#162 - He can be the Son of God? That's it?

"Mom, what exactly are you talking about?"

Ye Lingling frowned, her face displaying an expression not usually seen in public.

"Alright."

Ye Qinshui wore a smile on her face.

She was extremely happy whenever she saw an expression on Ye Lingling's face.

She gently smoothed out the frown on Ye Lingling's forehead.

And softly said:

"Whether my darling daughter is angry or not, you don't need to be angry now."

"What do you mean? Are you going to tell me?"

Ye Lingling was a little confused by Ye Qinshui's words.

The day she saw the blood jade.

She personally returned home to ask Ye Qinshui.

Who exactly her grandfather, Ye Renxin, had given the item to before his death.

But Ye Qinshui did not tell her the truth.

"Mommy couldn't help it, my Lingling is still a child."

Ye Qinshui knew that the other party had a noble status.

And her daughter was young, stubborn, and closed off.

If they offended the other party.

The two of them, mother and daughter, would not be able to bear the consequences.

"What about now?"

Ye Lingling's steady heartbeat showed a slight anomaly.

"Now that the person has taken the initiative to send a letter."

Ye Qinshui helplessly curled her lips and took out a letter and a brocade box from her bosom.

If not for key factors such as height and figure.

Many people would probably mistake the identities of the mother and daughter.

Ye Lingling was too calm and world-weary.

"A letter?"

Ye Lingling could now be sure.

That the young man she passed by before was her grandfather's choice.

"Her identity, daughter, you will know after reading the letter."

Ye Qinshui said gently.

Handing the things in her hand to Ye Lingling.

"Okay."

Ye Lingling reached out to take the two items.

The mystery left behind by Ye Renxin, which had troubled her for many years, was finally about to be solved.

"Mom, have you read this letter?"

Ye Lingling suddenly asked, looking at Ye Qinshui with a hint of scrutiny.

After all.

Ye Qinshui often peeked through her daughter's bedroom window in the middle of the night.

Reading a letter was nothing in comparison.

"Why would I? Mom wanted to, but didn't have time to prepare a new envelope."

Ye Qinshui said bluntly.

She was also trying to protect her daughter, who was closed off and sensitive.

Even if the other party told her to leave it untouched.

That wasn't a reason for her to stop caring about her daughter.

Tear~

Ye Lingling sat at the dining table, carefully tearing open the seal and taking out the letter.

She unfolded the letter.

[Upon seeing this letter, may your face be filled with joy.]

[Circle circle cross cross...]

Ye Lingling's lifeless beautiful face suddenly became a little stiff.

She frowned.

Then relaxed.

The content written by Qian Renjue did indeed make several women 'fill their faces with joy'.

It seemed to be devoid of sincerity.

But the sincerity between the lines, and the things that could be temporarily called foolish.

Made it easy to ignore the neat and terrible writing.

In particular, the content covered by circles and crosses made people curious.

"Daughter, what's wrong?"

Ye Qinshui's dignified oval face showed some genuine curiosity.

Faced with the scribbled draft paper.

Ye Lingling quickly looked down.

Immediately, a trace of astonishment, curiosity, and incomprehension appeared on her face.

Spirit Hall Holy Son, Qian Renjue?

He... can he be the Holy Son?

Is that all?

A Spirit Hall Holy Son who wrote such a thing?

This was Ye Lingling's initial impression of Qian Renjue's personal ability from this letter.

He seemed a little unintelligent.

But thinking of that day.

Under the warm sun, their encounter, his warm purple eyes.

Gentle, calm eyes.

That young man.

He exuded nobility, confidence, and composure from head to toe.

Seemed very different from the personality projected by this letter.

"Is it that difficult to write me a letter?"

Ye Lingling murmured, her eyebrows and eyes seeming to carry a strange smile.

Most of it was circles and crosses.

The content inside was still faintly visible, a vague self-introduction.

A vague description of the origin of the marriage contract.

A vague [My grandfather...], etc.

It was very intriguing.

Apart from those vague characters, the real content was only a few sentences.

Soon.

Ye Lingling saw the very end.

[If there is a reply, Miss Ye can place the letter under the red lantern under the eaves]

[Someone in the dark will deliver it!]

This was exactly the content added by Qian Renxue, which seemed to conflict with the previous text.

Qian Renjue had thought about letting Ye Lingling reply.

But those contents were covered up, and only the appearance could be vaguely seen.

However.

Even if there was a problem with the logic in such a letter, Ye Lingling didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Realizing that Ye Lingling's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be interested.

Ye Qinshui's eyes widened, and she even felt a little horrified.

Was her daughter possessed?

Ye Qinshui couldn't help but wish her neck could be longer.

She eagerly asked: "Lingling, what exactly is written inside?"

"Nothing."

Ye Lingling's vermilion lips under the veil were lightly pursed, and she put away the letter.

"Lingling, did you really just brush past him?"

Ye Qinshui was very curious.

Ye Lingling raised her eyes and stared at Ye Qinshui, calmly saying: "When have I ever lied to Mom?"

"But you just now..."

Ye Qinshui was full of curiosity.

What kind of person was that Spirit Hall Holy Son, and what kind of magic did he possess?

"Okay, Mom, let's have dinner."

Ye Lingling put away the things and didn't say anything more about the contents of the letter.

"Alright."

Ye Qinshui became a little preoccupied.

Ye Lingling had always been very opinionated, and she didn't know what to say.

Perhaps because she was concerned about the other undeciphered content in the letter.

Ye Lingling ate much faster.

Before long.

Ye Lingling bid farewell to Ye Qinshui and walked towards her boudoir.

...

At the Eye of Ice and Fire.

After Dugubo swallowed the Dragon Spirit Pill prepared for him by Qian Renjue.

He, who was already condensing a poison pill.

Used the powerful medicinal power of the immortal-grade refined pill to completely condense his own natal poison pill.

Recorded in the Green Phosphorus Poison Art!

At the peak of a Soul Douluo, the poison pill is formed, then the title is granted!

At the same time, Dugubo's martial soul also evolved into the Green Phosphorus Serpent Emperor.

In the misty aura.

Dugubo stood on a large snake with two protrusions on its head.

On the emerald green snake's body, there were two yellow, two purple, and four black, eight soul rings.

The aura of a level ninety powerhouse suppressed the entire field.

"Hehehe, it seems that after a while, this old man will be able to become a Spirit Hall elder!"

Dugubo was so happy that he couldn't control himself.

And let out a strange laugh.

"Old Poison, congratulations!"

The Spiked Seahorse Douluo stood on the ground, motionless.

"Spiked Seahorse Elder, can Yanyan write a letter to His Highness the Holy Son?"

Dugu Yan didn't look at the self-absorbed Dugu Bo.

Just receiving the Dragon Spirit Pill and a few words of concern had already satisfied her.

But she still wanted to get more.

"Hmm?"

The Spiked Seahorse raised his eyebrows.

"This... we have to ask Miss Xue first."

"No problem, His Highness gave Yanyan a mission before he left."

Dugu Yan nodded heavily.

As if afraid that Qian Renxue would be unsympathetic, Dugu Yan had no choice but to use the excuse of reporting on her work.

I wish you all a happy life!