My personal school belle president

Chapter 762 Give me the answer!

Chapter 762 Give me the answer! (Chapter 10)
The hall is very spacious.

It can be seen that half of the hall was built in a natural cave.

Pieces of crushed stones are inlaid on the cave walls, all of which are as white as jade and soft in color.These stones are colorful and shimmering, reflecting various poses and expressions, making them extraordinarily beautiful.

The other half of the hall, like a girl's boudoir, exudes a fragrant atmosphere.

Qin Yang's eyes fell on a cyan tombstone at the junction. On it was engraved with the words "Daughter Liu Ruqing" in bright red blood. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

This word should be written with finger force, and every word is heart-wrenching.

In front of the tombstone, there is a futon, which must be the place where Mrs. Liu usually sits while chanting sutras.

"Miss!"

Seeing the tombstone, Liu Zhen suddenly knelt down.

Bright teardrops rolled in her eyes, and then, big, round, glittering tears rolled down her beautiful cheeks.

"I'm sorry, miss, I'm sorry..."

Liu Zhen's clean and delicate forehead pressed against the cold ground, crying like a child, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances she had suffered over the years.

Qin Yang stood behind her, staring at the tombstone, without saying a word.

"What was buried?" Qin Yang asked.

"Clothes." Mrs. Liu walked slowly to the tombstone, took out a silk handkerchief, and carefully wiped the tombstone, which was as clean as jade, like washing her daughter's face when she was a child, her eyes filled with love, He said softly: "It's the last dress she wore before she got married. It's very beautiful. She made it herself."

"Where's the corpse?"

Qin Yang asked.

Mrs. Liu smiled wryly, and murmured: "It's gone. Bai Dixuan destroyed her body and soul, and nothing is left."

Qin Yang was silent.

His fists were clenched tightly at some point, and blood dripped down onto the ground.

Once when he heard others talk about the deeds of Bai Dixuan and Liu Ruqing, he could only feel regret and sympathy.But I never thought that I am the protagonist in the story, which is too ridiculous and comical.

He was brought up by Ning Xiuxin, and he believed in his bones that Ning Xiuxin was his only mother.

When he learned that he was adopted, he hated his parents who abandoned him, hated why they abandoned him, why they threw him on the suitcase, and left heartlessly.

He even fantasized that one day after meeting those biological parents, he would show off how good he was, and then slam the door and leave, making them regret what they had done.

Thinking about it now, it was ridiculous and naive.

Ning Xiuxin was right, most mothers in the world would not abandon their children unless there was something unspeakable.

At that time, Qin Yang only took it as consolation, but now it seems that what she said was right.

Looking at the tombstone in front of him, Qin Yang suddenly regretted coming to Liu's house and knowing the truth, because the truth was too cruel, he couldn't bear it, really couldn't bear it.

"Miss, I found the young master, and he is doing well."

"He now has ten heavenly spiritual roots. He is a peerless genius. No one can match him. He can't kill gods, and neither can Bai Dixuan."

"Miss, you must be protecting the young master in the dark."

"By the way, Miss, the young master has another child. He looks very cute, just like the young master when he was a child. His name is Mu Chen. He was born by the young master's adoptive father."

"..."

Liu Zhen choked up, talking about one thing, her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"Zhen'er, what are you talking about!? Yang'er has a child?"

Mrs. Liu, who was wiping the tombstone, looked at the Liu family in astonishment, her lips trembling slightly.

Liu Zhen hummed, wiped away her tears and said sobbingly: "Young master has a baby, he was born not long ago, and he is a big fat boy."

"Really? Is it with that... that's called Meng...Meng Meng, by the way, Miss Meng Yutong's child?"

Mrs. Liu looked at her nervously.

Liu Zhen shook her head: "It's not Miss Yutong, she was born with another girl surnamed Leng, named Leng Qingyan."

"Born with another girl?" Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment, then waved her hand, "It doesn't matter which girl she was born with, as long as it's Yang'er's child."

With a smile on her face, she caressed the cold tombstone and said excitedly: "Qing'er, did you hear that? You have a grandson, a big fat boy named Mu Chen, named after Yang'er's adoptive father You, in the future, you will not only bless your son, but also your grandson, by the way, and that daughter-in-law..."

Mrs. Liu was talking, a series of tears flowed silently from her cheeks along the shallow wrinkles, she suddenly hugged the tombstone tightly, said nothing, her shoulders trembled slightly .

After a long while, Mrs. Liu let go of the tombstone, quietly wiped away her tears, looked at Qin Yang, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Look at me, this old woman, originally for you mother and son to chat, In the end, I started talking on my own. Well, you guys talk first, Zhener, let's go out."

"Ah."

Liu Zhen nodded her head, got up and supported Mrs. Liu, and walked outside.

"Yang'er..."

Mrs. Liu suddenly stopped, looked at Qin Yang, and said softly: "I, the old woman, was confused about what happened before. It was my fault. Don't take it to heart."

There was a trace of pleading and strong self-blame in her eyes, she was deeply afraid that this grandson would blame her and the whole Liu family.

"It's okay, grandma, blame me for being impulsive before."

Qin Yang said softly.

Hearing Qin Yang call her grandma, the smile on Mrs. Liu's face became more intense, and the tears in her eyes flashed again.

"Hey, okay, let's talk first."

Mrs. Liu dragged Liu Zhen and walked towards the door quickly. After walking out of the door, she took out a silk scarf to wipe off the tears on her face, but the tears couldn't be stopped...

The hall of the mausoleum fell silent.

Looking at the somewhat lonely tombstone, Qin Yang suddenly laughed out of nowhere, a smile full of bitterness.

He walked to the tombstone and sat down, sighed deeply, picked up a branch, and drew randomly on the ground, muttering: "What are you talking about, it seems that there is nothing to talk about. , and your first meeting, although this meeting is a bit shocking."

Qin Yang lowered his head and smiled wryly for a long time: "Well, in fact, I have seen your portrait before, but unfortunately I didn't recognize you as my mother. To be honest, you are too young and beautiful to dare Admit it."

Qin Yang was joking.

Although the joke is a bit cold.

Once again the hall fell silent.

Qin Yang stretched out his hand to caress the tombstone, his eyes wandered, the blood on his hand was stained on the stone tablet, which was a bit glaring.

After a long time, he said lightly: "Give me the answer, what should I do next. Should I live a peaceful life, or...kill him!"

(End of this chapter)

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