Chen Qingling's Daughter

Wei Nv turned around, ignoring those so-called decent families, behind her, Wen Ning knelt on the pitch-black ground, picking up the ashes of the Wen clan bit by bit , trying to put it in his arms.

"I can't hold my clothes." Child Zizhen took out a sachet from his arms: "Use this."

The other children on the side also took out their sachets: "Senior Wen, use this."

Wen Ning picked out the fruit sachets one by one, saying thank you to the children over and over again.

"Let me help you pretend together." It was still Zizhen from Ouyang's family who said to Wen Ning.

It's a pity that before Wen Ning could speak, he suddenly stretched out a pair of hands wearing black gloves, and said in a cold and nasal voice: "Don't make any trouble, anyone without gloves is not allowed to touch this ashes, it will Poisoned by corpses."

So, a group of children could only squat there, crossing their legs and watching Wei Nvze and Wen Ning collect the Wen family's ashes bit by bit.

Wei Nvze's tears were mixed into the handfuls of ashes one by one.

Lan Sizhui looked at that face, chaotic memories came one after another, falling in his mind eloquently.

He remembers that xun, he remembers that face, he remembers that drop of tear, and he also remembers that cry.

He walked slowly step by step in front of Wei Nvze, squatted down slowly, stared at Wei Nvze's face without blinking, tears streaming down his face.

Jin Ling looked at Sizhui's actions, and felt a little helpless and wanted to go after Lasi, but suddenly he heard Lan Sizhui calling Wei Nvze firmly and softly, "Aniang."

Wei Nvze felt as if her heart had been hit by something, she turned her head dully, and looked at Lan Sizhui in shock.

"Aniang, I'm Yuan'er, I remember now." Lan Sizhui also cried like pear blossoms with rain.

"You...you're wrong." Wei Nu turned her head slowly, trembling all over, and said the short four words with extreme difficulty: "You're wrong, I'm not your mother."

"I'm not your mother. My son died a long time ago. He died in my arms. He was buried in the Wen family's grave a long time ago. You are not my son, you are not." Wei Nu's voice became softer and softer.

"Mother," Lan Sizhui burst into tears, he knew that his mother had reasons not to recognize him, could not recognize him, but just as Jing Yi never cared that his father was the ancestor of Yiling, he didn't care about his mother either. who is it.

"Aniang, I'm Wen Yuan, I remember, I remember when I was a child my father would hug me, mess up the herbs in your alchemy room, and prevent you from making alchemy, I remember that my second uncle would take me to reduce grandpa Huzi, I remember you blowing the xun to me to sleep when I was a child when I was not sleeping. I remember that my father gave me the golden pill with his own hands and hugged me to my mother-in-law with his own hands. I remember that Senior Wei treated me like a child. The radish is planted in the soil, and it is said that it can grow taller quickly."

Nu Wei wept bitterly, lying in Wen Ning's arms, shaking her head, she didn't say a single word.

"Aniang, I'm Ayuan. I know that you don't want to recognize me. You don't want me to be rejected by the immortal sect. You don't want to be criticized by thousands of people for recognizing you. I'm not afraid. Your mother is your mother, whether your surname is Wen or not. what is the relationship."

"But I'm afraid." Wei Nu said suddenly: "But I'm afraid."

"Enough is enough," the male cultivator whose elder brother died before stood up with a sword in the Baijia family of Xianmen: "What is this? Redemption?"

"Atonement? What sin and whose sin? Theirs? Mine? What did they do wrong? Is the surname Wen? What did I do wrong?"

Wei Nu stood up staggeringly: "Yes, I am a sinner. My mother was kicked out of the house by my grandfather because she was pregnant with me, and she died tragically in childbirth. My adoptive parents died under walking corpses in order to save others. My father-in-law and two younger uncles were poisoned to death, my uncle and aunt died at the hands of Wen Ruohan, my cousin and his wife died at the hands of Jin Guangyao, and my younger brother wanted to protect the Wen dogs in your mouths because ordinary people named Wen were killed. You attacked in groups, and even the bones of the dead could not be found, and I dare not even recognize my son, so it is all my fault."

Wei Nvze's words stunned the male cultivator, but she didn't give him time to react. She staggered two steps and walked in front of the male cultivator, grabbed the long sword he hadn't put down in time, and stabbed it into her chest: "Since it's all My sin, kill me."

A sharp sword edge, with less than [-]% of its spiritual power recovered just now, smashed the male cultivator's sword.

Lan Qiren held up his sword, and supported the crumbling Wei Nvze.

Some of the female cultivators who came to besieged by Xianmen Hundred Families had already begun to sob.

A woman, carrying a crime that does not belong to her, is alone.

But whose fault is it all?

Lan Sizhui suppressed the pain in his heart, wiped away his tears indiscriminately, walked over to support Wei Nvze: "Aniang, don't cry."

Wei Nu turned her back to the crowd of immortal sects, raised her head quietly, and blinked secretly.

Just like when Yun Shen didn't know where she was at the door, when she pretended to cry.

But in an instant, Wei Nvze's tears really burst out, she touched Lan Sizhui's face, weeping uncontrollably.

She didn't say another word, but hugged Lan Sizhui tightly in her arms, tightly refusing to let go.

Lan Zhan supported Wei Ying, and stood aside watching her sister's refined version of the performance, expressionless.

Only those people with abnormal brains would believe her sister's personality of being able to score after knocking out the golden core.

Looking at those immortal families who were so touched that they wiped their tears, Wei Ying felt that he was a little wronged by these fools.

Lan Jingyi obviously also knew that her aunt would immediately become a drama star after taking the golden pill, and this time she also seemed to be obediently staying beside her parents, keeping her mouth shut rarely.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Jin Ling obviously knew the true personality of Wei Drama King Nvze, but this time he was neither anxious nor irritable. He elbowed Lan Jingyi with his sword in his arms, and said lightly. .

Jin Ling's only worry now is whether Lan Sizhui's body will not be able to bear it if he keeps crying like this.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" Lan Jingyi whimpered twice and rolled his eyes.

His father knew his temper, and he had just put a silence on Wei Nvze when he was performing.

"You'd better just watch your aunt perform." Wei Ying said with a long sigh.

Wei Nu stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears from Lan Sizhui's face: "Okay, A Yuan don't cry anymore." She smiled gently.

Nanxiu watched their family reunion, the performance of mother's kindness and filial piety, and the veins on his forehead twitched. He couldn't believe that there was nothing tricky about it.

"I don't care if you are wronged or the culprit," the male cultivator raised his sword and stabbed without waiting for anyone's reaction, "You pay for my brother's life."

Lan Sizhui just turned his back to Baijia of Xianmen, but Nu Wei stood opposite Baijia of Xianmen, and saw the long sword stabbed by the male cultivator at a glance.

She reacted almost subconsciously, and blocked Lan Sizui behind her. The sword was in a very good position, and it stabbed directly at Wei Nvze's chest.

The golden sword light mixed with the weak blue sword light, directly chopped off the male cultivator's long sword.

The audience was stunned.

"Jin Ling, what are you doing?" Jiang Cheng roared angrily, but unfortunately Jin Ling didn't intend to talk to his furious uncle.

He didn't notice Jiang Cheng's anger at all, his eyes were all on Lan Sizhui, Jin Ling strode over, supported Lan SiZhui and asked questions.

Lan Qiren grabbed Wei Nvze's elbow, and couldn't help but focus on Jin Ling at this moment.

The blue veins on the forehead are also throbbing.

Your Jiang family killed our Gusu, right?

On the wharf of the ferry, Jiang Cheng grabbed the three poisons and walked up and down in front of the two children, Jin Ling and Lan Sizhui, while Wei Nvze with a stern face stood behind him.

"Tell me, when did it happen?" Jiang Cheng's voice was clearly filled with suppressed anger.

"Just a few months ago..." Jin Ling's voice became smaller and smaller, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at his uncle's livid face.

"Hey, hey," Wei Nu couldn't stand Jiang Cheng's temper, didn't she see that their baby, Si Zhui, turned pale with fright, "Let's take care of your nephew, don't scare my son. "

Jin Ling watched in horror as the blue veins on his uncle's forehead were clearly showing signs of bursting blood vessels, and subconsciously pulled Sizhui back a few steps.

There is almost a posture of fleeing.

Seeing Jin Ling blocking Lan Sizhui behind, Jiang Cheng became even more angry. Although his spiritual power hadn't recovered much, he subconsciously waved the three poisons in his hand that had come out of his body.

San Du brushed Wei Nvze's cheek across, and everyone on the pier cast their gazes over.

Wei Nvze's cheek did not bleed.

Jiang Cheng was stunned, and snorted coldly: "I really want to see what you look like." Then, while Wei Nuze wasn't paying attention, he stretched out his hand to lift the pimple on Wei Nuze's face. .

A face that resembled Jiang Yanli was exposed to everyone's gaze.

On that face, three points resembled Lan Qiren's eyebrows and eyes, eight points were cold like Lan Zhan, and five points looked like Jiang Yanli.

There is only a tear mole in the corner of the eye, which is as red as blood, like a song like a complaint.

"Boom..." Jiang Cheng dropped the three poisons on the ground, and he was stunned: "Sister..."

It's so similar.

Lan Qiren was also stunned.

It's not that he had never seen Jiang Yanli come to study 16 years ago. When he saw Jiang Yanli for the first time, he knew that she was a girl who looked very similar to his aunt, especially the stubbornness in his bones.

That is the indifference and alienation inherited from the Gusu Lan family.

Standing with Lan Zhan and Lan Huan, no one would doubt that this woman is the direct descendant of the Lan family.

"Does it look good?" Wei Nu popped out a sentence coldly, and after she finished speaking, she ignored Jiang Cheng, who was standing there dumbfounded, and pulled Lan Sizhui with one hand and Jin Ling with the other, and headed to the other empty boat. go.

"Is it true that you will be finished when your uncle finishes scolding you?" Nu Wei said with her hands on her hips, looking at the two children with drooping heads.

Jin Ling groaned, wrinkled his small face, and pouted his small mouth to look at the pale-faced Lan Sizhui.

Lan Jingyi pounced from behind Wei Nvze, almost pounced on Wei Nvze.Lan Jingyi, who almost did something wrong, hurriedly helped Wei Nvze up, and after apologizing repeatedly, rushed over to Lan Sizhui and said, "Sizhui, how are you? Are you seasick?"

When Wei Nu heard this sentence, she immediately forgot everything that happened just now, and all her heart was devoted to the matter of SiZhui's seasickness.

Lan Jingyi looked back secretly, and took out an orange from his arms: "Mr. Lan bought it at the pier. He heard that you were seasick, so he bought it for you. I couldn't bear to give it to you. Let me give it to you." you."

Like what he can do.

Lan Sizhui squeezed the orange that Lan Jingyi stuffed into his hand, his little face flushed a little, and he lowered his head in a feeling of embarrassment.

Wei Nu seemed deeply afraid that her son would not be embarrassing enough, she sighed, cast a glance at Lan Qiren, who was leading another boat with makeup on, and said, "I've been that kind of pretentious and prudish all my life."

These words made Jin Ling and Lan Jingyi a little embarrassed, the three children touched their noses, Jin Ling pulled Ra Sizhui in a little embarrassment, "Let's go aboard."

Watching a few children board the boat in twos and threes, Wei Nu also boarded the boat where Wei Wuxian and Lan Zhan were a little lonely.

There were only the two of them in that boat, and even Wen Ning, who had been separated from Wei Ying, was nowhere to be seen.

Wei Nu lay on the side of the boat and watched for a long time, but she didn't see where Wen Ning went.Seeing her actions, Wei Ying couldn't help asking, "Sister, what are you looking for?"

Wei Nu tilted her head and thought for a long time: "It's nothing, just wondering where Wen Ning is."

Wei Ying blinked his eyes: "Hide yourself, there are so many decent families here, everyone looking at Wen Ning wants to kill him."

Wei Nu sneered, "I wish I could kill him, and I don't want to see why Wen Ning became the ghost general he is now. If they hadn't forced their killers on little white rabbits like Wen Ning back then, Wen Ning Ning will be made into a ghost general? A joke."

What a cowardly character Wen Ning was when he was alive, I am afraid that no one in the Immortal Sect knows.

Look now.

Wei Nu curled her lips and got into the boat to rest.

Wei Ying stood at the bow of the boat with Lan Zhan crossed arms, Wei Ying stared at it for a long time: "Tell me, how long will she last in her current state?"

Lan Zhan also rarely showed a very embarrassed state: "Then it depends on how many golden pills she has taken."

"Will she wake up tomorrow morning?" Wei Ying asked in great difficulty, "What if she wakes up tomorrow."

Really, really looking forward to it.Lan Zhan turned his head to look at Wei Ying's expectant expression.

Several small boats dangled forward on the river, Wei Nu was drowsy on the boat, even Wei Ying dozed off against Lan Zhan, and Lan Zhan also closed his eyes in bewilderment.

But Jin Ling's cry suddenly came from the boat beside him, and Wei Nu and Wei Ying woke up for a moment.

The two siblings walked to the side of the boat and looked at the boat where Jin Ling and his group of children were from a distance. Jin Ling was sitting on the side holding his sword and weeping bitterly.

Lan Sizhui sat next to Jin Ling, as if to comfort her, while among everyone stood Wen Ning, who was even more dazed and at a loss.

"Why is Wen Ning over there?" Wei Nu and Wei Ying raised their eyebrows at the same time, Wei Nu had already soared into the air and landed lightly on the children's boat, and behind him was Lan Zhan who was holding Wei Ying.

"What are you guys doing? Wen Ning!" Wei Ying called out to Wen Ning, and Wen Ning stood behind Wei Ying with his head drooping, mumbling and speechless.

Wei Nu knew that Wen Ning was probably on this boat to talk to Si Zhui.

At the mass grave 16 years ago, besides her mother-in-law and fourth uncle, Ah Yuan was close to Wen Ning and Wenqing. is impossible.

This will know that Lan Sizhui is the little carrot head A Yuan from the mass grave, and Wen Ning can't help but want to talk to Sizhui.

There is only A Yuan left in the Wen family.

Nu Wei took a look at Wen Ning, and probably knew the reason why Jin Ling was crying, and probably couldn't do without Wen Ning, but what can be done about it?

Wei Nu smartly sat on the other side of Jin Ling, persuading her gently, "Why are you crying?"

Jin Ling hugged the sword sobbingly: "This is my father's sword, I won't let it go."

Wei Nu looked at Lan Sizhui, then at Lan Jingyi, not knowing what to do, and motioned for the two of them to say something.

Lan Sizhui pulled out the veil, and comforted Jin Ling with a pale face: "We don't want your sword, you just put the sword back into its sheath, collect the money and lock the spirit pouch, and we won't snatch it from anyone."

Jin Ling pouted, and put his Sui Hua back into his spirit-locking pouch, then turned his head to look at Lan Sizhui, "I'm sorry, A Yuan, I didn't mean to push you just now."

Wei Nv looked at Wei Ying, and probably understood that just a few children were arguing about Wen Ning, and whoever said something poked Jin Ling's most vulnerable place in his heart, causing Jin Ling to cry.

Jiang Cheng's boat had heard the commotion early on, and Jiang Cheng couldn't sit still because of his anxiety, so he got out right away to have a look, and yelled a few words, but no one responded.

Wei Ying was originally worried about Jin Ling crying, fearing that someone would bully him, so he hurried over to take a look. This time, seeing that nothing happened, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. .

Originally, Lan Zhan didn't want to deal with Jin Ling's group of children, but this time he saw Wei Ying fainted suddenly, hugged him in his arms, glanced coldly at his own Lan Jingyi, and said nothing. People hugged into the cabin.

Wei Nu originally wanted to follow in to see how Wei Ying was doing, but when she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of Jiang Cheng on the big boat looking at Wei Ying's fainted expression, more anxious than before.

Wei Nu let out a long sigh in her heart, and couldn't help muttering a few words: "This Jiang Cheng has followed Mrs. Yu's arrogant temper to death, thinking about him, thinking about him, thinking about him, but he doesn't talk about it." Forgive me, the dead duck has a hard mouth."

As he said that, he turned his head to look at a group of children who were at a loss, then raised his head and said to Lan Jingyi, "Go and see your father."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the other children with his hands on his hips, snorted coldly, pulled Lan Sizhui with one hand, and Jin Ling with the other, and glanced at the bewildered Wen Ning by the way: "Come here, too."

Don't think that what happened just now will be over so easily.

When a group of people got off the boat, they felt as if they had passed away. They sighed happily and walked into Lianhua Pier in twos and threes.

Wei Nv stood at the gate of Lianhuawu, pursed her lips, strolled to the side and sat on the ground to heal her injuries.

Lan Sizhui looked at his mother and Wen Ning who stayed at the gate of Lianhuawu and didn't go in, so he also walked over: "Why don't you go in, Mother?"

Nu Wei looked at Lan Sizhui's appearance, touched her son's cheek, "You go in with Jin Ling first, Auntie will rest here for a while." She looked at Jin Ling who was coming over and said, "A Ling, Take A Yuan in."

Lan Zhen stood behind Wei Ying with her hands behind her back, standing at the door of Lianhuawu, but Wei Ying was looking at Wei Nuze, and Lan Zhan was looking at Wei Ying.

Wei Nv sat on the ground, looked up at Wei Ying, took out a sound transmission talisman from her bosom, and looked at Wei Ying innocently: "The news inside..."

Wei Ying took out the sound transmission talisman in doubt, and said in doubt, "Why don't you go in?"

Wei Nv stuck the sound-transmitting talisman on the fence and yawned: "I won't go in, you go in quickly."

Seeing the two falling far behind everyone and walking into Lianhuawu, Nu Wei suddenly burst into tears.Wen Ning stood beside him, at a loss.

"That year, before A Ying, A Niang took me to Lianhuawu, and I was here too, standing here, and then I met her." Wei Nu burst into tears: "Back then There is no Jiang Cheng yet, and she is still a small one, running out to call my sister."

Wei Nv covered her face with her hands, and it took half a year before she let out a whimpering cry: "Why, why can't even she be tolerated."

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about, Miss Jiang?" Wen Ning finally understood what Wei Nu was talking about.

Wei Nu's eyes were blurred with tears, and she looked at the Jiang family's ancestral hall in the distance. After a while, she laughed again: "Wen Ning, I finally found it. I found the real culprit who killed A Li. Wait, wait, wait!" I'll go catch him and bring him back, and then I can, I can resurrect our A Li."

Wait, just wait.

Wei Nu wiped away her tears indiscriminately, just waiting, just waiting for a while.

When Sisi's voice came from the sound-transmitting talisman, Wei Nu suddenly thought of something, and he suddenly said to Wei Ying on the other side of the sound-transmitting talisman, "A Ying, wait a minute."

After a while, Wei Ying's voice came from the other end of the sound transmission talisman: "What's the matter, sister."

"Is Ah Ling in there too?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Wei Ying's voice became more and more confused.

"Let Ah Ling and the kids come out, are you sure they can hear what's going on next?" Wei Nvze's voice woke up everyone present.

Jiang Cheng's voice came from inside: "Jin Ling, get out."

Wen Ning saw a group of children kicked out from a distance at the gate of Lianhuawu, Jin Ling pouted with displeasure.

But the group of children saw Wei Nvze at the door at a glance, Lan Jingyi rolled his eyes, and Li Ke pulled the group of people over with a smile on his face: "Auntie has the sound transmission talisman, we just go there and listen to it." ah."

Even after hearing all kinds of Jin Guangyao's actions from the sound transmission talisman, Jin Ling was still embarrassed and ashamed, and Wei Nv originally planned to comfort Jin Ling, but when she saw Wei Ying and Lan Zhan coming out of the house in a hundred years, Turning his mind around, he turned to Lan Sizhui and said, "Yuan'er, take care of Jin Ling."

Lan Sizhui nodded, and he also knew that Jin Ling would definitely feel uncomfortable when he heard this kind of news.Although Jin Guangyao did all kinds of bad things and killed Jin Ling's parents, he really doted on Jin Ling. Lan Sizhui knew how good Jin Guangyao was to Jin Ling.

Although Jin Guangyao is a bad guy, he is really a good uncle.

The author has something to say: Our cute Sizhui baby recognizes his mother tonight, but if he recognizes his mother, his mother will not be far from death, Yun Bei