The reborn prostitute will turn the sky

Chapter 174 Painful Memories
The wind in the winter night was very cold, making people tremble, but Xuan Ling didn't feel it at all. He tightly hugged the urn in his arms, and looked at Wang Chenyang with determination.

Wang Chenyang sighed suddenly, she would not persuade Xuan Ling to leave, this was his choice, and interference was useless.

Her eyes moved to the urn that Xuan Ling had been holding, and Xuan Ling followed her gaze, looked at the urn in his arms, and said with a wry smile: "This is the ashes of my mother-in-law. She cannot be buried in glory."

Wang Chenyang sighed again. After she cast her eyes down, she said, "Wait for me."

When he came back again, Wang Chenyang held a stack of things in his hand and handed it to Xuan Ling. Xuan Ling took it and saw that it was ingot candles and paper money. He asked suspiciously, "This is it?"

"Today is the first seven days. Let's burn something for your mother-in-law. Life will be easier when you get to the underworld." Wang Chenyang looked at Xuan Ling with a bit of distress in his eyes. She knew what happened the night seven days ago. It's a pity that I couldn't stop it, let the tragedy happen, and Xuan Ling also lost his closest relative.

Although the mother-in-law is not close to Xuan Ling, she is closer than anyone else in her bones. Wang Chenyang can empathize with the pain of losing a loved one. Wang Chenyang was also so helpless and heartbroken when the nanny died.

Xuanling glanced at Wang Chenyang gratefully, and said, "Princess, thank you."

Finding a place facing the light, Xuan Ling put down the urn, dug a hole with his bare hands, then put her mother-in-law's ashes in, and then buried it with soil.

Wang Chenyang looked at his actions in surprise, and asked, "What are you doing?"

After Xuan Ling buried the urn, he said: "My mother-in-law has been trapped in the palace all her life for me. I can't do anything for her. I just ask her not to stay in that dirty place in the palace after she dies. Sleeping in another piece of paradise, the environment here is very good, let my mother-in-law sleep here, no one will disturb her, it's great."

As Xuan Ling spoke, his voice was a little choked up, but he didn't cry, but held back his tears, lit a candle, and burned the ingot paper money for his mother-in-law.

"Grandmother, you can leave at ease, I will take good care of myself, don't come back to see me in the future, I am fine alone, you remember to have a good pregnancy in your next life, and don't have anything to do with the palace," Xuan Ling said Burn while talking.

As the flames rose, Xuan Ling's face became more and more cold and hard. Time was like a chisel, and then it disintegrated Xuan Ling's fragility at a fast speed, and gave him the strongest disguise.

This kind of Xuan Ling made Wang Chenyang feel a little sad. Although everyone has their own life, Xuan Ling, like her, chose the most difficult path.

The ingots and paper money were all burnt, but Xuan Ling still didn't stand up, he kept kneeling with his head slightly lowered, as if he had fallen asleep.

After being quiet for a long time, Xuan Ling broke the silence and said, "Princess, do you know my identity?"

Wang Chenyang did not deny it, but said yes.

After hearing this, Xuan Ling chuckled, and said, "So what if you know, I'm just a waste, and I'll never see the light of day. If the emperor hadn't spared my life, maybe I would have died more than ten years ago."

Wang Chenyang didn't speak, but stood aside and listened quietly. Seeing that she was silent, Xuan Ling said again: "If it wasn't for the dog emperor, I wouldn't be where I am today. If it wasn't for him usurping the throne, I might be What is the difference between the emperor's son, who grew up as a prince, not what he is like today, and a dog that can't see people?"

Xuan Ling's tone was full of resentment, he gritted his teeth slightly, frowned deeply, and said, "I hate him, I wish I could tear him apart and eat his flesh and blood. This beast shouldn't live in this world."

"I understand your suffering," Wang Chenyang said sadly.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Ling refuted her, saying: "No, you don't understand, I suffered more than you imagined, when I was nine years old."

After finishing speaking, Xuan Ling covered his face and began to cry, like a child who has been hurt so much, the backlog has reached a certain level, and the grievance burst out all of a sudden.

In the winter when he was nine years old, Xuan Ling remembered that it was really cold. His mother-in-law told him not to run around, but he didn't listen to him because he was very playful. He sneaked out when his mother-in-law was not paying attention. The decision he regrets the most in his life, because he meets the man who has been his nightmare all his life, the emperor.

The weather was very cold that day, and there was a lot of snow. Xuan Ling held the windmill and ran in the snow. Seeing the wind blowing the windmill and whining, Xuan Ling giggled happily.

Running happily, he accidentally bumped into someone, and when Xuan Ling was about to say sorry, his jaw was suddenly pinched, and he was forced to look at the man he bumped into.

The man who grabbed his chin was not angry because of his recklessness, but his eyes were a little more surprised. After carefully looking at Xuan Ling's face, the man asked: "You are Wan Ru's child, right, after so many years I didn't see them grow so big."

Xuan Ling only heard the name Wanru once from her mother-in-law, because that was his mother. The mother-in-law said that her mother had passed away long ago, but Xuan Ling didn't feel sad.

Hearing the stranger calling his mother's name, Xuan Ling's nervous mood relaxed. He knew his mother, so he would not hurt himself.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ling smiled, nodded, and said, "Yes, I am Wan Ru's child."

The man was very happy when he heard this. He grabbed Xuan Ling's face, looked left and right, and sighed sincerely: "Like, really like, you and her really look alike, as if they were carved out of the same mold." , even the appearance of holding a windmill is exactly the same as her."

Xuan Ling looked at the man in front of him in confusion, not understanding why he said such a thing, he wanted to leave, but the man refused, he took Xuan Ling away regardless of Xuan Ling's struggle.

The memory of that day is very painful, a nightmare that I will never forget in my life, the pain of that day has been hidden in Xuan Ling's memory, lingering.

When the mother-in-law brought him back, she cried very sadly. She said: "I'm sorry, miss, I didn't take good care of the little master. After I die, how do I explain to miss?"

Seeing her mother-in-law's tears, Xuan Ling regretted it very much, why did she have to be willful, why did she run out?
Xuan Ling cried very sadly. He shrunk his shoulders and covered his face, not wanting to see anyone.

Wang Chenyang walked up and patted Xuan Ling's shoulder with his hands, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

(End of this chapter)