Chapter 218

"Your mother is the killer of the largest killer organization in the kingdom of Li. She fled secretly because she fell in love with your father. I was sent to clean up the door. But believe it or not, I didn't kill your mother. Your mother committed suicide to protect your integrity." Lan Qing looked at Ye Jing indifferently and seemed indifferent to the pain of others.

"Why should I believe you?" Ye Jing approached Lanqing step by step, and Luoying hurriedly stopped among them to avoid greater conflict.

"Ye Jing, calm down, your mother. Maybe Lan Qing didn't kill you." Luo Ying stopped Ye Jing and wouldn't let Ye Jing go any further. I'm afraid Lan Qing would kill Ye Jing.

"The murderer who killed my mother still had a bloody sword in his hand. If it wasn't Lan Qing, who would it be!" Ye Jing roared and pushed away Luo Ying.

Lan Qing looks at Luo Ying being pushed away by Ye Jing and comes forward to help her.

They spun around and stood near the door.

"Go and check your mother's face. Your mother doesn't look like she is now. Your mother has been living with you wearing a human skin mask. You can tear off her dummy skin and see her original appearance." Lan Qing pointed to the dead Ye Shaoyi and asked Ye Jing to check Ye Shaoyi's appearance.

At first, Ye Jing didn't believe Lan Qing's words, but he still decided to explore the reality. He went to Ye Shaoyi, squatted down and stroked Ye Shaoyi's face with trembling hands. His fingers moved along Ye Shaoyi's face to the root behind his ears, where there were obviously some ups and downs.

A dummy skin was tightly attached to Ye Shaoyi's face.

Ye Jing's heart suddenly trembled and bit by bit tore the human skin on Ye Shaoyi's face. A completely different face reflected into Ye Jing's pupils.

This is not ye Shaoyi that Ye Jing is familiar with, no!

Ye Jing shook his head in disbelief and sat down on the ground.

Lan Qing did not change her cold tone and said, "this is what your mother really looks like. She has been wearing a human skin mask for 20 years in order to avoid the pursuit of the organization."

"No, it's not true. It's not what you said. My mother is not a killer. My mother is a daughter. You lied to me. You must have lied to me. I don't believe it..." Ye Jing couldn't accept the fact and shrank back. He looked at this strange face and trembled.

How could mother be a killer? How could one lie after another be woven to avoid hunting? No, how could my mother lie to him? Sure, not so

"Lan Qing, what you said is true?" Luo Ying looked at Lan Qing, who flashed aside with her arms. "Sister Yi, like you, is a killer?"

"Whether you believe it or not, she really worked for the same person as me, and I didn't kill her." Lan Qing didn't ask anyone to believe him. He was a killer, ruthless and didn't need trust.

He used other people's bodies as stepping stones.

"No matter what you say, I don't believe it! My mother died because of you, and I'll kill you!" Ye Jing pulled out the hairpin from ye Shaoyi's hair and rushed towards Lan Qing.

Lan Qing hurried to push away Luo Ying, grabbed Ye Jing's wrist, struck him at the back of his neck and stunned him directly.

"Ye Jing!" Luo Ying looked at the fallen Ye Jing and held her worried. She looked up and looked at Lan Qing, "Lan Qing, what did you do to him?"

"I want him to calm down." Lan Qing put down his sword blade, helped Ye Jing over and let him lie down on Ye Shaoyi's bed and sleep for a while. He turned and said to Luoying, "Luoying, wipe the blood in the room and burn the body. You can't let others know the true identity of the leader of Linglong Pavilion."

"Burned? But ye Jing is Ye Shaoyi's son. Shouldn't Ye Jing agree to this first?" Luo Ying looked at Ye Jing lying in bed and negotiated with Lan Qing how to deal with Ye Shaoyi's body.

"Ye Jing won't agree. If he wakes up, things will make a big deal. Go and light a fire and I'll take Ye Jing back to his room." after that, Lan Qing resists Ye Jing from the bed.

Luoying didn't think of a better way than setting fire, so she had to agree with Lanqing's practice and set fire to Ye Shaoyi's room.

When the fire was almost burning, Luo Yingcai turned around and wanted to see Ye Jing.

This is, he he came out of the corridor. She looked at Luo Ying standing outside Ye Shaoyi's door. When she was about to call someone to put out the fire, Lan Qing appeared behind her and fainted.

"Luoying, I'm leaving, you go with me." Lan Qing walks in the direction of Luoying. He wants to take her with him, but Luoying can't leave now. Her sister Su Yu is still in the peach blossom palace. Ye Jing has just lost her relatives. She can't leave so selfish and ignore other people's life and death.

"Lanqing, I can't go with you. I want to marry Ye Jing. I want to guard the Linglong pavilion with him." Luoying gently pushed away Lanqing's hand, shook her head and refused Lanqing.

Lan Qing loosened Luo Ying's hand and felt a little lost in her eyes. They stood outside the fire. It seemed that this parting was forever.

"Lan Qing, will we meet again in the future?" Luo Ying looked at Lan Qing, who was about to turn and leave, and remembered their first kiss in the alley.

Lan Qing turned around and looked forward to Luoying. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and took her waist.

The warm and wet touch falls on the soft lip flap. Luo Ying did not respond, but stared at the beautiful shadow under Lan Qing's eyelids. He closed his eyes and didn't want to see Luo Ying's stunned expression.

He remembered what ye Shaoyi said to him before she died.

But he is a killer after all. How can a killer have feelings? He saw the end of Ye Shaoyi and the end of betraying that man. Whether you are yourself or your loved ones, you will die. Lanqing doesn't want Luoying to end up with the person Ye Shaoyi loves. If Luoying chooses to be with Ye Jing, she can grow old safely. Lanqing is willing to let go and never meet.

Just, on the occasion of parting, hug again.

Lanqing slowly left Luoying's soft lips, and her faint smile was like the wind in April, as if she had brought Luoying back to the day when she first met. The peach blossoms all over the sky rustle down, fall on their shoulders, and are blown away by the wind.

"Later, I'd better not see you again." Lan Qing rubbed Luo Ying's head. She didn't know whether she was talking to the ten-year-old girl or to Luo Ying eight years later. Lanqing's heart has long planted love roots for Luoying. That root sprouted in Lanqing's heart and finally became a towering tree.

Luo Ying stood where she was, in front of the burning house, watching Lan Qing's back fade away, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

She suddenly took a step, ran in the direction of Lan Qing, and hugged Lan Qing tightly.

"Lan Qing, I don't want you to leave." Luo Ying hugged Lan Qing tightly, and her tears fell uncontrollably.

Lan Qing smiled faintly, turned around and hugged Luo Ying in her arms. He put his chin on her head and sighed.

"Luoying, it's a pity that I'm a killer... But if I were not a killer, I probably wouldn't meet you..." Lan Qing smiled bitterly and stared down at Luoying's cheek. He gently raised his hand and wiped the tears from her face with his thumb. That's what Luoying has never seen. It's a happy and sad smile. Lan Qing leaned down, his lips came to Luo Ying's ears and whispered, "I like you."

The advertisement as light as the wind floated into Luoying's heart.

When he was stunned, everything in front of him fell into darkness.

Luoying had no time to look up and see Lanqing's face, so she was stunned. Strong arms held her, and she fell asleep.

In her dream, Luoying saw herself wearing a red wedding dress and being dragged across the threshold by the matchmaker. The bridegroom's official is Lan Qing. He is also wearing a big red wedding dress, holding a red Hydrangea in his hand and reaching out to her. The tender smile aroused ripples in Luoying's heart. Luo Ying smiled and reached out to touch Lan Qing. But the closer it was, the farther Lanqing was from her.

Finally, only Luoying was left in the house holding a red hydrangea.

"Lan Qing, Lan Qing..." Luo Ying whispered Lan Qing's name and woke up from her sleep.

He he stood by Luoying and shouted her name all the time.

"Luoying, you finally wake up." he he looked at the awakened Luoying and breathed a sigh of relief.

When hehe woke up, Luoying was lying not far from him, unconscious. Ye Shaoyi's room has been burned into black charcoal. The firefighter stands at the door with a bucket and panting.

The fire went out, but ye Shaoyi's body had been burned to ashes.

"He he?" Luo Ying looked at he he, and he he sobbed sadly. "Sister Yi, it's burned to ashes, sister Yi, sobbing..."

"Sister Yi." Luo Ying said Ye Shaoyi's name.

Only Luo Ying knew that ye Shaoyi was dead when the firefighters arrived.

Although sister Yi is very serious, she is a good person. It's a pity that she left, leaving Ye Jing to bear the pain alone.

Ye Jing! Luoying suddenly remembered Ye Jing and hurried to Ye Jing's direction.

Waking up, Ye Jing sat on his bed, staring at the direction of the foot of the bed. He held his knees and coughed from time to time.

Luoying, who opened the door, slowed down. She knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment, so she didn't dare to get close.

"Haven't you left? Don't you want to leave with Lan Qing? If you all leave, I won't think of my mother's death." Ye Jing seems to have changed a person. He slowly moves his eyes and looks at Luo Ying, "Don't you always think about Lan Qing? My mother is gone and no one forces you to marry me. You can leave with the person you like and go where you want to go. Don't sympathize with me. I don't need it."

"Ye Jing, I don't pity you..."

"Because the person you like killed my mother, you feel guilty, so you stay to make atonement." the tone of Ye Jing and Luo Ying changed, not only because ye Shaoyi's death stimulated him too much, but also because the person in Luo Ying's heart was Lan Qing, not him.

Now Ye Jing, full of thoughts, is how to avenge Ye Shaoyi, "Lan Qing? Where's the murderer who killed my mother?"

"Lanqing is gone." Luoying carefully approaches Ye Jing. She sits beside Ye Jing's bed and wants to touch his hair, but ye Jing shakes her hand away.

Ye Jing glanced at her coldly: "then why don't you go? Stay to see the leader dance of Linglong Pavilion. Can't you step on the stage anymore? See the jokes of Linglong pavilion?" Ye Jing glared at Luo Ying and scattered all her anger on Luo Ying. Finally, she couldn't control her emotions. She buried her head between her knees, sobbed and whispered, "where have you been?"