Chapter 114 (1/2)

Zhuoshi's eyes were red. He stared at these words, hesitated, and finally raised his finger and said: ”I know that Mrs. rugo's husband is Ling Yu. In those years, general Ling Yu beat down the mountains and rivers of Ningguo, but let his son, Emperor Tianling, become the emperor. Later, he passed on the throne to the present emperor Jeb! General Ling Yu has a lame cousin! It's from Malaysia! ”

When Zhuoshi finished, he was already sobbing.

He said too much.

Because he can't bear it!

Linglie can't believe it!

Because Ling Xunhe, the founder of Lingyun international, is the lame rich businessman from Malaysia. So, today's grandpa, and Lingyuan's grandpa, are cousins or cousins?

If so, linglie has a cousin relationship with Lingyuan, which means that he is the descendant of general Lingyu?

The descendants of general Ling Yu are either the emperor or the princess, but he

He's just a cripple!

”It's impossible!”

Linglie bit her teeth and spit out these words: ”do you really want to talk about it?”

Zhuo ran clenched his fist and hung his head, letting the tears slide down.

Seeing that he has been serving the big master since childhood, he is even more distressed for his life experience: ”four little, you said that there is no one you can trust except us in the world?”

Mu Tianxing has been listening quietly.

The more she listened, the more her little body trembled.

I remember the photos I saw in Mrs. Yueya's room, such as Mrs. Ge and Tianling emperor. These two mothers and sons are almost carved out of one mold, and linglie's face is very similar to them!

Mu Tianxing follows the inertia of all the reasoning novels he has read before and produces a kind of presumptuous and bold guess in his mind: uncle he Would it not be the grandson of emperor Tianling and the natural son of his majesty today?

God!

Mu Tianxing suddenly turned around, raised his hand to wipe his face hard, and took a deep breath.

Turning back, he found that linglie had pushed the wheelchair towards her nervously, and asked with concern, ”Tianxing, did I just get too excited and scare you?”

He took one of her hands, his emotions were on the verge of collapse, but he first gently pacified her.

Hearing this, Mu Tianxing shook his head: ”no, I just love you. You didn't scare me. Don't worry. ”

She walked up to him, and suddenly she bent down to hold his head, and kissed him on the forehead: ”uncle, come on!”

Want to get up for a moment, a pair of big hands suddenly imprisoned her waist.

Hoarse with a light voice of pleading, so devout and humble from the linglie mouth overflowed: ”kiss again.”

Mu Tianxing hears the words and is surprised, but he does.

This time, her lips touched his forehead and kissed him for a long time. She didn't stand back until her waist couldn't support her.