Ling Luoyu's eyes were cold and thin, and he calmly handed over the pink silk parquet.

"Wipe your tears!"

Feng Ziqing's expression frozen in that moment.

"Why is this handkerchief here with you?!"

Her breathing trembled, and she suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu, with a look of panic in her eyes.

"Second Master is okay?"

Ling Luoyu's heart trembled.

really!

Feng Ziqing and Ling Yunxi's injuries have an inevitable connection.

Ling Luoyu did not answer, but turned around and stood on one side, as if thinking about something.

"Feng Ziqing, why don't you say that this child belongs to my second uncle? You know very well in your heart that if this child belongs to him, I can save your blood!!"

Feng Ziqing shook his head in pain, tears dripping down the corners of his eyes: "I have brought enough trouble to the second master. I can no longer damage his reputation! Whether the child can live depends entirely on God's will! Or his departure is also a good thing for him!"

Ling Luoyu turned around and stared quietly: "You don't want my second uncle to suffer damage, but he can kill him! Why?"

Feng Ziqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instinctively wanted to get up: "What did you say? What's wrong with the Second Master?"

Judging from her appearance, she seemed to have no idea about Ling Yunxi.

Ling Luoyu's heart was inexplicably relieved.

To be honest, she really doesn't want to see the relationship between Feng Ziqing and Ling Yunxi become bloody and vendetta.

Ling Luoyu raised the silk handkerchief in his hand and his tone eased a lot.

"What's going on with this silk pipa?"

Feng Ziqing's eyes trembled again, and they were flickering.

"This matter... is a long story, and it's not interesting to say it now! Forget it!"

"Why should I forget it?" Ling Luoyu's voice suddenly became clear: "Is he guilty and dare not say it?"

"I have nothing to be guilty of, I have a clear conscience!"

Feng Ziqing's tone suddenly became much stubborn, and his eyes were aggressively staring at Ling Luoyu.

"I know what your Ling family thinks of me. I think I am an ungrateful despicable villain! But I have no choice..."

Tears shone in her eyes, but she tried her best to endure the tears.

"Mr. Second Master... can only be considered destined to be unfamiliar! Because of an accident... I was insulted by that bastard Xiang Yi!"

Feng Ziqing's body couldn't help but tremble and looked at the nothingness ahead with resentment.

"From then on, I knew I would never be worthy of the Second Master again! So, I used the excuse of my family disagreeing with him!! Although I hated Xiang Yi, I was already his own person. What else can I do? I can only marry him! Later, I became pregnant... Xiang Yiji..."

Feng Ziqing's words were like a pain in the deepest pain in his heart, and he closed his eyes in pain and despair.

"Xiang Yi was fine at the beginning, but one day, he suddenly said that he suspected that the child was not his! He asked me to prove his innocence and asked me to make an appointment with the second master, and the three of us would explain the matter face to face!"

Ling Luoyu had some idea: "So you made an appointment with that dilapidated temple!?"

"Yes! All three of us are here..."

"What did you say?"

Ling Luoyu's heartbeat slowed down a beat.

"You three are...all here?"

"Yes!" Feng Ziqing didn't know what Ling Luoyu was excited, and his eyes showed confusion: "After I made an appointment with the second master, Xiang Yi let me go! Maybe because of nervousness and fear, he left the handkerchief there..."

She also realized that something was wrong.

"San Young Master... What's wrong with him?!"

Ling Luoyu shook his head slowly.

wrong!

Xiang Yi's howling never left her ears from beginning to end.

It means he has been in the Feng family.

So what happened to Xiang Yi in the dilapidated temple?!
Chapter completed!