Feng Xing Ying and as like as two peas in the heart of the leaf, they are almost alike. Their temperament is very similar. Even the frown looks very like.

But they are not the same person. The people who left the portrait of Ye Lingxin are very exquisite. They make ye Lingxin vivid, which makes Qin Molin more able to distinguish her from Feng Xingying.

Qin Molin also took out a portrait, which he drew for Feng Xingying by himself with his memory.

Seeing the picture, ye Jingning was absent-minded for a long time. He could not help muttering to himself, "they are different after all."

"What are your plans? You should know the temple is looking for you. And small shadow big, should integrate into this world, if you really for her good, should not be so selfish Qin Molin doesn't intend to worry about Xiaoying's identity. Ye Jingning doesn't admit it, and he has no evidence.

Yes, speaking of selfishness, Qin Molin admits that he is also selfish.

If he found Feng Xingying first, he would circle her around him, even better than ye Jingning.

But he is different. He is the man of Feng Xingying, and ye Jingning is just her apprentice.

"She looks like Feng Xingying. You can ask Saint Yenna to accept her as her adopted daughter. It's also good to comfort the saint's pain of losing her daughter. I heard that your saint's heart disease has been committed again.

Or are you afraid? "

"If I'm afraid, I won't take her to see you." Ye Jingning laughed: "I like her, but I will give her freedom and let her choose for herself. She is not Feng Xingying. When she grows up, if she still insists on marrying me, no matter how powerful her opponent is, I will marry her. There is no taboo between teachers and apprentices in our shenhuang kingdom. "

"I won't give up." Qin Molin's eyes flashed a cold color, he still misjudged Ye Jingning.

It turns out that ye Jingning is really in the idea of fengxingying, so Qin Molin can be more sure that Xiaoying is fengxingying.

Because ye Jingning saw Feng Xingying in those years, it was this look that did not change.

But at that time, he had no chance, so he was always depressed. Now, he has a chance.

Qin Mo Lin didn't say anything. He just said, "I'm going to see the saint tomorrow. You'll take Xiao Ying with me."

This is the tone of command, not consultation.

"Good."

Qin Molin didn't sleep all night, so he stayed quietly outside Xiaoying's cabin. He didn't dare to go in for fear of scaring her. He didn't want to leave, and finally found her. He wanted to keep the closest distance with her.

Of course, he wanted to hold her, but he couldn't. It would frighten her, make her hate him and stay away from him.

Qin Molin sat outside, quietly took out his Guqin and began to play.

The sound of the zither, like crying and crying, accompanied by the little shadow into a dream. The corners of her lips curved with a beautiful radian. I don't know what she remembered.

Ye Jingning lives in the house next to Feng Xingying. He looks at Qin Molin through the window and listens to his piano. He is also very tangled.

He wants to become a master, but this time he may never have a chance to let go. Fortunately, Xiaoying is still small. He still has a thousand years to struggle with.

Ye Jingning still respects Feng Xingying. She is Xiaoying and Feng Xingying. Since Xiaoying was five years old, he forced her to sleep in separate rooms. He told her that a woman can only sleep in one room with her husband.

At that time, Xiaoying said that she married him and made him happy for a long time.

It's a pity that it's just childish jokes.

Qin Molin didn't feel that it was Xiaoying who found him. Xiaoying was very interested in him and liked him.

Can this kind of love engraved into the soul really be replaced?

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