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Chapter 326: Mark

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    Qin Lang sighed helplessly.

    "Holy girl, although I can understand how you miss your parents and children, you don't recognize your biological parents casually."

    "I have lived in Liujia Village since I was a child. I am the biological child of my parents. Everyone in Liujia Village can prove this."

    "What's more, if I was really adopted by my parents, why hasn't any news spread?"

    "Even if my parents are cautious, you can't hide this kind of thing just because you want to. It can't be passed by just being friends and neighbors."

    "But I've never heard of it before, even though I've grown up like this. I'm not my parents' biological son."

    "Impossible! You are my son, you can do nothing wrong!" The saint shook her head, and tears flowed down involuntarily.

    "Are you not willing to recognize your mother?"

    "Mother has never abandoned you!"

    "It was just that there was a war and my mother was held hostage again. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to take care of you, so I sent you back to your father."

    "My mother has also arranged for someone to take care of you secretly. Ever since I found out that you were missing, my mother has been living with guilt these years."

    "Mom always thinks that if I hadn't returned you to your father, you wouldn't have been lost, and you and I wouldn't have been separated for more than ten years!"

    "My child, don't blame mother, okay? Mother didn't abandon you on purpose."

    "These past few years, my mother has been living with guilt and regret every day. She can't sleep well every night, always thinking about what kind of suffering you have suffered and what kind of sin you have suffered."

    "In addition, there were ongoing wars in the Tang Dynasty at that time. My mother was afraid that you, a weakling like you, would lose her life in the war. The heart-piercing pain gnawed at my mother's heart day and night."

    "Whenever I think of this, my mother is always so heartbroken that she wishes she could take her own life!"

    "But I dare not give up hope. You are my only hope in this world"

    "So even if I find a needle in a haystack, even if there is little hope, my mother is not willing to give up looking for you."

    The saint clutched her heart and looked at Qin Lang with pain in her eyes. Her voice was like a cuckoo crying for blood, which made people feel sad after hearing it.

    Over the years, she has lived like a zombie, supported only by the slim hope that her child is still alive.

    God had mercy on her, she finally waited, but her son was unwilling to recognize her, which made her feel as if her heart had been torn out by life.

    Huo Xunyilan frowned at the side.

    " If the saint is really looking for her son, just by asking her to check the mark, she can prove that Qin Lang is really the saint's child.

    But Qin Lang¡¯s words are not unreasonable.

    If he was really adopted by his parents, there is no reason why there wouldn't be any leaks.

    The gossip abilities of those three aunts and six grandmothers should not be underestimated!

    But what¡¯s going on with that jade ring?

    Didn¡¯t this kid say that the jade ring was the only relic left by his biological parents?

    How could the virgin know that finger?

    "Qin Hou, I think you may really be the son of the saint." Huo Xunyilan took two steps forward, stared into Qin Lang's eyes and said: "When I confirmed this, one was because of the mark on your body.  , and the other is the wrench you carry with you."

    "You said that the ring is the only relic left to you by your parents, but if that's true, how did the Saint know about the existence of the ring? And she arranged for me to search for it five years ago?"

    "There are also marks on your body. If it hadn't been applied with the medicine given to me by the saint, it would not have appeared at all."

    "All this shows that you are not your parents' biological child."

    Although she still felt that Qin Lang's eyes were very similar to those of the saint, she did not use this as evidence.

    After all, things are the same and people are similar.

    Over the years, she has been traveling around the Tang Dynasty, looking for countless people who are similar to Qin Lang.

    After all, when the Saint asked her to look for someone, she said that the person she was looking for might look similar to her.

    "Because it has never been rumored that the saint was married and had a child, let alone her, even the palace master probably doesn't know about it.

    So she never thought that the person the saint asked her to find was actually her biological son.

    "Yes! Yes!" The saint grabbed Qin Lang's arm excitedly and said with tears in her eyes: "Can you let me see the mark on your body?"

    ?"That mark was left behind when I returned you to your father because I was afraid that the world would be too chaotic and something would go wrong, and that you would be lost and unable to find it."

    "If the mark exists, you must be my son!"

    Qin Lang looked at the two women, remembering Huo Xunyilan's fierce behavior when they were in the residence, and couldn't help but darken his face.

    But looking at the hopeful and cautious look of the saint with tears in her eyes, she felt a little unbearable, so she nodded.

    Look, look, look!  He also wanted to see what mark he had on his body, which could prove that he was really the son of the Saint of Zhaoyu Palace!

    Seeing him nod, the saint was happy, and her tears began to flow again. Qin Lang couldn't help but want to hold his forehead.

    Is it possible that this saint is made of water?  Why do you cry so much?

    When the saint reached out and pulled off his belt, he saw Huo Xunyilan staring at him with stern eyes and couldn't help but darken her face again.

    "Get out!" Qin Lang looked at Huo Xunyilan and said politely.

    "What are you doing?" Huo Xunyilan looked unhappy, and said with a slightly gloomy face: "It's not like I haven't seen it before!"

    "What? Are you shy?"

    Qin Lang¡¯s mouth twitched slightly.

    "Are you still not a woman? Why didn't you take advantage of me enough? You saw me naked once, don't you want to see me a second time?"

    When Huo Xunyilan heard this, he immediately remembered that time in the residence, when she took off this boy's clothes like a pervert, and couldn't help but blush.

    But she was really not willing to go out like this, so she stared at Qin Lang without saying a word.

    Qin Lang also stared at her, holding on to his clothes with both hands.

    As long as this woman doesn¡¯t go out, he won¡¯t take off her clothes no matter what!

    Who is this!

    She is bolder than the women in her previous life. Can she still get married in the future?

    If Chang Sun Chong and the young palace master knew about this, would they still hate themselves to death?

    The saint has no time to care about what the two of them are thinking. She just wants to confirm quickly that this child is her son!  It was her child who had been lost for more than ten years and was found again!

    "Lanlan, you go out first." The saint glanced at Huo Xunyilan and said calmly: "It's really inconvenient for you to live with a daughter."

    Qin Lang raised his eyebrows and bared his teeth at Huo Xun Yilan. Huo Xun Yilan glared at him fiercely, but did not dare to refute the saint's words. She snorted and turned around reluctantly.

    Seeing her figure disappear at the door, Qin Lang took off his coat with embarrassment.

    The saint took out a jade bottle from her waist with trembling hands, lifted up Qin Lang's clothes, poured the liquid in the jade bottle onto her fingers, applied it to the left side of Qin Lang's sacrum, and massaged until the liquid was absorbed by the skin.

    On that fair skin, a flame-shaped mark gradually appeared, bright red like blood, lifelike, as if jumping.

    With a "ding-dong" sound, the jade bottle in the saint's hand fell to the ground. She covered her mouth and squatted down, crying silently as she looked at the flame-shaped mark, but her eyes were full of joy.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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