Chapter 1413 Liu Wei Is Proud!

Liu Ling's matter is not a secret. How can it be a secret when even Xiao Li knows it.

Ever since he met Lu's youngest son Liu Feng in Qingyun Kingdom, Liu Ling's shadow has been lingering in Liu Wei's heart. Liu Feng and Xiao Ling look so similar. Although they are not the same person, every time they see him, When visiting Liu Feng, Liu Wei couldn't help but think of Xiao Ling.

She often thought that she would still dream about it at night. She could hide these things from others, but she could not hide them from Rong Leng, who shared the same bed with her, and Xiao Li, who was connected to mother and son.

Rong Leng never asked, even if he found her waking up crying in the middle of the night, he would just silently wipe away her tears, hold her and coax her to sleep.

But Xiao Li was not familiar with the world and did not understand that some topics should not be touched. Zeng Tongyan asked innocently.

Liu Wei didn't say it once or twice, and she didn't remember which time it was, so she just mentioned it.

After saying that, the heavy stone in my heart seemed to lighten a lot.

Only then did she realize that there was some pain that could not be healed by hiding it.

If you say it, it will be much better. In her words, she described Xiao Ling as majestic. When Xiao Li listened, her eyes were always bright. Liu Wei felt proud. The more she talked, her emotions became more surging, and Xiao Li also admired her more and more. , frankly said that he really wanted to see his uncle once, although he knew that he would never see him again in this life, but

Liu Wei was also happy, happy that there was one more person in the world who knew Xiao Ling's abilities, and one more person who could miss her brother with her.

Now that my grandfather wanted to hear it, Liu Wei spoke again.

There were many strange things in her words. One moment she said "outside the kindergarten gate", the next moment she talked about the virgin forest, and she even mentioned the instructor with blond hair and blue eyes. These contents were mixed together like a fantasy. Generally bizarre.

Except for the boy she was talking about.

It was like she made up a fictional background just to set off that boy.

Everyone in the room listened. As Liu Wei spoke more, everyone's expressions changed.

Especially Zhu Wensong, although he didn't know what the customs and customs mentioned by Liu Wei were, he knew that this person was indeed not Liu Wei, not the Liu Wei from Prime Minister Liu's Mansion in Kyoto, she was fake.

The real Liu Wei had never left Kyoto before reaching adulthood, let alone those inexplicable places.

Rong Leng's reaction was the calmest. He had doubted Liu Wei's origins a long time ago. He had doubted it for a long time. As his emotions increased during this period, his doubts and speculations evolved into relief and tolerance.

So now, when he suddenly heard this, he was not surprised at all, and even felt that it was indeed the case. In short, it is still the same sentence, no matter where she comes from or who her identity is, as long as the person he falls in love with has not changed, then nothing has changed. Ji Nanzheng was the one with the greatest emotional ups and downs. He didn't think as far-reaching as Zhu Wensong, nor did he think about anything like Rong Leng. He kept looking at Liu Wei, listening to Liu Wei describe sentence by sentence the upright person in her mouth. Little boy. As I listened, my heart tightened and I clutched my chest.

Mouth, gasping.

Everyone in the room was frightened, and Liu Wei hurriedly got up and went to help her grandfather.

Ji Nanzheng waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but his heartbeat was still very fast: "I don't know why, even though this is the first time I heard it, I feel so uncomfortable..."

Liu Wei's eyes turned red again. He looked at the old man's face, which was exactly the same as his grandfather's in the previous life, and couldn't help but said, "It's possible that this isn't the first time you've heard this."

Ji Nanzheng raised his head, his cloudy and white eyes were confused for a moment, and then slowly closed them: "Don't say anything anymore, I don't want to hear it anymore."

Liu Wei nodded hurriedly, sat down again, grabbed his grandfather's hand, and massaged his acupuncture points.

It was like this before, when she finally returned home with her master. She shed tears and told her parents that she failed to protect Xiao Ling. She held Xiao Ling's ashes and kept kowtowing.

Her father's always resolute face was full of exhaustion, and his eyes were red and blue, while her mother hugged her and cried non-stop, muttering: "Lucky you are still here, lucky you are back."

Later, news of Xiao Ling's death spread to the elders of both parties. It had been too long since Liu Wei and Liu Ling were kidnapped. Now that their granddaughter was finally back, the four elders were certainly happy, but the other child died. He died miserably in a foreign country.

That night, my grandpa was admitted to the hospital. Hearing the news of his grandson's death, he suffered a heart attack and collapsed. Fortunately, grandma found out in time and carried out rescue immediately. Otherwise, before the ambulance arrived, the old man might have died...

Now the same thing happened again. It was obviously not the same person, but after hearing the same thing, the reaction was so consistent. Liu Wei's heart was beating loudly. She squeezed her grandfather's hands and shoulders, taking good care of the old man. Ji Nanzheng was finally freed from the suffocating emotion of unknown origin. He sighed and asked Zhu Wensong : "Wensong, you are proficient in astronomy and astrology. You said, such a good boy, he

After death, will you become a god in heaven? "

Zhu Wensong thought about astronomy, stars, and the Eight Diagrams of the Book of Changes. These are all based on the calculation methods of heaven and earth. They are two different things from becoming an immortal.

It could be seen that Brother Ji was not in the right mood, so he could only respond: "Yes, it will definitely happen."

The old man was relieved, nodded, and said to Liu Wei: "Did you hear that, the child is in the sky now, carefree, free from illness and disaster, which is also very good."

Liu Wei sniffed and nodded. At this moment, she and the old man seemed to have shared a little secret that only belonged to each other. The sadness immersed in the past seemed to dissipate a little.

No one inquired about Liu Ling's identity again. Liu Wei finished telling the past, which was equivalent to confessing his identity.

Half an hour later, Rong Leng left with Liu Wei who was reluctant to leave. Zhu Wensong did not leave. He asked Ji Nanzheng: "What are your plans next?"

Ji Nanzheng smiled and said naturally: "The top priority, old man, is to take my granddaughter back to Beijing to show off. My great-grandson is a genius. How can I be the only one who knows about it?"

Zhu Wensong was surprised: "No, Liu Wei is not your granddaughter. Didn't you hear that?"

Ji Nanzheng said: "She is."

Zhu Wensong was stunned: "She just said she wasn't." Ji Nanzheng laughed and waved his hand: "But I think she is. At first, I was a little unfamiliar with her. Such an old granddaughter suddenly appeared. I was a little scared, but after she told that story, I felt that we were a family, and the bones and tendons were broken.

Family, you can’t go wrong. "

Zhu Wensong looked bitter: "This idea... is a bit strange."

Ji Nanzheng shook his head: "You are not me. You don't know my mood. In short, she must be. It can't be fake. That's what my heart tells me."

Zhu Wensong was speechless and stood beside him in silence. He said for a long time: "As long as you are happy."

Ji Nanzheng smiled again: "Of course I am happy. I have a granddaughter and a great-grandson." After saying that, he paused for a moment and became serious: "But I didn't ask just now. You said that Xia Qiu was imprisoned in the palace. What's going on?"