Nine Thoughts

If the emperor's kidnapping was dealt with with great fanfare, it would definitely hurt the face of the Tian family. If it was canceled lightly, it would be difficult to solve the hatred in the emperor's heart. In the end, the emperor thought about it, and for the sake of the late Princess Yizhen, he finally decided to Decided to let the Ling family go one by one, only Jin Yiwei pushed Hong Batian to the ground and beat him up.

It wasn't until Hong Batian was beaten until his ass blossomed, and the emperor reluctantly vented his anger, and then he took Jin Yiwei away, only to hear the sound of the horse's hooves getting farther and farther away, Ling Wuqi stepped forward to help Hong Batian with a little guilt, and said: " Senior brother, I suffered."

"Flesh wounds are nothing."

Hong Batian frowned and said, "I just don't understand, why did you only hit me?" Ling Wuqi: ""Ah, otherwise?Father is Xiao Le's master, and I am his husband, wouldn't this just beat you, a cheap senior brother?Who told you not to feed the emperor all the way!At this moment, An Dahai opened the door cautiously and came out, and asked, "Old Ling, is this thing over?" Ling Qian said, "Probably."

An Dahai let out a long breath, stepped forward to help Hong Batian from Ling Wuqi, and said: "Let me help Hong Daxia to my room to get some medicine, and it will be dawn in a while. This night is enough to torment. Sleep if you can."

After all, Ling Wuqi missed Anle even more, and hurriedly returned to the room with the marriage certificate and the pile of books. Seeing that Anle was sleeping soundly, he finally felt relieved. What did you say to the "fairy".

Ling Wuqi tucked up the quilt for Anle, put the marriage book and diary back to their original places, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Anle, and thought about his mother. The more he thought about these things, the more strange, even weird, What is the origin of the mother, but these things are only pondered by myself, and it must be of no use. It is better to ask Ling Qian at dawn.

Thinking of this, Ling Wuqi simply opened the door and went out, but unexpectedly Ling Qian was still standing in the courtyard like a stone statue, just like a few hours ago.

Ling Qian turned his head when he heard the sound, and said to Ling Wuqi: "Why, don't you want to sleep for a while?" Ling Wuqi said: "I can't sleep anymore."

Ling Qian thought for a while, and said: "Wuqi, I've thought about it, you should take Xiaole and leave Jiusi County after the next year."

Ling Wuqi was puzzled: "Why?"

"There are many things I didn't want to think about before, but when I think about them today, I feel more and more frightened.

If the first emperor really appreciates Shen Yi so much, why would he put him in such a cusp position knowing that his status is embarrassing?If he really dotes on the princess, why would he agree to follow Shen Yi to the mountains, without even sending anyone to secretly protect her? "Ling Wuqi was silent, and said in his heart that it was true.

"Today the emperor and Xiao Le reunited suddenly, thinking about the old relationship in his heart, naturally he will not pursue the past, but there is no guarantee that he will not have murderous intentions in the future."

Ling Qian said, "The emperor's mind must be guarded against."

Ling Wuqi said: "But I just asked for a reward today and besides, Xiao Le also likes this place, this is his home."

Ling Qian sighed: "Oh, then just be more careful. If something goes wrong in the future, it's never too late to run away. Your father is still very capable. After all, the most important thing is to protect Xiao Le well."

"Are you complimenting me?" Ling Wuqi said, "Father, there is something, I wonder if you would tell me today?" Ling Qian asked, "What is it?" Ling Wuqi stared at Ling Qian's face. Eyes, one word at a time: "Who is my mother? Is there really someone in the Shen family?" Ling Qian was startled, and said, "Why do you ask this suddenly?" Ling Wuqi said: "I used to think that Shen Yi was My mother just heard about Xiao Le's life experience, and realized that she has been mistaken all along."

When Ling Qian heard this, the furrow between his brows seemed to deepen further: "What does Shen Yi have to do with your mother? Don't make random associations."

"Actually, you have mentioned Shen Yi more than once when you were drunk. It is so sincere that it is hard for people not to be distorted." Ling Wuqi hesitated, "So I can only make two guesses now. First, you Because I couldn't ask Mr. Shen, I married his sister." Before he finished speaking, he heard a familiar slap in his ear, and Ling Wuqi dodged to dodge it. It was his father's slap.

"No, why beat people?" Ling Wuqi said, "If I guess wrong, you can just say I am, how can you still say that you beat someone!" Ling Qian's face was livid, and said: "Okay Well, secondly? Huh?" Ling Wuqi said: "Secondly, you married a man with the same surname as him and told you not to hit anyone!" I saw Ling Qian's palm airtightly coming from all directions. When the ground hit, Ling Wuqi had no choice but to scurry around the yard, thinking what was going on, isn't his father always the most prudent?Is this out of embarrassment?It seems that there is absolutely something hidden about this matter!An Dahai heard the sound and wanted to come out to rescue Jiang Ya, but seeing the situation, he had to retreat into the house again.

Hong Batian, who was lying on the bed, tried his best to support himself, and said, "Uncle, help me up, I'll help Master hold Wuqi down." An Dahai said helplessly, "Hey Hong, you should heal your wounds first."

Chickens and dogs danced in the small yard for a long time, and the scene was stalemate for a while. I don't know when there was an extra person on the wall, dressed as an official wife, very pompous, but his behavior was no different from that of a village woman on the street, just sitting on the wall He gnawed on the melon seeds, and threw the melon seed husks on the ground of the small courtyard, gloating: "Fight, fight, fight!"

"Stop chasing, father!" Ling Wuqi had no choice but to confess, "It's my fault, okay, don't let the demon cultists see the joke."

Ling Qian snorted, flicked his sleeves, and remained silent angrily.

Ling Wuqi said to the man on the wall: "What are you doing here?"

"Come and see the fun."

Lan Xuan blinked her cat-like eyes, "You can still see such a lively scene of Jinyiwei stepping on the door in this small broken county, do I have to come and watch in person? But it seems to be too late." Ling Wuqi said: "You The news is well-informed, don't you need to accompany your 'husband'?" Lan Xuan said: "Hey, don't mention it, because of the ban on martial arts, he went to the study to handle official business before dawn, my family is really lonely. Hey..." Ling Wuqi stroked the goosebumps on his arms, and said, "If you're too busy, go find some fun by yourself, I'm busy."

Lan Xuan said: "Are you busy being beaten by your father?" Ling Wuqi: ""

"Master Lan, why don't you come down and tell me."

Ling Qian said at this time, "Since Wuqi is asking such a question, what's the point of telling you?" Ling Wuqi said, "No, father, why do we have to talk about our own family affairs in front of outsiders?"

"Master Lan is not an outsider."

Ling Qian said, "Since you want to know, I will tell you everything today. In fact, you are the child of the former leader of the Demon Cult."

Ling Wuqi was surprised: "What?!" Lan Xuan heard this, excitedly said: "What? He is Lao Ma's illegitimate son?!"

"Just like you, he was born of the leader Lanying."

Ling Qian said, "Based on age, Master Lan, Wuqi should be your younger brother."

Ling Wuqi didn't speak for a long time, and the shock he received at this time was even greater than when he heard about An Le's life experience just now. A Demon Sect demon, but he was also from the Demon Sect? "There is a saying from the Central Plains that I have learned for a long time, but I have never had a chance to say it. Today I finally got the chance."

Lan Xuan happily said, "Ling Wuqi, you are a younger brother!"