"Mom, why do you seem to want me to leave early?" Ling Chuxi said half-jokingly.
"Silly boy, why would my mother want you to leave? If possible, I hope that our mother and daughter can be together every day and not be separated for hundreds of years. But you still have your own way to go, and you can't stay in Endless Peak forever.
The longer you stay, the more reluctant your mother will be to let you go." Ling Fenghua said with a sad look on his face.
"Then I won't leave." Ling Chuxi almost blurted out, but finally endured it.
Mother is right, she still has her own way to go and her own responsibilities. She promises that for her mother and the Ling family, she must shoulder this responsibility.
"Mom, I have another painting here. Take a look. Is it from our Ling family?" Ling Linxi said as she took out the scroll she got from the Xu family's treasure house in Xiaojingtian.
At that time, everyone felt that the back figure in the painting was somewhat similar to hers. Ling Chuxi herself also felt an inexplicable sense of closeness. She thought it was an ancient relic of the Ling family, so she brought it to her mother for identification, and also found a reason to tell her.
Mother spends a little more time together.
As soon as he saw the scroll, Ling Fenghua's body shook violently, and the hand holding the scroll trembled.
"Where did you get this picture scroll?" Ling Fenghua grabbed Ling Chuxi's hand and said anxiously.
"Xiao Jingtian, a well-known weapon refining family named Xu." Ling Chuxi clearly felt her mother's nervousness. Her nails even dug into the back of Ling Chuxi's hands, and Ling Chuxi's heart also became nervous.
"Xiao Jingtian, from a family of weapon refiners, how is this possible, impossible, absolutely impossible..." Ling Fenghua murmured, looking unusually hesitant.
"Mom, what exactly is this painting..." Ling Chuxi asked cautiously.
"No, no, it's not this one, it's not this one!" Ling Fenghua didn't answer Ling Chuxi's words. He looked at the scroll and looked at it inch by inch, refusing to let go of every detail. He was suddenly pleasantly surprised.
He said, his expression became relieved and relaxed.
After saying this, Ling Fenghua noticed that Ling Chuxi was looking at him nervously and worriedly.
"I'm sorry, Chu Xi, for making you worry." Ling Fenghua said apologetically, "Your father also has one of this painting, which is almost exactly the same. It is a family heirloom of the Chu family. Your father has always carefully collected it, so seeing this
It’s only because of the painting that my mother would be so rude.”
"Isn't this one?" Ling Chuxi then realized why her mother was so nervous and hesitant. If this painting is really a family heirloom carefully collected by her father, unless something unexpected happens, it will never fall into the hands of outsiders.
Fortunately, what my mother said was almost exactly the same, that is to say, this is not the one in my father's hand.
"No, absolutely not. The fine gold and mithril used in this scroll is completely different from the one in your father's hand. There are also some subtle differences in the painting. Others may not be able to tell them apart, but my mother took a closer look out of curiosity.
I have seen this scroll, so I can tell them apart." Ling Fenghua said easily.
"Then where did this painting come from?" Ling Chuxi asked curiously.
"The ancestors of the Chu family were originally from the Heaven Realm. Maybe they were left behind at that time. In short, this must be the property of the Chu family and your family heirloom. You should keep it well." Ling Fenghua
said.
Ling Chuxi put the scroll away as she was told.
"Then, I'm leaving." Those who should leave always have to leave. Even if she is reluctant to leave, Ling Chuxi cannot leave.