Jiuer's lips trembled slightly as she said, "Does it have anything to do with me?"
Ling Duanian smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu'er is indeed the smartest child in the world."
Jiuer pursed her lips tightly, and suddenly, tears flowed down silently.
Unlike her brother, she always had a cold face and was so arrogant that she would not cry no matter what happened.
She has known since she was a child that crying can sometimes be a weapon.
I have often faked crying and actually cried with a purpose.
They...she never cried before.
But at this moment, when she heard Ling Duannian mention her father and master again, the softest part of her heart was hit, her nose became sore, and she couldn't bear it anymore.
Because even though Ling Duan Nian didn't say anything, after she thought about everything thoroughly and recalled everything in these days, some answers were ready to come out in her heart.
Jiuer was crying and forcing herself to laugh, just like that pitiful person who was crying and laughing at the same time.
"I'm not crying, and I don't want them to see me crying!"
Ling Duannian took out a clean handkerchief and handed it to her, "In that case, wipe it yourself. You're crying like a tabby cat."
The girl couldn't hold back her tears and tried to laugh, she was very embarrassed.
She almost breathlessly sobbed and said coquettishly, "Uncle, why don't you wipe it for me?"
Ling Duanian narrowed her beautiful eyes and raised her hand to hit her on the head, "Because there are differences between men and women."
"But you are my little uncle." The girl said in a crying voice.
Ling Duannian smiled half-heartedly, "It seems that you have completely woken up and know how to tease people."
"Okay, I think you can guess some of what I want to say now. In that case, I won't say anything anymore. I'll take you there in the carriage, and you can cry slowly on the carriage."
As soon as the words fell, I really had to get up and leave.
Jiu'er grabbed his robe and pulled the handkerchief from his hand.
"Little uncle, can't you coax me? It's still too much!"
"Do you need me to coax you?" Ling Duannian sat down again and asked with a smile.
Jiuer wiped away her tears. Although the water in her eyes could not help but come out, she had always been cruel to herself and tried her best to hold it back.
She shook her head, her eyes still filled with tears.
No need, Murong Jiu has never needed it!
However, Ling Duannian patted her back gently and said, "I really want to cry. I'll lend you my uncle's shoulder to cry on."
Jiuer said arrogantly, "I don't want to! You will laugh at me in the future!"
Ling Duannian's lips curled up slightly, "Your worries are not unreasonable."
Jiu'er looked at him and said softly with a hint of crying, "Uncle, tell me, I want to hear it."
Ling Duannian was silent for a moment before saying, "Nine years ago, I returned to Lan Country after saying goodbye to my sister. In the first year, I never paid attention to your news about Dajing."
"The next year, I received a good news message from my sister to Lan Country, telling me that I was my uncle again."
"I knew she was doing well, so I didn't pay attention to your news until..."
"It wasn't until another year passed, that is, the third year after I left Dajing, when you were ten years old. My subordinates accidentally discovered something about your father's unusual whereabouts, and came to report it to me."
Ling Duannian looked at Jiu'er, who subconsciously clenched her fingers. She said softly, "But let me tell you, my father went to a country he has never been in contact with... Cang Yu."
Ling Duannian did not make fun of her knowingly asking, "I felt something was fishy, so I asked people to start investigating. After investigating, I found that the matter was a bit complicated. The more I investigated, the longer the involvement became, and the ancestor of the Holy Sect of the Western Regions was brought out."
"It has been so long that half a year after Sister and you were brought back to the Holy Sect of the Western Regions by the Forefather of the Holy Sect of the Western Regions, Lord Murong began to ask some people from the Holy Sect of the Western Regions to secretly look for various little boys...
"
However, the Holy Cult of the Western Regions has always had the habit of picking up children for training, and Ling Duannian did not connect this matter with Jiu'er at first.
Murong Shuo's method of asking people to find little boys was not only in the Western Regions, but also in countries all over the world. No matter big or small, close or far away, people were asked to find them according to his standards.
It is not that everyone is kidnapped, but that people are asked to carefully check the various conditions of those children who meet the requirements, focusing on the physical condition.
Just like this, half a year later, Murong Shuo went to Cangyu in person for the first time.
Obviously, what he was looking for was found in Cangyu, a country that had never even appeared in the struggle for hegemony among other countries.
Then, this large-scale search for people stopped.
When Jiu'er was more than three years old, some of Murong Shuo's subordinates, some elders and apostles of the holy religion who were trusted by him and had different abilities, began to go to Cangyu one after another.
When Jiuer was four or five years old, Murong Shuo went there in person and stayed there for a month at a time.
Until when Jiuer was over six years old, Murong Shuo set himself on fire...
Then about half a year after Jiu'er's seventh birthday, the eldest grandson Wuji also began to appear in Cangyu.
When Jiuer was ten years old, the eldest grandson Wuji appeared in person for the first time in Cangyu.
When Jiuer was eleven years old, Changsun Wuji went there again in person, and that time he was bumped into by General Duan.
When Ling Duannian said this, he paused for a moment before saying, "Lord Murong's medical skills are astonishing to the point where mortals can't even dream of him. Your physical condition has deceived all of us. But he knows in his heart that even he can't completely
Let you return to normal. You are just superficially normal for the time being."
"But after all, it was Lord Murong who thought of ways that ordinary people would never think of, and really brought his medical skills to life. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius."
There are not many people in this world that Ling Duannian truly admires, and Murong Shuo is definitely one of them.
"I don't know what method he used, but he left the hope of your life in Cangyu, and left a so-called 'treasure map' for people to guide you here at the right time to find you.
way of survival."
"And your father..."
Ling Duannian looked outside the carriage with complicated emotions, and suddenly felt ridiculous.
My sister was right in choosing Sun Wuji. I once naively thought that I was the best person in the world who could treat my sister best.
He curled his lips slightly self-deprecatingly, and then said, "Your father should have investigated some things about Lord Murong, including that he had been to Cangyu. But at that time, he probably did not investigate deeply. After all, Lord Murong
I have been to too many places, and there are a lot of strange things. Cang Yu is really inconspicuous, and he is nothing."
"It wasn't until the 'treasure map' story about you started to circulate that he probably realized something was wrong. On your seventh birthday, not only did the Lingcheng government office cause a whole incident of being quietly replaced by spies from other countries, you
It was such a 'coincidence' that I got the first fragment of the treasure map." (To be continued)