Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

A series of sounds of carriages and horses, accompanied by the female ghost's soft call, quickly approached.

Ling Huang tugged Yin'er a few times, but the child's eyes were dull green, looking in the direction of the voice.

In just a few seconds, the luxurious carriage of honor floated from the sky.

A feature of the guard of honor of the Northern Xia Kingdom that has been forgotten by history, a row of small bells hang from the curtain of the carriage door of the big red embroidered phoenix.

The sound is crisp and melodious.

"Mother?" Yin'er moved her hand, as if she wanted to break free from Ling Huang's hand.

"Yin'er, I still don't know who the other party is." Ling Huang held Yin'er's little hand tightly, "Mother... I told you that this is the range of the Lin family in southern Yunnan. If your mother..."

It is extremely difficult for Ling Huang to tell your mother.

He gritted his teeth and continued, "If your mother was here, the Lin family would have found out early on, and I wouldn't miss any news, right? You listen to me and follow me to the car first." Let me come and meet her, okay?"

"This palace is Yin'er's birth mother, Queen Beixia." The phoenix-embroidered door curtain was lifted by a slender hand.

Seeing the face that was very similar to his own, Ling Huang's chest twitched.

"Thank you for taking care of Yin'er on behalf of me." The woman stepped out of the carriage.

It is indeed the grace and luxury of the mother of a country, elegant and calm.

Ling Huang swallowed hard, "Are you Li Yin's biological mother?"

"Yes." The woman nodded slightly, and took a picture scroll from the hand of the ghost maid next to her and unfolded it.

It was the portrait of Li Yin's mother that Ling Huang saw from the ancestors of the Ling family.

"How could it be..." Ling Huang couldn't face such a sudden turning point, he shook his head, and didn't want to let go of Yin'er's hand.

"Mother!" Yin'er struggled again, and Ling Huang, who was so strong, could barely hold onto it.

"No." Ling Huang turned to look at Yin'er, "Are you leaving? Are you going with her?"

"My mother." Yin'er stared at Ling Huang with eager eyes, "Let me go, I want to find my mother!"

"What about me?" Ling Huang's eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were covered with mist, "Yin'er, you're leaving, what about me?"

"I..." Yin'er seemed to come back to her senses, and looked at Ling Huang seriously, "I, I will come back to see you."

"..."

It turns out that I have been nothing but a shadow.

When the real mother appeared, she was no longer important.

That's right, this child came here in the first place to find his mother, and now he is leaving for his mother, right?

Ling Huang let go of his hand, and sat slumped on the metal steps of the big door of the caravan, "Okay, then let's go and find your mother."

"I, I..." Yin'er stretched out her small hand and touched Ling Huang's cheek.

"What are you?" Ling Huang looked up at the child who made him pour his heart out, "Your mother is here, you have no doubts, and you didn't even ask me who I am. In fact, you already knew that I am not your mother, right?"

The little baby stared wide-eyed and shook his head blankly.

"He didn't lie to you." The queen walked to the car door in a fine attire, and put her hand on Yin'er's head, "Yin'er's heart is gone, there are too many things he can't tell, you are indeed very similar to me, he I mistook you for me, until I saw me, it was like waking up from a dream."

"I didn't, I lied to my mother... I lied to you." Yin'er explained anxiously.

But his small body has instinctively approached the queen's side.

Changing that mother to you broke Ling Huang's heart into pieces.

"He doesn't ask who you are, it's just not necessary." The queen slowly said the cruelest words, "I'm already here, who you are, to him, there is no difference, no meaning."