Your eyes reveal feelings, and the plum blossoms in the valley were once accompanied.You who are sleeping in the ice coffin make my thoughts lonely.

I want to be with you, but I dare not ask for acquaintance.

Like a dream, this life is like a lonely life.Then where should I say it, the joys and sorrows of this life do not tell Li Shang...... Inscription: Fu Nian

After dinner, Fu Nian and Mo Chen escorted Ling Ziqing back to the original house.

"Mother, you have a good rest, tomorrow I will cook delicious food for mother." Mo Chen, who was not wearing a mask, said to Ling Ziqing with a smile on his face.

"Okay." Ling Ziqing smiled calmly.

Fu Nian stroked her hair and said softly, "It's good to have a rest, if you need anything else, tell me."

Ling Ziqing nodded.

"Is dad happy?" Mo Chen who left together asked suddenly.

Fu Nian squinted at him: "I don't want her to force herself to accept me, she has such a deep love for the ovary, how could she just let it go and find out."

"Is father so sure? Didn't you think that Xu Shiniang really let go?"

"Ah~" Fu Nian sighed, but didn't answer his question.

After seeing them all leave, Ling Ziqing walked into the house.Seeing that there are no changed furnishings and items in the room, and there is no dust on it, it is not difficult to see that this room is often cleaned.

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Ziqing came outside Fu Nian's study, she hesitated and pushed the door open.Seeing that there was no one in the house, he saw a painting hanging behind the curtain.She lifted the curtain, and a portrait that belonged to her came into sight.

Ling Ziqing caressed the scroll, her cold eyes showed gentleness.Brushing over a corner of the scroll, she stopped, and whispered the inscription on it silently: "The painting of obsession, I have loved it for a lifetime. Fool, is it worth it for me?"

"It's worth it, just because you are Ling Ziqing"

The voice sounded from behind her, and Ling Ziqing turned around to look.She looked into his dark eyes in a daze, and the sincere cries from his heart that day resounded sweetly in her mind.

Ling Zi leaned forward and hugged his waist with all her emotions, and leaned her face against his chest: "I know that Ah Nian has been with you for a long time."

Fu Nian hugged her slightly with a smile: "I suddenly feel like this is a dream, and I'm afraid it will disappear when I wake up."

"Until last night, I kept thinking. If I hadn't appeared at that wedding five years ago, would we have a different life now? Wouldn't it be like this now? "Ling Ziqing leaned on Fu Nian and said quietly: "Or, would it be better if I didn't wake up? Hehe... Tell me, is it too selfish for me to have such thoughts?"

"No, you're just too tired." Fu Nian hugged her tightly, stroking the white hair pityingly.

What they didn't notice was that Zhang Liang, who had come down from the cliff, was standing outside the door and watching.

Zhang Liang suppressed the jealousy and anger in his heart, and silently looked at the embracing couple inside.

Qing'er, that's impossible.You are the wife of Zifang, you cannot fall in love with others.Qing'er can only belong to the ovary, so don't leave the ovary, okay...

"I heard from Xiaoxi that Mochen has a name?" Ling Ziqing asked as he withdrew from his arms.

"The name Zifang gave Mo Chen is Buyi, Zhang Busu"

Ling Ziqing froze, and a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes: Zhang Buyi, isn't that...

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