Beauty is also cold

Wu Yao stared at Xi Shixiao, and seeing a completely relieved expression on his calm face, she knew that this man had already made up his mind.

"You must have guessed by now that Han'er's illness is actually not serious."

"The moment I saw you coming in calmly, my heart was actually relieved. As long as he is fine, I will do what you ask." Xi Shixiao took out a jade pendant with the word "Lin" engraved on it. He handed the jade pendant to Wu Yao: "I planned to return it to Han, but I haven't had time yet, but it's the same for you, Auntie."

"I didn't expect to be found out by you. He really is a smart kid..." Wu Yao took the jade pendant and lowered his head to caress it, and smiled softly.

"Actually, I just suspected that you were Han's relatives, but after I eradicated Lin Hu and others, I found some portraits in the secret room of the Lin Mansion, and I confirmed your identity. The first wife of Lin Jun, the master of the Lin family, Wu Ruyao , that is, Han's biological mother." Xi Shixiao said slowly, his handsome face as gentle as water.

"Yes, I am Han'er's mother, an incompetent mother who once ran away from home..." Wu Ruyao suddenly became a little sad: "I worked hard to find the elixir, and I got an immortal face, I hope I can keep it. Husband's heart, but I didn't think he would marry another..."

Wu Han's mother, that is, Wu Ruyao, who is still pure and charming, and has an eternal appearance, began to tell the story:

A herb-picking girl living in Cuifeng Mountain ran into Lin Jun, a young businessman passing by, and the two fell in love. Afterwards, the girl married into the Lin family and gave birth to a pair of twins.

When the child was two years old, the guests of the Lin Mansion persuaded Lin Jun to take a concubine. Lin Jun said, "The more beauties, the better." In the heart of her husband, she resolutely left home to search for an elixir that would never age her face. The search lasted for two years.

When she returned to Changyin City full of joy, she found that things were different. The Lin family already had a new wife, and her sons and daughters all called another woman their mother. . .

Although she had an ageless face, she lost the time to spend with her family. She realized that she was wrong, but it was too late.

Wu Ruyao returned to Longzhou in despair, found her mother who was a doctor, and under the guidance of her mother, began to treat diseases and save lives, trying to forget the happy family of four in Changyin City.

However, four years later, something happened to the Lin Mansion. Lin Jun was killed by a bandit, and the Lin Mansion was swallowed up.When she got the news, it was too late.She was almost crazy, and the people she loved most left her: her husband and children were killed, her elderly mother went with her father, and her younger brother disappeared. . .

I thought that there was nothing to worry about in this life, but I didn't expect that ten years later, I would run into the son I thought was dead, Lin Yihan, in the medical clinic.

"That's right, Han'er's real name is Lin Yihan, his younger sister is Lin Yiran, my child... Now there is only Han'er..." Wu Ruyao's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was a little choked up.

After listening to Wu Ruyao's words, Xi Shixiao thought slowly, and then said, "Could it be that you are not only Han's mother, but also the real demon doctor in Longzhou?"

Wu Ruyao nodded: "The demon doctor is actually my mother. After she passed away, I inherited her name and continued to practice medicine. In order to move freely, I asked my disciple to disguise himself as an old demon doctor and replace me in the doctor's office. Go to the clinic for a consultation."

The reason why I kept hiding it was because I was afraid that Han'er would not be able to accept it.But now that Xi Shixiao spread everything out, she took advantage of the opportunity to tell the truth.

Xi Shixiao didn't speak any more, he sat in front of Wu Han's bed, quietly looking at his beloved.I don't know what kind of expression he will have when facing so many facts after waking up, and will he be Yi Bai, Wu Han, or Lin Yihan in the future?

"Guessed my real identity, and when Han'er and I were spying on Lin Hu's conspiracy, they were secretly punished. It seems that Han'er saw the right person..." Wu Ruyao said with some relief.

"Auntie, although it is the past, I think you may have misunderstood Uncle. The walls of the secret room are covered with portraits, each of which is of you, filled with thoughts about you and the pain after losing you. There are some letters written to you, which he treasured and put in the box in the secret room, which filled a bookcase..."

When Wu Ruyao heard this, tears burst into tears.She suddenly remembered the past: the boy carved a hairpin himself, inserted it into the girl's bun, and the two looked at each other and smiled. . .After the birth of a child, the husband hugs his wife happily. . . . . .

What she didn't know was that her husband's joke at the beginning caused her to run away from home. Lin Jun regretted it thousands of times and sent people to search for her thousands of times, but she couldn't find his wife.

The depressed husband draws a portrait of his wife and writes letters to her every day, expressing his longing and love.But his wife is still nowhere to be seen. Seeing that his son and daughter are left unattended, he can only marry a new wife to take care of the children under the urging of everyone, but his infatuation remains the same.

A few years later, someone told him that he had seen a person who looked very much like his wife on a certain mountain, so he frantically took people to look for it, but he didn't expect that it was planned by the bandits. . .

Lin Jun never saw Wu Ruyao, whom she thought about day and night, until her death; and Wu Ruyao, who misunderstood her lover for 16 years, never saw her only true love in this life again.

The next day, in the quiet secret room of the Lin Mansion.Wu Ruyao looked at the portraits all over the wall and the box full of letters, and hid in the corner crying bitterly, her voice hoarse. . .But no one will hug her to comfort her like 16 years ago.

"Jun, our son has grown up, and he looks very similar to you. At that time, he was disfigured, and I recognized him at a glance, because he seemed to be what you were when you were young, with pure temperament and gentle jade. "