"I...I should know you?" Xiao Lingxue was stunned again.
Before this time, because she knew that the person in front of her was Xiwang Lingshuai, she never dared to look him in the face.
Now hearing what Ling Hao said, he subconsciously cast his eyes on Ling Hao's face.
"I...why do I feel that you look familiar?" After coming here for a while, Xiao Lingxue said in surprise.
"Do you still remember who gave you the jade pendant around your neck?" Ling Hao smiled again.
When he came in just now, he saw the jade necklace Xiao Lingxue was wearing. It was a birthday gift he gave to her when she was eight years old.
Although the red rope has been replaced, he remembers the pendant very clearly.
Because it was a sword-shaped pendant that he polished with his own hands from a whole piece of jade.
"ah!?"
Xiao Lingxue shouted out in shock, her face was filled with endless shock, her whole body was trembling slightly, and she looked incredibly excited.
He slowed down slightly and continued to shout: "You...you are brother Ling Yi!?"
Just now, when she saw that Ling Hao looked slightly familiar, her mind was already searching for old friends from the past.
When Ling Hao asked her about the necklace, the picture in his mind stopped at the figure of a childhood playmate.
Although more than ten years had passed, she still recognized Ling Hao at a glance after such a reminder.
She just couldn't believe that she would see Ling Hao here again.
Shouldn't Ling Hao have been killed five years ago?
"Finally recognized her?" Ling Hao touched her head.
This is an action he often did when he was a child.
At that time, Xiao Lingxue, as a once-in-a-century prodigy in the Xiao family, would be sent to the Murong Family to practice Kung Fu with Ling Hao, a fellow member of the Murong Family, every winter and summer vacation.
Among many peers, she has the closest relationship with Ling Hao, and the two are almost inseparable.
In Ling Hao's heart, he always regarded her as his biological sister, and Xiao Lingxue also always regarded Ling Hao as his biological brother.
Although there is no direct blood relationship between the two, their relationship is better than that of brothers and sisters.
Later, after something unexpected happened, the two never saw each other again, and more than ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
Of course, before Xiao Lingxue was put under house arrest, Ling Hao met her by chance when he went out with his adoptive father to do errands.
At that time, she had grown into a tall and graceful beauty. At that time, she no longer recognized Ling Hao, and Ling Hao did not recognize her either. The two passed by each other.
"You are really brother Ling Yi..." Xiao Lingxue cried with joy and threw herself into Ling Hao's arms and cried bitterly.
"It's great, it's really great. Brother Ling Yi, you are not dead. I...I thought I would never see you again in this life..."
"Xiaoxue, don't cry, isn't brother Ling Yi doing well?" After a while, Ling Hao smiled and patted Xiao Lingxue on the back.
"Yeah!" Xiao Lingxue sat up again and continued to choke.
"Brother Ling Yi, I heard... you were already raped five years ago... how could you be okay, and how did you become the King of the West, Ling Shuai?"
"Brother Ling Yi will tell you these things slowly from now on. You tell me first, where is your father?" Ling Hao wiped her tears.
"Father, he...he was deposed five years ago and has been imprisoned in the back mountain for the past few years..." Xiao Lingxue cried again.
"Is it because of me?" Ling Hao asked after taking a deep breath.
"Three years after you left the Murong family, they sent people to the capital and asked father to do their best to find your whereabouts." Xiao Lingxue continued to choke.
