Princess Against the World

"grandfather……"

"So, you have to be distracted for us again... Your future is still very long, and your world is also very big. You shouldn't only care about things in our small mountain col!!!"

Ling Bufan lightly raised the wine glass and rubbed her head with a smile.

"Grandpa is content with a granddaughter like you!! The ancestors of the Ling family can also smile at Jiuquan and die!!"

"grandfather……"

"Stupid boy, you will understand later that when your grandfather and your uncle are still alive, you will feel that this is still your home, but one day when we are gone, you will feel that Ling's family is For you, it’s just a name for a family, a name...you will have your own family, your own children, your descendants...and your brothers and friends...for you, they are the real !!!"

"Grandpa, look at what you said, as if I don't care about them from now on..."

"Really don't worry!!" Ling Bufan said with a serious face: "I said, in the blood of the descendants of the Ling family, there are already disdainful children and grandchildren, these are your children, nephews and grandchildren... Could it be that they committed When the heinous crime, do you still have to clean up their innocence?! Yu'er, why don't you understand what grandpa means? Your world is outside, not the little Ling family descendants..."

He patted her on the shoulder and sighed deeply.

"That's all Grandpa can say... Think about it for yourself!"

He stood up and shook his head faintly.

"Child, Grandpa doesn't want the blood of the Ling family to be your bondage... Your responsibility is not those of the same clan who share your blood, but your own world, your own family... your own descendants... "

Ling Luoyu didn't move, and sat there quietly holding the wine glass.

Grandpa saw her embarrassment and embarrassment, and also saw that she was incompatible with these Ling family bloodlines.

For these descendants of the Ling family, she was like a divine residence, a talisman for them, not relatives.

With a long sigh, she got up and walked towards Feng's house not far away.

Before getting closer, she saw Hao Qingyou sitting in embrace with Feng Chenglin.

Ling Luoyu instantly realized that he was a big light bulb now.

Fatty Feng and Hao Qingjiu don't meet again, they must be married to Xiaobiesheng.

She appeared at this time, it was a terrible sight.

Just about to turn around, he slipped under his feet, kicked over a small pebble, and rolled down the mountain.

Feng Chenglin and Hao Qingyou were shocked.

"Three Masters..."

Ling Luoyu turned awkwardly: "Well, I..."

Her words froze abruptly, and she looked at Hao Qingyou with enchanting eyes.

"what happened?!"

Hao Qingyou's eyes were red, apparently just crying.

Not to mention, she couldn't stop her tears.

"It's okay..."

The tears were falling, and she didn't wipe it, choked and walked down the mountain.

"Sit down, I'll make tea for you..."

She leaped down the mountain and walked into the house.

Feng Chenglin's expression was also a little weird, and he stood up and down: "Three young masters...you sit..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes were gloomy, and he came slowly: "Fatty, what's the matter with you? Have a fight?!"

"No...no..."

"Why did Qingyou cry?? Is it possible that every time you leave for a long time, you always cry?!"

"Not..."

Ling Luoyu sank and sat down beside him: "What's going on?!"

"...I said nothing..."