Chapter 417: Exile (2)

Lu Qian didn't cry any more, so he looked at Ling Jingwei so insanely.
It seems as if she wants to engrave her face in her heart.
For the first time in his life, Ling Jing’s life did not give a feeling of disgust to his infatuation.
After all, Lu Qian is also a poor person. The last generation can't ask for it, this life is still the case. His fault is only to like someone who should not like it.
On the other side, Mrs. Ling was crying out of the prisoner and Ling’s, and all the words that were to be embarrassed were left behind. Ling Uncle and Ling Wuye and Ling are brothers and sisters. There are always some true feelings. At this time, both eyes are red.
As a long-haired monk, Sun’s performance shows calmness and pulls Ling’s hand:
Sister, it’s been this time, and it’s useless to say good things. You can’t remind you of a few words.
Be honest on the way, don't mess up and don't bother."
"Your elder brother has already managed for you. At least you can keep your road safe and sound. After you come to the border, the days will definitely be much harder than the original. Just for the sake of Aqian, you have to hold on and not fall."
"We can't help you more. You take care in the future!"
Ling’s whimpered and looked at Sun’s:
I remembered what you said. Thank you, Dad!

Sun’s eyes looked at Ling’s tearful eyes, and his heart was also uncomfortable. Suddenly went to Lu Qian and whispered: "A Qian, you are now the pillar of a family. Your mother will depend on you in the future. You have to hold it, you must not be weak."
Lu Qian returned to God and nodded silently.
The time of a musk is coming soon.
The officer came over and coughed a sigh: "When the time is up, we should also set off. So as not to delay the time, we will not be able to stand in the evening."
Uncle Ling took a deep breath and squeezed an ugly smile: "Yes, yes, let's go."
After that, I have to help Mrs. Ling return to the carriage.
Mrs. Ling’s crying fainted, and she struggled. She was dragged back to the carriage by Ling’s uncle and Ling Wuye.
Ling's eyes were red and swollen, and a louder than a cry: "Mother, the daughter is gone. The daughter is not filial, can't filial mother's knees down..." However, it is useless to cry again.
The officer ordered that the prisoner had started moving.
Ling Jing姝 listened to Ling’s voice crying, looking at Ling’s wolverines, and remembering it, it was the moment before the death of his previous life.
Ling slammed her neck, his face full of hate and sneer: "You are a monk, the Queen Mother makes you die, you are not dead. You are not willing to go on the road, my aunt will give you a ride. Under Jiuquan, Don't blame your aunt."
Ling’s birthplace killed her and sent her to Huangquan Road.
Today, Ling’s seated on the van and desperately embarked on another road of no return.
In the midst of it, self-retribution.
......
Ling Jing looked at the prisoner and walked away, and the last trace of his heart was completely put down.
"Auntie, the prisoner has already gone far, we should go back." Ling Xiao’s voice rang in his ear.
Ling Jing姝 returned to God and gently responded.
After getting into the carriage, Ling Xiao couldn't help but whisper: "Auntie, aunt and late cousin were exiled to the outside, and I was afraid that I would never see each other in this life. You don't seem to be sad at all."
Although the feelings are weak, you can see these horrors in your own eyes, and it is inevitable that there will be some guilty conscience. Ling Jingying was too calm from beginning to end.
Just like that day at the side of the execution ground, it was so calmly watching the Lushi brothers being cut off. Calm down is not like what a girl of this age should have.
Ling Jing slammed his lips and said: "I really don't feel bad at all. All this is that Lu Jia Ershu is self-sufficient and tired of all Lu family. The aunt and the late cousin can live, it is already a blessing. Is it still thinking about going back to the past? Not?"
Ling Xiao is dumb.
Fortunately, there are no other people on this carriage, only two of them. Ling Jingyu said that only he heard it.
"You said anything in front of me, don't say this in front of Grandma's uncle." Ling Xiao looked worriedly at Ling Jingwei: "Don't let the grandmother be unhappy."
Ling Jingyi smiled casually: "Reassured, I am not a fool, how can this talk with others."
Very light and very casual, they will be the others.
Ling Xiao was dumb, and he said for a while: "Auntie, do you really want to marry, let me live in the Weifu?"
"You don't want to?" Ling Jing asked: "According to this situation, fathers do not know how long they will live in Beijing. Do you want to live with them all the time, let Li's fate be at your mercy?"
Ling Xiao did not hesitate to say: "Of course not willing."
As soon as the words were exported, I felt ambiguous. I immediately went on to say: "I mean, I don't want to live with Li. Li used to ignite and secretly give people a scorpion. I am not afraid of her, too lazy. I am mad at her all day. I am happy with living with you. I am afraid that my future brother-in-law will see me as a little sister, and I will be unhappy."
If this incident affects the relationship between Ling Jingwei and Wei Yan, he is not willing to do so anyway.
Ling Jing’s thoughts were a little thought, and he guessed Ling Xiao’s concerns. He said with a smile:
I will tell him this thing, you don’t have to worry about it.

"But..."
"Nothing." Ling Jing 姝 moderately interrupted Ling Xiao: "I only have such a brother, you are two, we are deeply emotional, and no one can leave each other. These Wei Yan are all aware. With his personality, you live Weifu, he certainly will not stop."
"If you are still worried, wait until you become a relative, I let Wei Yan personally tell you."
In the face of Ling Jing’s insistence, Ling Xiao quickly lost his defeat:
Well, I will listen to you.

......
After Mrs. Ling’s return home, her condition worsened and she could not afford to be lying on the bed.
Sun's specially invited a famous doctor from Beijing to see Mrs. Ling. I don't know how much to drink, but unfortunately, Mrs. Ling is suffering from heart disease. It is useless to eat more ginseng Yan Wang.
The son and daughter-in-law are waiting around the bed every day, and the grandchildren are not allowed to be free.
Ling Jingyi is getting married, and it is not appropriate to stay around the sick bed all day. In case of illness, it affects the marriage, but it is not good.
Ling Wuye specifically told: "Auntie, you are waiting in the boudoir, come home to visit your grandmother every day. You don't have to stay here."
This statement is in line with the quiet mind, and pretends to say a few words, it should be down.
Time slipped like water. In a blink of an eye, it is more than half a month. Mrs. Ling’s illness has not yet been raised, and the days of Ling’s marriage are close at hand. (To be continued.)