Yun Tianyi frowned all of a sudden, "Yue'er, thirty years ago, you gave birth to a pair of twin daughters for me, and because of the birth of this pair of heirs, your life was exhausted, and you died early in the end." The lamps withered and died. Have you forgotten all this?"
"I have a pair of children?" An Lingyue murmured blankly, "But I don't remember that I have children! And the master also said that I was born in this valley, grew up here, and never left this place... "
Although she said this, for some reason, some chaotic images began to appear in her mind.
It was a little girl carved in jade, and a delicate and handsome little boy.
They are happily running and frolicking in the yard.
In a house not far away, a woman was sitting by the window, looking at the two frolicking, smiling peacefully.
And that woman's face was exactly the same as An Lingyue's.
This... is this her
Are those two children her children
No! impossible!
An Lingyue shook her head suddenly, "Master can't lie to me! I don't have children, and I don't know you! Don't follow me anymore!"
After speaking, she turned around and ran away in a panic.
This time, Yun Tianyi didn't pull him back immediately, but frowned, covered his figure, and quickly chased after him.
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An Lingyue left in a panic, looking back constantly on the way.
Finding that Yun Tianyi didn't keep up, she was relieved, but at the same time felt a little lost.
But she herself didn't know why she felt lost.
After walking for a while, An Lingyue came to a remote valley.
A powerful formation was arranged around the valley, and as soon as An Lingyue entered, her figure disappeared without a trace in a flash of light and shadow.
"Master, I'm back."
As soon as An Lingyue entered the wooden house in the valley, she saw the man sitting in front of the window, and couldn't help but salute slightly.
The man in front of the window looked to be in his thirties, with a short beard. He looked gentle and calm, as if he was still very young. But the temperament of the whole person feels extremely vicissitudes of life, and also has a faint coldness.
Hearing An Lingyue's voice, the man turned his head, saw the pretty figure of the woman in the light and shadow, and couldn't help being in a trance for a moment.
"Master?"
When he heard An Lingyue's call again, the man suddenly came back to his senses, "Why did you come back so late today?"
"It's because..." An Lingyue originally wanted to say that it was because she met a strange man.
But, thinking of what that man did to her, and the cave once...
An Lingyue's heart was beating wildly and she was speechless.
Fortunately, the middle-aged man didn't really want to ask her anything, but waved to her, "Come and polish the ink for me."
An Lingyue quickly responded, and obediently stepped forward.
This is something she does every day.
Master has no hobbies, the only thing he likes to do is painting.
And every time Master paints, he likes to ask her to grind ink.
Master draws for a while, and occasionally looks at her, sometimes with a sad and desolate look on his face.
An Lingyue wanted to ask Master who he was thinking about several times, and what made him so sad.
But every time I can't ask.
But today, while she was grinding the ink, her thoughts couldn't help but wander.
From time to time, the man's handsome face and that domineering and fiery kiss flashed in my mind.
And he said that he had two children with him