"Hahahaha!" Ling Zhan laughed wildly again, "Luo'er, you have become smarter, you can tell the truth at once."
Ling Luo blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "Grandpa, if you praise me again, Luo'er will be proud of it."
"Hahaha, just go ahead and be happy."
The wild laughter that resounded through the sky kept coming from Tongxuan Courtyard. Ling Zichang, who had been guarding the door, couldn't help but frowned with a look of confusion on his face.
He had been with his grandfather in the army for many years, and it was rare to see him smile, let alone smile so frequently. This was simply - weird!
When Ling Luo came out of the main hall of Tongxuan Courtyard, he happened to see a tall and handsome young man at the door.
Perhaps, he should no longer be called a teenager.
Searching the memories in her mind, she recognized him at a glance. He was Ling Zichang, a descendant of Ling Zhan's branch who had followed Ling Zhan for many years, and the first person in the Ling family's descendants.
Ling Zichang has been immersed in the military camp all year round, following Ling Zhan in his wanton killings. He carries a strong killing aura. His appearance makes people feel extremely sharp at first glance.
"Brother Zichang." Ling Luo stepped forward and took the initiative to say hello to him, "How are you?"
Ling Zichang's extremely serious face couldn't help but soften a lot when he saw the girl in front of him. The corners of his lips raised an invisible arc and said, "I'm fine. Luo'er, you've grown up."
Ling Luo was very fond of the young man in front of her, not for anything else but because in the original memory of this body, when she was humiliated, this young man with few words would always do his best at the critical moment.
Give her a hand.
Ling Zichang is Ling Zhan's man, and they all protect him.
"We haven't seen each other for more than a year, Luo'er is no longer a little girl." Ling Luo smiled slightly, "Brother Zichang, you are becoming more and more handsome. I don't know how many girls should miss you."
Listening to Ling Luo's joke, Ling Zichang's face turned red with embarrassment. He is a sharp-edged and honest man.
"Luo'er, I will definitely go to your sixteenth-year-old adult ceremony tomorrow." Ling Zichang's voice sounded serious.
Ling Luo nodded and said with a smile: "Okay. Sister Yue is here too. Luo'er remembers that Brother Zichang liked Sister Yue very much when he was a child."
Unexpectedly, Ling Zichang's face suddenly became solemn, he shook his head and said: "Who said I like her."
Ling Luo was a little surprised, looked at this serious young man, and asked: "Then why did you always like to follow Sister Yue back then?"
Ling Zichang glanced at Ling Luo lightly and said, "I'm afraid that Ling Yue will harm you."
Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, and a very strange emotion passed through her heart. It turned out that——
Ling Zichang coughed slightly, with the unique perseverance and stubbornness of a soldier on his face, and said: "I have been following my grandfather's orders since I was a child to protect your safety as much as possible. I never expected that you would misunderstand me like this."
"...Thank you." Ling Luo was relieved and chuckled.
Ling Zichang said nothing and turned his head slowly, not daring to look at that pretty face.
He still remembered that she had been following him since she was ten years old, crying at every turn, like a water doll.
But before he was ten years old... Ling Zichang's eyes narrowed.
At that time, she was the legitimate daughter that the entire Ling family was looking for. With Mu Yuling protecting her, she could walk around the palace every day.
However, at that time, he was just the son of a humble concubine from the Ling Mansion branch. He suffered humiliation. When he was the most hungry, she helped him time and time again.