The little dragon looked at Dongfang Ningxin silently, realizing for the first time that there was a contract owner, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Xue Tianao looked at Dongfang Ningxin worriedly. Although he didn't know why her mood was suddenly so chaotic, he saw Dongfang Ningxin's desire to be alone, and Dongfang Ningxin took the time to understand her mood.
Xue Tianao came out of the tent with the little dragon, and of course Mozi and others understood, and walked out one by one, leaving Dongfang Ningxin sitting alone in the tent.
"Miss, she was fine just now, how come she suddenly?" As soon as they came out, Mo Shen and others asked Tong Mozi, their tone was full of concern, Dongfang Ningxin was so abnormal.
Xue Tianao, Wuya and Xiao Shenlong also looked at Mozi. What did Dongfang Ningxin see just now?
After Mozi was silent for a moment, he said: "The young lady saw Madam's portrait, which was the one that the young master drew the night before the war. As soon as the young lady opened the portrait, she was stunned. It took a while to come back to her senses, but her expression was a bit...
Something’s wrong.”
When everyone heard this, they fell silent.
Miss Miss Madam?
Only Xue Tianao understands, is there any difference between Mo Ziyan's wife and Yu Waner? Yu? Is she related to Yu Cheng or something?
Xue Tianao looked worriedly at Dongfang Ningxin in the tent, and strode towards the tent. Even though Dongfang Ningxin clearly wrote, "I want to stay alone," Xue Tianao still felt uneasy.
"Snow."
Everyone wanted to stop him, but they didn't speak. Maybe this man could comfort their young lady.
"Mo Yan, is there something wrong with Yu Wan'er?" After Xue Tian'ao came in, he saw Dongfang Ningxin, who was as fragile as a child. She was lying on Mo Ziyan's footsteps, her eyes were red but there was no tear, caring.
asked.
"Xue Tianao" Dongfang Ningxin murmured softly when she saw the person coming, her eyes were still confused, but when she didn't see Xue Tianao, they were a little clearer.
She still has him.
"Mo Yan, what did you see? What happened?" Xue Tian'ao strode in, his intuition telling him that there must be something wrong with Yu Waner.
As soon as Xue Tianao stepped into the camp, he saw Dongfang Ningxin curling up in Mo Ziyan's footsteps like an injured little rabbit, like an abandoned child.
Xue Tianao felt extremely distressed. He strode forward and immediately squatted down next to Dongfang Ningxin. He kneaded her into his arms and sat down on the ground.
The warm body temperature brought Dongfang Ningxin back to her senses. After seeing that the person who came was Xue Tianao, Dongfang Ningxin lowered her eyes again and let Xue Tianao rub her in his arms. She lay half on Xue Tianao's body with both hands.
Hugging Xue Tianao's waist tightly.
"Xue Tian'ao, Xue Tian'ao." Dongfang Ningxin's tone was trembling and a little uneasy. She just murmured Xue Tian'ao's name. Dongfang Ningxin looked like she was locked in a cage and hung in the Yellow River.
Above average, fragile and uneasy.
"What happened? Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here." Xue Tianao looked at Dongfang Ningxin like this, and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
Dongfang Ningxin just shook his head, shook his head desperately, and said nothing. Xue Tianao saw that Dongfang Ningxin didn't say anything, and stopped asking. He just patted Dongfang Ningxin's back gently, using the simplest and most primitive way.
A way to appease Dongfang Ningxin.
Xue Tianao's hand was extremely clumsy. The force behind the slap on Dongfang Ningxin's back was either as light as a feather, or it was like a stone pressing down on her. But even so, Dongfang Ningxin did not show any trace of dissatisfaction.
She closed her eyes and let Xue Tianao comfort her in this clumsy way.
After a while, Dongfang Ningxin's body finally stopped shaking, but she was still like an ostrich, buried in Xue Tianao's arms, talking about what she saw in Mo Ziyan's relics.
"Xue Tianao, I just saw the portrait of Yu Waner. She looks very similar to Mrs. Xinmeng. They are almost carved from the same mold. If it weren't for the word Yu Waner, I would have thought
That is my mother, Dongfang Ningxin’s mother.”
"What?" Xue Tianao's hand froze in mid-air. Yu Waner and Mrs. Xinmeng look exactly the same. How is this possible?
Madam Xinmeng? Yu Waner? Dongfang Jade? Mo Ziyan? Dongfang Ningxin? Mo Yan? What does this have to do with anything?
Xue Tianao was also frightened, but then he understood Dongfang Ningxin's thoughts. The long portraits of Yu Waner and Mrs. Xinmeng made Dongfang Ningxin afraid that everything that happened to her was a conspiracy, or Dongfang Ningxin
Was he born just for Mo Yan?
Dongfang Ningxin slightly adjusted her position, letting her head rest on Xue Tianao's heart. Only when Xue Tianao's steady and orderly heartbeat stopped, Dongfang Ningxin felt that she was alive and a human being.
People, not chess pieces at the mercy of others.
Dongfang Ningxin nodded mechanically: "Yes, they are almost carved out of the same mold. I don't understand why. Although my mother is very famous, few people have seen her appearance. Just now I saw Yuwan
When I saw the portrait of my son, I was stunned that there were actually people who looked so similar to each other in this world."
"Exactly the same? Are they biological sisters? I remember that Mrs. Xinmeng is an orphan, and if Yu Wan'er didn't guess, she must be related to Yu Chenghe, then" Xue Tianao was also frightened by his own thoughts.
When it comes to Yucheng, Xue Tianao has to wonder, what kind of conspiracy is there, a conspiracy that has been planned for nearly twenty years?
Dongfang Ningxin heard that Xue Tianao was even more bitter, and she guessed it, but she was afraid of that guess. If this was really the case, wasn't her birth just a conspiracy? A chess piece? Dongfang Ningxin closed her heart.
He raised his eyes and only expressed the fragility in his heart to Xue Tianao.
"I will not misremember my mother's appearance. Yu Wan'er looks exactly the same as her. Now I don't even know who I am. Who is my mother? Dongfang Ningxin lives for Mo Yan,
Or Mo Yan never existed, or maybe we are just the product of a conspiracy, Mo Yan and I."
Dongfang Ningxin curled herself up in Xue Tianao's arms again. Some people say that people who are insecure will unconsciously roll their bodies into a shrimp shape, and this is what Dongfang Ningxin did at this time.
She always believed that she was both Dongfang Ningxin and Mo Yan, the rebirth of Mo Yan and the continuation of Dongfang Ningxin.
Both Dongfang Ningxin and Mo Yan are the fruits of their parents' love. But when she saw Yu Wan'er's portrait, Dongfang Ningxin felt that her thoughts were completely broken. Whether she was Mo Yan or Dongfang Ning
The heart is just an object that has to be born.
Two identical mothers, one of which was related to Tamaki, made her really unable to deceive herself and pretend that nothing happened.
"Whether you are Dongfang Ning Xin or Mo Yan, you are who you are. Whether it is Ning Xin or Mo Yan, you have done well. This is enough. Don't think too much. It might just be a coincidence." Xue Tian
Ao gave a comforting reason that even he didn't quite believe.
Dongfang Ningxin was still rolled up into a ball and didn't move. "Is it really a coincidence? Is there really such a coincidence in this world? Why would Dongfang Ningxin be reborn in Mo Yan's body after he died? Why do they have a long-term relationship?
Got the exact same mother?”
"Ning Xin, don't think too much. Those are the grievances of the previous generation. If we can solve them, we will solve them. If not, just pretend that we didn't see them. No matter what, in my heart, you are you."
Mo Ziyan sat there, still looking at her daughter with a slight smile, from fragile to calm.
No matter what, in my heart, you are me. Dongfang Ning nodded, nodding again and again, fortunately, fortunately there is a man named Xue Tianao in this world, otherwise what would she do?
Just for a moment, she felt that she should not have been born. Just for a moment, she felt that she should die with Dongfang Ningxin's death.
"Xue Tianao, when I saw Yu Wan'er's portrait, I felt for a moment that I was abandoned. Dongfang Ningxin was abandoned. She only lived for Mo Yan. And Mo Yan was the result of a conspiracy.
The products, whether they are Dongfang Ningxin or Mo Yan, are not blessed."
Holding Xue Tianao tightly, holding the hem of his clothes tightly, it seemed that only in this way, Dongfang Ningxin felt that she was alive, she was just herself, and she did not live for anyone.
Dongfang Ningxin looked at "Mo Ziyan" and the smiling face, and for the first time she wondered if he wished for her birth or appearance.
And that man who is as warm as spring, her father Dongfang Yu.
He didn't doubt himself when they first met. Was it because Mo Yan, besides being the most similar to Mo Ziyan, also looked like Yu Waner? And Yu Waner was exactly the same as Mrs. Xinmeng?
Every time she thought about the looks of Yu Wan'er and Mrs. Xinmeng, Dongfang Ningxin felt that she was in a mess. The appearance of Yu Wan'er and Mrs. Xinmeng were exactly the same, which made her begin to doubt whether she really existed.
Xue Tianao's hand was still patting Dongfang Ningxin's back. After such a long period of study, he had found a rhythm, half slow and half slow, which was very comfortable.
"Even if it's just a conspiracy, I'm glad that you are the one who survived. Living is more important than anything else. No matter what is going on between Yu Wan'er and Mrs. Xinmeng, if you want to know, we will go find out. If you don't want to, we will never
Shen Feng, we only live for each other."
"Is it okay? Is it okay to just live like this without being affected by them?" Hearing Xue Tianao's words, Dongfang Ning felt a little moved in his heart.
Xue Tianao nodded solemnly, glanced at "Mo Ziyan", and focused all his energy on the person in his arms.
Xue Tianao stretched out his hand to straighten the little head buried deep in his heart, and his eyes met Dongfang Ningxin's.
"Dongfang Ningxin, it's okay. Think of Dongfang Yu who loves you, and think of Mrs. Xinmeng who loves you.
There is also a man like Mo Ziyan. Even though I don’t understand him, I believe that your appearance is what he hopes for.
Yu Wan'er, no matter who she is, I believe she loves Mo Ziyan. Such a man will not be tempted by him without a woman.
Dongfang Ningxin, it is enough for us to live only for each other."
After finishing his words, Xue Tianao lowered his head again, his lips gently falling on Dongfang Ningxin's forehead, sacred and pious.
Unaware that Xue Tian'ao would do such a thing, Dongfang's heart was just stunned as Xue Tian'ao's cold lips burned on her forehead.