The Talented Doctor

Looking at the dressing of these two people, as well as the aura of the whole body, it is obvious that it is either rich or noble. Maybe it is not from the Miluo Continent, but from the upper realm.

If she can replace Xi Yue's identity, even if she can't be so prosperous in the future, at least she won't have to live in such a hard time as a pig and a dog.

Thinking of this, Nalan Yurong immediately said Nalan Hexi's birthday.

Maotu's finger touched her little Limao cutely and said, "Even the date of birth coincides, Haizhu, is she really the Lord's..."

The round-faced boy named Haizhu asked again, "What about your mother? First take us to find the woman in the portrait."

Nalan Yurong suppressed the excitement in her heart, and said with sadness and tears: "My mother, passed away more than 20 years ago. Even my twin brother died when I just remembered. . Ten years ago, even Nalan’s house was destroyed. I am a lonely weak woman who can only survive and survive. An orphan like me, in order to survive, can only keep hurting herself... if, if my Mother is still alive, how sad to see me being so miserable!"

As she said, she looked up at Maotu and Haizhu, "Who are you guys? Why is there a portrait of my mother?"

Hai Zhu said straightforwardly: "You know, you may not be Nalan Zhengze's child. Is your father someone else?"

Nalan Yurong's eyes widened in shock, and she trembled: "You? What did you say? Nalan Zhengze is not my father, then who is my father?"

Hai Zhu was about to say something, but when he saw Maotu wave his hand, a spiritual force shot out.

Nalan Yurong fainted quickly.

Hai Zhu looked at Maotu in surprise, and Maotu gave him a white look, and said in a huff, "You are a pig, and even your brain is as stupid as a pig? This woman can't be the blood of the Lord. Look at her Is there anything like the statue of the Lord?"

Hai Zhu scratched his head and looked at the unconscious Nalan Yurong with a look of disgust and said: "That's true, she has a very foul smell on her body, which makes me feel so annoying."

"What's more, you forgot, the eyes of the direct blood of the Lord must be purple. Moreover, the roots of this person are more than 30 years old, and they are not in line with the time of the year. My son?"

A murderous look appeared in Hai Zhu's eyes, "You dare to pretend to be a child of the Lord, you should kill!"

Maotu stopped him and was about to speak when a powerful aura suddenly descended in the room.

Without thinking about it, Maotu and Haizhu turned their heads and knelt down on one knee and said, "Welcome to the Lord!"

Yun Tianyi appeared in the room silently, his gaze fell on Nalan Yurong, and said lightly: "Is there a discovery today?"

Maotu replied: "Yes, Holy Lord. This woman claims to be Nalan Hexi, the lady of Nalan's family, and when she saw this portrait, she said that the woman in the portrait was her mother, called... Anling month."

Yun Tianyi had always listened coldly, but when he heard the last three words, his brows wrinkled slightly.

An Lingyue, where does he seem to have heard this name? But because the memory is too far away, I can't remember it for a while.

Yun Tianyi repeated these three words back and forth several times before he lowered his eyelids slightly, covering the turbulent emotions in his eyes.

Was the girl of that night called An Lingyue?

"Holy Lord?" Maotu stood up and pointed to Nalan Yurong, "This person said she is An Lingyue's daughter..."