As bright as a star: Madam, she is an almighty little princess

At this moment, Ye Qinghuai's phone rang as he had just walked down the gangway.

He took out his cell phone and looked at the person.

As soon as the call was connected, Ye Qinghuai's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly turned back and looked at Ling Qi, who was still watching them board the plane.

There was a heavy sadness in his eyes.

Pei Yanxing also saw Ye Qinghuai's changed expression. His heart skipped a beat and he turned to look at Ling Qi aside.

Ye Qinghuai and Fang Jianing exchanged a few words, and then the group walked towards Ling Qi with heavy steps.

"Xiao Qi..." Ye Qinghuai pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment, trying to slow down his voice, "My cousin wants to tell you something, please... don't get excited, okay?"

Everyone paid attention to Ling Qi's expression.

The dark pupils were slightly empty, and the corners of her lips moved slightly as she looked into the distance, her vision a little unfocused.

"He's gone, right?"

Ling Qi asked calmly.

Calmly, as if he was asking an ordinary thing.

But the more she behaves like this, the more worrying she becomes.

Ye Qinghuai and the people behind him couldn't help but blush.

Ye Qinghuai suppressed his choking emotions and said, "My uncle left just now."

"I understand." Ling Qi remained calm.

As he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket buzzed.

Ling Qi didn't answer.

She turned around and looked at the man who had accompanied her to see her off at the airport, "Sorry, I have to go back to Lingyu Island."

With that said, she reached out to pick up Ling Luye in the man's arms.

His hands were empty for a moment, and then his stretched out hand was held by a pair of big hands.

Pei Yanxing looked at her worriedly, "I'll go with you."

Nodding towards Ye Qinghuai, Pei Yanxing took the man who was no longer talking and boarded the special plane back to Lingyu Island.

At the same time, Ruan Qian, the seventh son of the Ling family, Ye Qingci, Mr. Mo, and everyone in the Pei family who stayed in China and were being watched by Ruan Chen's cronies also got the news.

Except for the Pei family, who had to wait until the public condolence could go, everyone else started to rush back.

Private planes flew to Lingyu Island one after another.

On Lingyuzhou's special plane, Ling Qi found a corner and sat in a corner. She stared at something with her eyes open but didn't speak. It was as if she couldn't hear anyone who spoke to her.

This look is very similar to the two years after the accident.

The atmosphere in the cabin was so low that it seemed to make people breathless.

Ling Luye was carried aside by Fang Jianing, and Pei Yanxing sat beside her with pursed lips.

Everyone was quiet.

There was a rustling sound, and Ling Luye, who had already sensed something was wrong, took out a fruit candy from his coat.

Peeling off the candy wrapper, he walked to Ling Qi's side with his mouth wrapped, climbed onto the sofa on the plane on his hands and knees, and sat down on his knees.

The little hand held up the candy and handed it to Ling Qi's mouth, and said seriously, "Mom, don't be sad, eat the candy, it's sweet."

Ling Qi's eyes moved slightly and she let the little boy put the candy into his mouth.

The sweetness spreads in the mouth, but is replaced by a strong bitterness in an instant.

Ling Qi picked up the somewhat overwhelmed Ling Luye, held him in her arms, and hugged him tightly.

A big hand covered his shoulder, hugging him tightly as well.

The whole journey was silent, and it was already evening when we arrived at Lingyu Island.

Pei Yanxing took the sleeping Ling Luye and held him in his arms, holding the chilly man in his arms as he walked down.

This is Pei Yanxing's first visit to Lingyu Island.

The obituary has been posted. Standing on the gangway, you can see the palace-style building not far away in mourning. You can feel the sad atmosphere even from a distance.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the row of vehicles lined up on the tarmac to pick up people. There were white flowers pinned to the rearview mirrors, and everyone was wearing black.

A straight figure slowly emerged from a car in the front row. It was difficult to see clearly under the night lights, and it was looking towards Qiqi.

The three of them were the last to come out.

As soon as they got off the plane, everyone saluted Ling Qi respectfully, "Eldest Princess."

I saw the man at the front walking towards here step by step.

Pei Yanxing finally saw the man's appearance clearly.

Lingyu.

Wearing a black formal suit with a white flower on his chest, he walked over and hugged Ling Qi, "Don't be afraid, there is still big brother."

Ling Qi let him hold her.

Ling Yu naturally noticed Pei Yanxing on the side.

He looked over and saw the man holding Ling Luye nodded in greeting, "Pei Yanxing."

He didn't make too many introductions, and the situation wasn't suitable for too many pleasantries.

But Lingyu didn't ask anything.

"Ayu, go back first." Ye Qinghuai stepped forward and said.

The car drove slowly past the majestic political palace and finally entered a magnificent manor castle.

Tens of thousands of acres of yards are shrouded in white.

The car finally stopped outside the mourning hall that had been set up. Ling Yu ordered people to take Ling Luye from Pei Yanxing's arms and send him back to Ling Qi's palace.

The group of people walked towards the mourning hall. Mr. Si was already standing guard outside. He was slightly relieved when he saw Pei Yanxing coming with him.

No one tried to persuade Ling Qi.

The coffin is in place in the mourning hall.

Pei Yanxing stepped forward and bowed three times, then withdrew.

Mr. Si glanced at the two silent brothers and sisters, then looked at Pei Yanxing, "Yan Xing, please go back to Xiaoqi's palace to rest first."

He nodded, his eyes falling on Ling Qi who was standing next to Ling Yu for a moment, and then he followed the servant who came to lead the way out of the mourning hall.

Mr. Si also left.

Ye Qinghuai and others stepped forward, bowed three times, and left to deal with all matters related to the national mourning.

Only the brother and sister were left in the mourning hall.

Suddenly, Ling Yu turned to look at the still silent person. He hugged the person into his arms again, his eyes flashed with sadness, and he made a deep sound.

"Xiao Qi, don't be like this, okay? Cry if you want, shout if you want, don't hold it in... We don't want that answer, okay, big brother... please!"

Ling Qi was still silent.

The two hugged each other.

I don't know how long it took, but Ling Qi's calm voice sounded in the mourning hall, "I have no parents for a long time, right?"

"Many years."

Ling Yu's heart was severely pulled, and the eyes of the man who was meticulous, calm, and strategizing suddenly became moist.

The deceased was the most important, so Ling Qi pushed Ling Yu away, stepped forward and bowed three times, but did not even look at the man in the photo.

The photo shows how Ling Zhi looked when he was young, how Ling Qi remembers him, how he carries her out to have a meal with her every month like a grandparent, how he remembers that he almost never hugged her, how he remembers rushing into her at all costs. A vague look towards my brother.

Ling Qi turned around and looked at the starless sky outside, "How are your grandparents?"

"I have been mentally prepared for a long time and accepted it quite calmly."

"That's good." Ling Qi responded lightly, "I'm going to see them. Brother, do you want to come with us?"

Ling Yu didn't go, he stayed in the mourning hall, while Ling Qi walked to the courtyard of the second elder.

"Why?! Xiaoqi is so good, why are you so reluctant to give her even that little bit of care? What kind of feelings do you have for her? Why do you want her to suffer the most painful torture in the world?"

"She just wants an answer, and none of you can give it to her!"

The silent mourning hall echoed with Ling Yu's voice of regret.