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Hai Xiao Min was busy packing up her luggage while she drank and chatted and laughed.

After a few months of not seeing her, Dali's English had improved a lot. When Hai Xiaomin mentioned this, Dali shyly stroked her curly brown hair and said, "Thanks to Haier helping me, I came to the Mi Kingdom on my first trip. Language is indeed a big obstacle, but fortunately everyone here treats me very well, so I feel at home here."

Hale was Ninth Uncle's grandson.

It was indeed not easy for a woman who had traveled to a foreign land alone to find her home. Hai Xiaomi thought that since she had come to the Mi Kingdom, she at least had Ling Yao by her side.

She folded her clothes and was about to put her suitcase under the bed when she noticed something under the bed.

He took it out and saw that it was an album with a leather cover.

Hai Xiao Min let out a breath and immediately let out a thick cloud of dust, choking her until she shook her hand. This album had obviously been sealed under the bed for many years.

Weird, why is there an album under the bed?

Opening the album with a curious heart, the first thing he saw was a picture of a young couple.

In the photo, the husband was a handsome man with short brown hair, a deep facial features, and an exquisite white suit. The wife was a beautiful Oriental woman with beautiful black hair and eyes as bright as obsidian.

The husband embraced his wife behind him. The sweetness in their eyes could be easily seen even through the photo album.

"This is …" "I know who they are! They are the young master's parents, their wedding photos are in the corridor outside! "

Hai Xiao Min was stunned. Ling Yao's biological parents?

Although she had thought of this possibility just now, she was still a bit surprised after having personally confirmed this conjecture. She had to admit, the genes of the Na Zhi Family were abnormally powerful!

The family was all high-looking, and the mother's genes were clearly more impressive. This could be seen from the fact that Ling Huang was closer to the east than them.

But such an album, logically speaking, should be very precious, why would it be casually tossed under the bed?

Hai Xiao Min was suspicious and continued to read.

Flipping another page, it should be a photo of Ling Yao's parents with babies in their arms, sitting in the garden for a picnic. It wasn't hard to tell that the background was the outside of this small castle.

It was a very harmonious and warm scene. However, what attracted Hai Xiaomin's attention was that in the photo, there were two babies about the same size, and each of Ling Yao's parents held one of them in their arms.

He had once mentioned this brother a little. Regarding this brother, Ling Yao had even mentioned less about him than his parents and grandfather. Looking at the picture now, the baby in the picture seemed to be a pair of twins.

"Dali, do you know the Young Master's other brother?" Hai Xiao Min raised her head and asked. Although Dali hadn't been in the Mi Kingdom for long, but she had been in this small castle for a while, so she should know some inside information.

Dali stared at the photo and frowned. "Weird …"

"What's wrong?"

"There's only one young master!" Dali was confused.

Only one young master?

Hai Xiao Min was baffled: "How could that be? He should have another brother who grew up here. Didn't Ninth Uncle mention it to you before? "

Da Li scratched her head, thinking back carefully, then shook her head: "No, Ninth Uncle never mentioned to me that there's another young master."

"How is this possible?"

After thinking for a moment, Dali said with certainty, "Young Mistress, if you don't believe me, you can look at the pictures in the corridor. In all the photos, there are only the young master's family, not a second young master."

"…" Hai Xiao Min was shocked. This result was out of her expectations, but the photo was conclusive. The only possibility was that something happened to the other boy, so the traces on the surface were erased.

Since Dali did not know either, she could only wait for Ling Yao to come back before she asked.

"Young Madam, your luggage has been packed. I'll take you to the castle to take a look." Darlie said.

"Alright." Hai Xiao Min raised a bright smile and closed the photo album. He would wait for the rest to come back and see.

Walking around the castle with Da Li, Hai Xiaomin saw the pictures on the wall. Some of them were photos, some were oil paintings, some were self-portraits of the castle's owner, and some were famous paintings by masters. But among the self-portraits, she really couldn't find any traces of a young boy!

When he returned to the bedroom, Ling Yao had already returned. He was sitting on the side of the bed, staring blankly into the distance.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, Hai Xiaomin was aware that the air was cold and the atmosphere was not right. Ling Yao's current position was at a point where the sunlight couldn't reach him, and there seemed to be a thick layer of haze surrounding his body, causing people to feel suffocated.

What was going on?

He had gone out for a trip, why did his mood change so much?

Was it related to the topic Ninth Uncle was talking about?

Hai Xiao Min walked over quietly, and only when she was near did she speak gently: "Ling Yao ~"

His melodious voice was like a March breeze blowing through the leaves of a bamboo forest. Ling Yao had always liked to hear Hai Xiaoming call his name in this tone. As long as he heard it, he would subconsciously be in a good mood.

But this time it didn't work.

He didn't look up, but his low voice was filled with a bone-chilling coldness. "Who gave you this album?"

"Hmm?" Hai Xiao Min looked down and discovered that he was staring at the old album that she had left by the bed.

"You saw it?" Ling Yao raised his head. His handsome face had thin lips and eyes as sharp as knives. It was as if he could kill a person with just a glance.

When meeting his eyes, Hai Xiao Min's heart skipped a beat, and the voice in her throat became choked. Such a terrifying gaze, it was as if she had met her mortal enemy. This was the first time she had seen such a gaze on him!

Why? Just because of this album?

"It wasn't from anyone. I accidentally found it under the bed." Unsure about his unusual origin, Hai Xiaomin bit her lips stubbornly, stood on the spot with one arm crossed, and answered without batting an eyelid.

Hearing this answer, Ling Yao's taut facial muscles began to relax. Was it because his nerves were too sensitive?

Hai Xiaomin didn't miss this detail. So the problem was that this album was given by someone else and found it by herself. Was there really such a big difference?

A pair of slender arms hugged him right at this moment. Hai Xiao Min was half-kneeling on the bed as she gently hugged Ling Yao: "Ling Yao, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Yao did not make a sound, extending his arm and locking Hai Xiao Min's soft waist, bringing her along with him as he laid on the bed, greedily feeling the warmth from her body.