When He Yuting saw Princess Chang Qing and Ling Yun's mother and son holding hands and facing each other, their eyes dim with tears, but speechless, He Yuting reminded them softly: "Princess, you see that a distinguished guest is coming to your door, why don't you quickly invite them to the house to talk to you! Isn't it ambition? You’re back safely, but you were so excited that you forgot all the proper etiquette! Enough chatter, let’s go in and talk!”
After being reminded by He Yuting, Princess Chang Qing and Ling Yun finally recovered from the excitement and almost out-of-control emotions. They both said "oh" uncomfortably, with sarcastic expressions on each other's faces.
The book is brief. Princess Chang Qing, He Yuting, Ling Yun, He Chengqi, He Luwei and others came to the flower hall. He Yuting ordered the housekeeper He Lu to retreat, and there were only a few of them in the huge flower hall.
There was no sound in the hall for a moment, and it was so quiet that you could clearly hear the breathing of everyone present. An unnatural atmosphere slowly flowed in the air, making it suffocating and breathless.
Ling Yun raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief, trying to calm down the raging struggle in his heart; then he straightened his clothes a little, and bowed respectfully to He Yuting and Princess Chang Qing:
"Ling Yun has met the Marquis and his aunt. Just now, Ling Yun was fortunate to be helped by a friend in the world and escaped from danger, so he hurried back to explain the whole matter to the Marquis and his aunt, so as to prevent the Marquis and his aunt from getting worried. Ling Yun is here The house has been disturbed for several days. Thanks to everyone's meticulous care, I deeply feel that Ling Yun..."
Princess Changqing's wet and misty eyes were filled with sparkling light, and she stared at the person in front of her intently, with tears almost bursting out of her eyes - that was when a caring mother looked at her beloved child. with fiery and excited eyes.
At this moment, she suddenly stood up, walked up to Ling Yun step by step, interrupted his somewhat polite and perfunctory words with a trembling voice, and asked directly: "Tell me, are you really my Lin'er?... "
There was no warm-up at all before, and he asked straight to the point. Ling Yun couldn't help being stunned.
Not only Ling Yun, but also He Yuting, He Chengqi, and He Luwei on the side were in a daze, and their minds could not turn around for a while.
Just now, Ling Yun was still uttering words of gratitude in a leisurely and eloquent tone, but now Princess Chang Qing suddenly said this without any clue. Isn't the gradient of the gap a bit too big?
He Yuting frowned displeased, coughed slightly and said: "Chang Qing..."
Princess Chang Qing disagreed. She raised her eyebrows and said impatiently: "Why are there so many red tapes in front of my son? When we didn't meet him, he was worried and worried all day long. Now my son has experienced so many hardships and vicissitudes, and it's not easy to return home." We're around him, but he's polite and talks about him, isn't that interesting?"
He Yuting was snatched away by Princess Chang Qing and was speechless for a moment, so he had to smile bitterly and remain silent.
Princess Chang Qing turned her affectionate gaze to Ling Yun again and continued: "Zhichao, you have known about your life experience for a long time, but why have you been hiding the truth and refused to recognize your mother?
"During the days when I was recuperating at home, you and I were facing each other almost every day; especially that time, I proposed to you that I would adopt you as my son. Even under such circumstances, you refused to say Tell me the truth - tell me, why? Are your father and Cheng Qi making things difficult for you?"
The muscles on He Yuting's face couldn't help but twitched, and he hesitated to speak; He Chengqi's face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he was so anxious that he couldn't speak clearly, "Mother, I...actually I..."
Ling Yun frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Aunt, you misunderstood. It really has nothing to do with them. The reason why Ling Yun refuses to tell the truth is really because I have... doubts..."
Princess Chang Qing frowned, almost pressing forward step by step: "Doubtful? What doubts do you have? After all, it's not that they are making things difficult for you that makes you hesitate? "
Why did it go around and back again? He Yuting rolled his eyes, looking speechless.
Ling Yun was even more confused: "Auntie, I just said it has nothing to do with them at all, why did you involve them again?"
Princess Chang Qing said: "Why do you still call me aunt? Lin'er, I am your biological mother. Can't you just call me mother?"
Ling Yun lowered his eyes sadly, his long eyelashes covering the complicated and unclear emotions in his eyes, but remained silent.
Princess Chang Qing cried: "Why, can't you scream? Are you still resenting your mother? Are you unwilling to acknowledge me as your mother? Do you know that in the more than twenty years since I lost you, my mother's life How did you get here again? Although mother has never raised you, but..." She was crying so hard that she couldn't even cry.
Ling Yun's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he choked with sobs: "Auntie, please stop talking..."
Princess Chang Qing said with tears in her eyes: "Lin'er, what are you still hesitating about? Could it be that after talking for a long time, I am just being sentimental and admitting the wrong person? If that's the case, then take off your left sleeve in front of everyone. Come down and let everyone take a look - if you really don't have that Qilin birthmark on your left arm, then I can be sure that you are not my Qin'er, and I won't force you anymore..."
What? Taking off your clothes in front of so many people - how embarrassing that would be! The corners of Ling Yun's mouth twitched unconsciously, showing a very speechless expression.
He raised his face slightly and held back the tears that were about to flow; he knelt down in front of Princess Chang Qing and said with a trembling voice: "Auntie, please don't say that, it's because Ling Yun is ignorant. It hurt my aunt’s heart. Actually, my aunt…”
Princess Chang Qing glanced at him reproachfully and said in an almost commanding tone: "Why do you still call me aunt and mother!"
Ling Yun immediately realized that he had made a mistake again. His face froze, and then he smiled and said, "Yes, mother!... Mother, please accept my child's obeisance!" After saying that, he lowered his head and bowed.
Princess Chang Qing held Ling Yun in her arms, and the mother and son held each other's arms and cried.
Princess Chang Qing cried and said: "Good boy, mother finally found you, mother is so happy!..."
After crying for a long time, Princess Changqing slowly stopped crying. She glanced at He Yuting next to her, then turned her soft eyes to Ling Yun and said, "Lin'er, come to see your father first."
Ling Yun's expression froze for a moment, and a look of solemnity passed over his originally calm face. He couldn't help but think of the two unpleasant confrontations with He Yuting before...
At this moment, everyone was silent. Their eyes were all focused on him.
Especially Princess Chang Qing in front of him, his mother, was staring at him unblinkingly with a pair of loving and concerned eyes, which were full of anxiety, expectation, and faint tears.
At this moment, the arrow was really on the string and had to be fired; what's more, the person standing opposite was definitely his biological father who had the closest blood relationship with him.
Originally, it was only natural for a son to meet his father; not to mention that this formal recognition of father and son was already more than twenty years late...
Ling Yun's mind was spinning at that moment, and he finally made up his mind.
He stood up slowly, walked step by step in front of He Yuting, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, leaned down and worshiped: "Ling Yun... Lin'er pays homage to his father..."
He Yuting silently looked at the son who was kneeling in front of him, whom he loved and hated, and who had countless complicated emotions mixed in his heart. He could no longer describe how he felt.
There was a forced and decent smile on his face, but when he opened his mouth to speak, he found that his throat was dry and astringent, and he almost choked: "Zhichao, no - Lin'er, I wish you could come back safely... As a father, I am so happy to see you..."
Ling Yun slowly raised his head and inadvertently saw a few strands of white hair on He Yuting's temples, a few fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes that showed a bit of vicissitudes and fatigue after years of baptism...
At that moment, his throat was suddenly choked by something like cotton, and he shed tears without realizing it.
Princess Chang Qing looked at the affectionate expressions of the father and son looking at each other, as if they were about to cry. She felt sad and happy at the same time, and nodded with relief.
Then she turned to He Chengqi beside her and said, "Chengqi, go and see your brother quickly."
He Chengqi responded "Yes", walked up to Ling Yun with a low eyebrow, bowed his hands and said softly: "Cheng Qi pays homage to eldest brother. Thanks to eldest brother last night, he ignored the past and risked his life to save him; but the younger brother was ignorant and unexpectedly Saying such inappropriate words hurts my brother's heart; brother, can you forgive my brother for his mistake?"
Ling Yun's clear eyes turned, and he smiled slightly: "How could it be possible? You and I are close brothers! Seeing that my brother is in danger, it is my duty as a brother to save you, let alone you. It was because of me that I was held hostage by thieves."
He Chengqi bit his lower lip lightly and said uneasily: "But I really shouldn't have treated you like that at that time. Now that I think about it, I really regret it..."
Ling Yun didn't take it seriously and said: "Don't mention the past things anymore; as long as my brother doesn't give me, the eldest brother, any more problems in the future, making it impossible for me to get along in the Marquis's house, I will be satisfied!"
He Chengqi heard the hint of teasing in Ling Yun's tone, and couldn't help but trembled in his heart, and said calmly: "Brother..."
Ling Yun arched his eyebrows, and a sly smile flashed across his eyes, "It's just a joke, Cheng Qi, don't take it seriously!"
He Chengqi had a resentful look on his face and said "Oh" vaguely. He was speechless for a moment and thought to himself: "Although my elder brother is not as cunning and difficult as the fake eldest son of Hou Yefu last time, he is still the same." He is smart and hard-working, and does not suffer any losses - he is not a fuel-efficient lamp either!
"It seems that my life will be difficult again! Alas, what the fortune teller said is absolutely right. My life is really miserable!..."
