With tears in her eyes, she slowly revealed her true identity. However, when she opened her mouth and said only one sentence, it was as if her vocal cords were cut off in an instant. The name Yun Chaomu was instantly mute. Her whole body seemed to be bound by an invisible force, making her unable to utter a single word.

She couldn't tell the truth!

Yun Chaomu suddenly opened her eyes wide, her red lips slightly parted, her eyes full of anxiety.

"I am the cloud..." Morning and evening!

She seemed to be unconvinced and opened her mouth again and again, but no sound came out.

How could this be?

Why is this happening?

"Meng Qingge, say something, what are you doing?"

Chu Ling's eyes were red and he became more and more anxious. He thought he had to overturn Meng Qingge's words. His sister Mu must still be alive.

Yun Chaomu almost used up all her strength. She looked at Chu Ling in front of her, her eyes red with anxiety, and spoke with great effort, "I am... Yun Chaomu, A Ling, I am your sister A Mu..."

Chu Ling only saw Yun Chaomu's mouth opening and closing, but could not hear what she said, "Who are you? Speak!"

He screamed in panic, thinking she was just playing tricks.

At this moment, Yun Chaomu was almost in despair. Couldn't she tell it? Couldn't she tell her identity before she died? But she didn't believe it. Why couldn't she tell it?

"A Ling, I am your..." Sister A Mu...

Still not working.

She couldn't speak, couldn't make a sound, and her soul was in pain from the invisible force suppressing it.

She almost collapsed and shook her head. She had never encountered such a situation before. Her hands were almost eager to write on the table with blood on them. "I am... Yun Chaomu!"

But I can’t write it!

The three words "Yun Chao Mu" seem to be a taboo and cannot be written!

At this moment, a long and distant voice sounded in her mind, "Anyone who reveals the secrets of heaven will be punished by heaven!"

The next moment, Yun Chaomu felt an intense pain deep in her mind, as if a dagger had cut open her soul. She screamed in pain and fell to the ground with her hands holding her head. It was so painful that her eyes went blank and cold sweat instantly soaked her clothes.

"Who, who are you?"

Yun Chaomu opened his eyes wide, "Chu Ling, did you hear that? Did you hear the sound?"

"What's that sound? Meng Qingge, stop playing tricks on me and stop changing the subject. Answer my question!"

Yun Chaomu shook her head. She understood that only she could hear this voice.

"Meng Qingge, what's wrong with you? Don't do anything naughty!"

Chu Ling looked at Meng Qingge who had suddenly gone crazy and shouted angrily.

Yun Chaomu lay on the ground, raised her eyes tremblingly, and looked at Chu Ling in front of her with a look of surprise and suspicion. She finally realized that her true identity could not be revealed. She could not tell anyone her true identity. She was Yun Chaomu, her body was dead and her soul was alive, but she couldn't say it.

A Ling, I am your sister A Mu, I am Yun Chao Mu, but I can’t say it.

What should I do!

God's punishment? Leaking the secret? Who is behind all this?

Since you want me to die and have a soul reborn, why don’t you let me reveal my identity?

The soul-tearing pain was still there. Yun Chaomu opened his red eyes and had a pale face. He just felt it was absurd and unfair.

Chu Ling's sharp and suspicious eyes were still staring at her, waiting for her explanation and the truth. She smiled bitterly, feeling it was ridiculous.

She looked up at the dark night, wondering if her death and rebirth were the work of the so-called heaven? And if not revealing her identity was a restriction of heaven?

Since I am not allowed to tell it, what if my closest people guess it? Wouldn't that be considered a leak?

She looked at the young man in front of her who was almost depressed and collapsed, her eyes full of tears, and finally spoke, "Chu Ling, Yun Chaomu died four years ago..."

"What did you say? Say it again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Ling became furious.

He grabbed Yun Chaomu's neck as if he wanted to strangle him to death, but he held back because of a trace of rationality.

The bloodshot eyes stared at Meng Qingge, as if trying to discern truth from her expression, but he only saw a pair of sorrowful tears in her eyes.

Tears fell from his peach blossom eyes, which were full of pain. He bent his body and curled up in pain.

"A Ling!"

Yun Chaomu screamed in shock, only to see Chu Ling bent over, holding his chest. He was shaking with pain and his eyes were full of tears.

"How could she be dead? I don't believe it. I don't believe she's dead... I don't believe it... Are you lying to me on purpose?"

Chu Ling knelt on one knee, her eyes red and full of anger. Seeing Yun Chaomu reaching out to help her, he pushed her away and stared at her viciously like a wolf cub.

"Meng Qingge, do you think I will believe what you say? Although I don't know how you know the conversation between me and Sister Mu, I don't believe a word you say. And I warn you, if you dare to curse Sister Mu again, I will pull out your tongue!"

he said angrily.

Yun Chaomu's eyes were filled with tears. What should she say?

"A Ling, calm down and listen to me. What I said is true. Yun Chaomu is really dead."

"Shut up, I told you to shut up!"

Chu Ling jumped up and grabbed Meng Qingge's neck. He wished he could break her throat and make her unable to utter a word. However, when he met the tearful eyes of the person in front of him, she looked at him with sorrow and pity, as if she had a thousand words to say and showed great pity for him, which made his heart ache like a needle.

Why did Meng Qingge look at him like this? Why?

He told himself that Meng Qingge in front of him was cunning and he didn't know what tricks she was playing, but there was another voice deep in his mind saying that this was true.

It has been four years and there has been no news from Sister Mu. She has disappeared without a trace.

How could a person disappear so completely?

Yun Chaomu didn't expect Chu Ling to react so strongly, but if she wanted to reveal her identity to A Ling completely, she had to tell him the truth.

"A Ling, Yun Chaomu died four years ago. Something happened at the Peach Blossom Banquet that year, and she was imprisoned by Xiao Zhan. She never met you again. At that time, you went to Lingyun Mountain, saying that you wanted to pick lily of the valley flowers that bloomed in March..."

Yun Chaomu's tears were like beads that had broken off the string.

The memories were so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She still remembered that it was a sunny day. Chu Ling was sitting on the wall of the Yun family with a dogtail grass in his mouth. He shouted to her who was playing the piano in the yard, "Sister Mu, I heard that the lily of the valley flowers in Lingyun Mountain are blooming. I will pick them for you. Please wait."

"Nonsense, the mountains are high and the land is far away, what are you doing there? Aren't there going to be a martial arts test soon? Are you sure you can win the championship?"

She was holding a book of poetry, leaning on the swing in the yard, looking at him with a smile and asked.

"Then it must be the leader. Sister Mu doesn't believe in my brother?"

The clouds smile morning and evening.

They called each other brother and sister and had a very good relationship. She had been without a mother since she was a child, so Aunt Liu treated her like mother and daughter.

When Chu Yan left, she got into trouble and was imprisoned for four years until his death. They never met again...

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