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Chapter 396 They Will Be Proud Of Me
After seeing off Xu Jinruo, Changying went to Ling's house.Under the door, he met He Lu who happened to be dispatched to Shen's house, and the two of them went back to the back house together.

Madam Ling was very happy to see Chang Ying, but she still couldn't help showing a look of worry.

She took her hand and said: "This problem can't be cured at its root, but how can it be good? Did Mr. Liang say how to cure it?"

Changying smiled and said, "I think Liang Feng tried her best."

After she finished speaking, she paused, and then said, "Auntie, I want to go to my uncle's study."

Madam Ling was surprised: "Well done, what are you doing there?"

Regarding Ling Yan's matter, Mrs. Ling believes that it is more difficult for Chang Ying to overcome this hurdle than them, because guilt is something that no one else can help, and can only be relieved by herself, just as she has always felt guilty for being cruel to her back then. .

And I and Ling Yuan's brothers have no guilt towards Ling Yan, so their emotions are more pure, and it is easier to get away than her.

"I miss my uncle, I want to visit." Changying said.

Perhaps because of her serious expression, Madam Ling sighed and stood up anyway.

Ling Yan's study became an independent courtyard, and now that Ling Yuan is the head of the family, it should have been freed up for his use, but no one wanted to destroy its original appearance, so the courtyard was locked up, except for regular cleaning, only Ling Yuan could use it. Madam and Ling Yuan occasionally went in to have a look.

He Lu called someone to open the door, and Chang Ying saw two lush camphor trees. Compared with those years ago, the trees naturally grew taller, and the eaves, doors and windows also looked a bit vicissitudes.

A few clumps of grass emerged from the crevices of the stones outside the fence. Madam Ling bent down and pulled them out subconsciously, and said to He Lu, "I'll call someone in to clean it up tomorrow. The spring grass will grow violently when it meets the sun. After a summer It's going to be a disaster."

He Lu said yes, and gave the order immediately.

Changying leaned on the pillars of the porch and moved forward, as if the voices of his childhood echoed in his ears.

She has been close to her parents since she was a child, perhaps because she received too much protection in her childhood. When her aunt brought her from the northwest to the capital and cared for her with all her heart, she integrated into the Ling family very quickly.

She quickly transferred her attachment to her parents to her aunt and uncle. Although the ten years in the Ling family could not replace her time with her parents, it had already surpassed her attachment to Northwest.

She has been to this yard with her aunt many times, and the deepest memory is of course the critical period.

"Wife and girl, wait a minute. The room has not been opened for a long time, and the servants come in to light some incense."

He Lu took the incense from the maid, opened the door first and entered the study.

Then the window was pushed open, and the sun projected the leaves on the wall, and also through the window on the bookshelves in the house, on the antique shelves, and on the ground.

This vivid and real scene made Chang Ying feel in a trance that as soon as she called "Uncle", Ling Yan would poke his head out of the window and say softly, "The little girl is here to sue your cousin again?" of.

Changying stepped through the door, and the scent of Chen Shuixiang wafted faintly.

She looked around the room, and her eyes fell on a pair of armor hanging on the west wall.

The armor was covered with a cloth, Madam Ling uncovered it, and said quietly: "It's time to wipe it." She caressed it, her eyes were affectionate and sentimental.

Helu then sent someone to fetch water and get a handkerchief.

Changying said: "I'll wipe it later, I'm a little hungry, can mother He help me get something to eat? I miss your sauced chicken feet and pufferfish."

He Lu glanced at Mrs. Ling, then smiled and went on.

Only their aunt and nephew were left in the room, and Mrs. Ling looked at Changying with some inquiring eyes.

She sent He Lu out, obviously trying to send her away.

Changying didn't speak, walked to the bookshelf, skillfully opened the door of the darkroom, and walked in.

There are several night pearls placed in the dark room.

Madam Ling followed and saw her stop in the middle of the small space, facing left.

On the left is only a table, on which is a large incense burner with cloud ears.

The base of the incense burner is embedded in the table, and there are still old incense ash inside.Chang Ying stared at it silently for a while, then stretched out both hands to hold the incense burner, and gently turned it to separate it from the base.

She stretched her hand in from the bottom, and then a small roll of sheepskin tied with a silk rope was brought out with a few dust stains through her hand.

Madam Ling was full of surprise: "What is this?"

Changying looked at it, and said in a slow voice, "When I came back from a coma at the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of War, my uncle told me about it before my hospital bed."

She opened the rope, looked at it twice, and handed it over: "Auntie, uncle, he never wanted to drive me to a dead end. Maybe he had his idea when he asked me to cooperate with him in the scene before the battle, but he I didn't intend to let me be charged with this white-eyed wolf forever.

"He still hid something here, and he still plans to use it to prove his innocence to myself one day.

"Unfortunately, I didn't think of this until last night."

It's true that people are not as good as heaven, Ling Yan didn't expect that he would really die because of this, and she would forget many things intensified in the ensuing grief.

In the previous life, everyone fell into such a fate, speaking of it, it has something to do with her negativity, right?

If she had been braver and cheered up a little, maybe everyone would not have died, at least she could have waited for the truth to come out.

Madam Ling sat down on the small round stool, staring blankly at the writing on the paper.

The parchment scroll was densely packed with words, all of which were written by Ling Yan himself.

"He's so cruel..." she murmured.

Changying knelt down in front of her knees: "Auntie, Uncle also has his own problems, everyone in their position has their own problems, please forgive him.

"If you want to blame, blame me. If I hadn't gone to Tongzhou with Qin Xiyun and the others..."

If she hadn't gone to Tongzhou, she wouldn't have clashed with Qin Xiyun and returned to Beijing at night.If she hadn't returned to Beijing, she wouldn't have encountered that accident.

Afterwards, after knowing Huo Rong's identity and Ling Yan decided to protect him, if she could dissuade him, or if she didn't go to Qian's house for Huo Rong, maybe everything would be different, right?

It's just that, Huo Rong must die.

"I mean he treated you—" Madam Ling looked at her, and said with red eyes, "He clearly said that he treated you as his daughter, but he pushed you on this road."

Changying said warmly: "It's good that I am like this. You see, the Ling family has another female general. My father, mother and uncle are in the sky, so they will all be proud of me, right?"

When everything came back, her heart, which had been struggling for so long, suddenly calmed down.

She no longer felt pain and injustice, and the strength that was holding her back at the beginning also relaxed.

"Yes." Madam Ling lowered her head and wiped her tears, "You have been smart and cute since you were a child, and my aunt knew that no matter what you do, you will be successful."

Changying smiled and leaned on her lap, took her palm as he did when he was a child, and pressed it to his cheek.

(End of this chapter)