunyun feels a little embarrassed."

After saying this, the faint blush on her cheeks turned crimson. Luo Xueyun lowered her head shyly, not daring to look directly into Shen Yelin's deep eyes.

Shen Yelin chuckled: "Sorry."

Luo Xueyun: "Okay, okay, Brother Shen, go to bed quickly."

"This time, it's Yunyun's turn to guard Brother Shen."

She quickly changed the subject.

Shen Yelin did not continue the previous topic. He nodded slightly: "Okay."

But when he was about to lie down, Shen Yelin said slowly: "Yunyun, I know that you actually care about the General's Mansion."

"How about we go directly to the General's Mansion when we return?"

Luo Xueyun's hands subconsciously grasped her sleeves, her expression struggling: "But...but I don't know what to do."

"I'm a little scared."

Shen Yelin smiled and rubbed Luo Xueyun's head: "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

Luo Xueyun subconsciously reached out and grabbed Shen Yelin's hand: "If I were really their child, would Brother Shen abandon me?"

She looked at Shen Yelin with worried eyes.

Luo Xueyun's palms were slightly cold, but she tightly wrapped around Shen Yelin's warm fingers. Her eyes were flashing with a mixture of anxiety and fear, like the brightest star in the night sky, yet also the most fragile.

Shen Yelin's eyes were gentle and firm. He gently pulled Luo Xueyun closer, so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats. He leaned forward, his voice low and firm.

The sunlight shines on them, giving the promise a layer of silver glow. The picture is quiet and warm, as if the whole world has stopped.

Shen Yelin said without even thinking: "Absolutely impossible."

"No matter what, I will never abandon you."

A warm light flashed in Luo Xueyun's pupils, and it was as if a warm spring was flowing through her heart, making her feel warm.

The corners of her lips curled up into a beautiful smile: "Yeah."

The warmth in Luo Xueyun's eyes seemed to materialize, turning into a soft mist that lingered between the two of them.

She raised her hand gently, her fingertips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to touch but was afraid to break this warmth.

Upon seeing this, Shen Yelin held her hand without hesitation, their palms touching, conveying firmness and warmth.

Shen Yelin: "Trust me."

Luo Xueyun: “Yeah.”

The air around seemed to soften, and the sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows and giving the scene a layer of golden romance.

The corners of Luo Xueyun's mouth slowly curled up in a gentle arc, and tears flashed in her eyes, but it was not because of sadness, but because of overflowing happiness.

The figures of the two people are elongated in the interweaving of light and shadow, frozen into a warm picture.

The wind seemed to slow down, unwilling to disturb this quiet and beautiful time.

The two chatted for a while before Shen Ye Lin fell asleep.

Before closing his eyes, Shen Yelin looked at Luo Xueyun beside him and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to take a nap?"

He knew that Luo Xueyun liked to sleep, and when she slept, her cultivation and spiritual power were improving.

Also, the longer she slept, the better her wounds would heal.

So Shen Yelin hoped that the person sleeping on the bed now was Luo Xueyun.

But Shen Yelin couldn't beat Luo Xueyun, so he had no choice but to surrender.

Luo Xueyun shook her head: "No, no, Yunyun said she would endure Brother Shen and she must keep her word."

Seeing this, Shen Yelin smiled indulgently and said, "Okay, I promise, I'll go to sleep now."

Luo Xueyun: "Brother Shen, please hurry up. Yunyun will protect Brother Shen who is sleeping!"

Luo Xueyun's words were gentle and warm, like the first ray of sunshine in spring, gently brushing across the heart.

Only after seeing Shen Yelin close his eyes did Luo Xueyun feel relieved.

The sunlight was shining gently, and the room was covered with a layer of soft silver gauze. Luo Xueyun's voice was like the gentlest breeze on a summer night, gently blowing through Shen Yelin's heart.

She carefully reached out and covered Shen Yelin with the quilt, her movements so gentle as if she was afraid to disturb all the beautiful things in his dream.

Then, she gently pulled the quilt aside and carefully tucked the corners for him. Every detail revealed her unspoken care.

Luo Xueyun moved a small stool and sat down next to the bed. Her bright eyes were full of protection and reassurance for Shen Yelin.

She folded her hands lightly on her knees, her eyes falling on Shen Yelin's peaceful sleeping face from time to time. The corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, and her heart was filled with warmth and happiness.

Inside the room, the flickering candlelight illuminates this warm and peaceful scene. Time seems to freeze at this moment, leaving only the heartwarming picture of two hearts silently relying on each other.

Luo Xueyun simply took out an old book from the small basket at hand and gently opened it. The sound of the pages turning was particularly clear in the quiet room, as if it was silently accompanying Shen Yelin.

Occasionally, she looked up, her eyes gently falling on Shen Yelin's tired but still resolute face, her eyes full of understanding and care for him.

But after sitting like this for a long time, she felt her butt was a little sore.

So Luo Xueyun slowly stood up, her small figure leaving a gentle outline in the dim light.

She tiptoed to the bed, afraid to disturb the tranquility.

Then Luo Xueyun gently lifted a corner of the quilt and chose a comfortable position to sit down.

This way she could keep watch over Shen Yelin while taking a nap or something.

However, this was just what Luo Xueyun thought. In fact, she fell asleep not long after she sat down.

Shen Yelin slowly opened his eyes and looked at Luo Xueyun who was already asleep. The corners of Shen Yelin's lips unconsciously rose slightly.

There were only a few inches of cool air between the two of them, but they seemed to be able to feel each other's heartbeat.

Shen Yelin's gaze gently swept across Luo Xueyun's peaceful sleeping face. The sunlight shone through the window lattice, gently falling on her fair face, giving her a layer of soft golden glow.

He raised his hand slightly, and his fingertips brushed the hair on her forehead almost imperceptibly. The subtle touch was like a spring breeze on her face, creating gentle ripples on the lake.

There was an unprecedented tenderness and determination in Shen Yelin's eyes, as if at this moment, he was willing to give the whole world as a betrothal gift just to protect this tranquility and beauty.

In the room, time seemed to stand still, leaving only the shallow breathing sounds of the two people interweaving into the most beautiful melody, flowing slowly in the quiet night.

He reached out his hand, gently touched her hair with his fingertips, and said softly with infinite tenderness and pampering, "Little lazy bug."

He leaned over and gently ran his fingertips through her soft hair, as if running through the gentlest spring breeze.

Every touch seems to carry magic, filling the air with an indescribable sweetness and warmth.

His eyes were full of doting, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Our Yunyun is always the most beautiful." As he spoke, he gently played with the strands of hair by her ears. That tenderness seemed to be able to melt all the ice and frost in the world.

Then, Shen Yelin lay back down again. He closed his eyes, with a relieved smile on his lips. Soon, it seemed as if the whole world was sinking in with his breathing.

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Here, today, another person came to the general's mansion and claimed that she was the real daughter.

Wang Xiyan and Luo Yuanyi looked at each other, and then turned their gaze to the girl who said she was their daughter.

Wang Xiyan spoke first: "Do you have any evidence to prove that you are my daughter?"

The girl in front of Wang Xiyan shook her head first, then nodded, as if she had thought of something: "I have a birthmark on my body, I wonder if this counts."

When Wang Xiyan heard the word "birthmark", she and Luo Yuanyi's hearts were slightly shaken.

Wang Xiyan: "Then can you show us your birthmark?"

The girl nodded: "No problem."

She rolled up the sleeve of her right arm, revealing the red silver lotus birthmark on her arm.

A pale pink mark vaguely appeared there, like a newly blossoming lotus, or the gentlest glow of morning light. As she exerted force on her arm, the birthmark seemed to tremble slightly, with an indescribable magic that tinged the surrounding air with a touch of mystery and tenderness.

Wang Xiyan and Luo Yuanyi's eyes were involuntarily attracted, and complex emotions surged in their hearts, including surprise and an inexplicable sense of closeness, as if this small birthmark was some kind of fateful bond connecting them and the girl.

Luo Yuanyi and Wang Xiyan took a deep breath.

Then Luo Yuanyi looked at the girl and said, "Well, I'll let the maid take you to stay."

"We've been busy lately, so it'll take us some time to confirm whether you are our daughter."

The girl nodded in understanding: "Okay."

After the girl was taken away by the maid, Wang Xiyan looked at Luo Yuanyi: "What do you think?"

Luo Yuanyi: "The birthmark on her body is in the same location as yours and that of Sun Luoluo who has already lived here."

“I just don’t know who is real and who is fake.”

Wang Xiyan: "What if you are forced to choose someone you think is fake?"

Luo Yuanyi: "Then I will definitely choose the one who came yesterday."

Wang Xiyan: "Me too. Anyway, I have an indescribable feeling when I see her."

"I don't really want to get close to her anyway."

Luo Yuanyi: "Don't rush to draw conclusions. Don't draw conclusions without verifying all the facts."

"What if she is really our daughter?"

Wang Xiyan: “This…”

Luo Yuanyi's words choked Wang Xiyan's words.

After a moment, Wang Xiyan thought about it and said, "Okay, let's just leave it at that..."

Luo Yuanyi reached out and patted Wang Xiyan on the back: "So far, only these two have the correct tattoos and the correct patterns."

“So we just trusted them again.”

"One of them will definitely be our daughter."

Luo Yuan's words were like a ray of warm sunshine in winter, gently brushing Wang Xiyan's tense nerves.

She turned slowly and looked into Luo Yuan's determined eyes. The doubts in her heart seemed to be gradually soothed by this power.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and without saying anything, a tacit understanding was quietly established between them.

Wang Xiyan took a deep breath and refocused her eyes on the end of the dim corridor in front of her, which seemed to hide countless secrets and unknowns.

Wang Xiyan: "I understand."

Luo Yuanyi: "Let's go, let's go for a walk on the street, this will make us feel better."

"Otherwise, if you're sad all day, I'll be sad with you."

Wang Xiyan smiled and said, "General, I think you are the one who spoils me because of my bad temper sometimes."

Luo Yuan smiled and said, "If I don't spoil you, who will?"

Wang Xiyan smiled and said, "Okay, okay, the general is the best person in the world to me."

Luo Yuanyi and Wang Xiyan are so sweet.

But Sun Luoluo started to feel unhappy.

She soon found out that someone had come to the general's mansion and claimed to be the daughter of Wang Xiyan and Luo Yuanyi.

Sun Luoluo paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

She couldn't calm down at all. The thought that if the other party was real...she would be dead.