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Having said that, Ling Duannian narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and seemed to have turned back into the cunning fox-like boy he used to be.

"I guess, with your father's extremely untrustworthy personality, when he realized that all this was related to Lord Murong of the Western Region Saint Church, his first reaction was probably that Lord Murong wanted to train a successor or a 'tool man' that he was satisfied with. He wanted to create the 'perfect perfection' that he wanted."

"Tsk, to be honest, let alone someone like your father, I would have thought the same thing at the time. Because Lord Murong is indeed someone who could do such a thing."

"So, Xiao Jiu'er, your father asked someone to investigate. However, the results he found were different from what he imagined."

"Then, he and Lord Murong, who had fought many rounds of battles, unexpectedly came to an understanding because of you."

"I don't think I need to say anything more next."

Jiuer just felt so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.

She had always felt, as her uncle had said, that her master just wanted the most perfect successor.

Or maybe the master was just having fun and wanted to test the limits of how far he could train her.

She even felt that her father had never cared much about her.

Or maybe I care a little, but just a little.

That’s all because of my mother.

Because, because, what they showed and what she felt was really like that...

Ling Duannian seemed to know what Jiuer was thinking, "Little Jiuer, you don't have to feel that you have wronged them. Based on my understanding of them, their original intentions are probably similar to what you think."

Jiuer raised her eyes in shock and pain, and there were already two big tears in her eyes.

Ling Duannian rubbed her head and said, "However, a child like you should also understand that even if their original intention is not what you think, they still treat you differently after all."

Jiuer blinked and tried to smile, "Uncle, I know. I know. I just, I just..."

She covered her chest, "It's so painful here. Uncle, tell me, why can't I do it while it's still possible, when everything is still possible..."

She shook her head again. "I can't do this. Yes, I can't do this."

"You really can't do this. No matter that Duan Rong seems to be still alive, no matter how much you miss Lord Murong and your father in your heart."

"Yes, I know. I will be fine! Uncle, no one will be better than me!"

This time, Ling Duannian didn't say anything about the difference between men and women to tease her. He leaned over and gently wiped away the tears on her face that she didn't even notice.

"Xiao Jiu'er, I think there is one more thing you should understand. Lord Murong or your father definitely left you more than one way out. Given their personalities, they will never place an important matter on just one bet."

"Think carefully, since you first became ill, what abnormalities have you experienced until now?"

Something flashed through Jiuer's mind, and with a bang, she fell down in so much pain that she almost couldn't sit still.

Ling Duannian supported her and asked, "Have you thought of it?"

Jiu'er's heart was throbbing with difficulty, and her voice was almost inaudible, "Uncle, is it what I thought?"

"What do you think?"

From the time she fell ill until now, especially the time she woke up in the fishing village, she should never have woken up again!

"I thought I would never wake up again. With my understanding of medical skills and my own body, I really would never wake up again, but I woke up..."

Ling Duannian frowned slightly, "I think that even if you can't find the 'medicine' that Lord Murong left for you, your life should be safe. However, you can't avoid the pain of continuous illness that is worse than death."

"And they, whether it's Lord Murong or your father, don't want you to suffer this kind of pain. And one more thing..."

Ling Duannian looked at Jiuer with tears in her eyes, "Your 'medicine' may not only be Su Jingxing, but also Duan Rong."

"As I said, Lord Murong must plan everything carefully and make sure everything works. Your father's subsequent actions have made me more certain of this speculation."

"When Lord Murong was in Cangyu, he had contact with Su Jingxing and Duan Rong. Similarly, after your father came, he also had contact with both of them."

"They know you well enough, so Lord Murong only left you one clue, and that is Su Jingxing."

"Your father didn't expose you because he knew your character well enough. And because the clue that Lord Murong left you was about Su Jingxing, your father focused more on teaching Duan Rong. Because..."

Ling Duannian looked at her deeply, "You will subconsciously pursue someone who looks like both Lord Murong and your father."

"This way, you will be connected to either of them sooner or later. After all, you are all in the same circle."

"They all have the same goal. They hope that you can not only be free from pain in the second half of your life, but also live a real life, like an ordinary little girl who can be truly happy and truly sad."

These two really haven't changed their nature. They will still do anything to achieve their goals.

What they did was not actually because they chose either Su Jingxing or Duan Rong for Jiuer.

They were not sure which one Jiuer would choose.

However, if two people with completely different personalities but who will definitely treat Jiuer well are associated with Jiuer, it doesn't matter which one Jiuer chooses.

They just wanted to give Jiuer an extra insurance.

They are not really good people in the conventional sense, and Jiuer, who has inherited the true teachings of these two people, is even worse than them.

Jiuer is like them in some aspects to the core.

For example, after she got the treasure map, a complete arrangement and overall plan flashed through her mind, and she hypnotized herself without hesitation to restrain that series of actions.

They are all people who think that everything can be calculated and have no psychological burden.

Thinking of this, Ling Duannian laughed at himself again.

When you talk about others, you are no exception.

However, in this world, no matter how capable a person is in strategizing, he cannot fully predict people's hearts, let alone the will of heaven.

Just like Duan Rong’s death, who could have predicted such an unstoppable and sudden disaster?

"Uncle..." Jiuer's murmured voice brought Ling Duannian back to reality.

Ling Duannian looked at her.

"Uncle, tell me, why am I so stupid? Why am I so stupid..."

Ling Duannian had heard a saying that there was only a fine line between genius and idiot.

In terms of intelligence, brains, and precocity, no one in Jiuer's class could match her. She was truly an extremely smart child.

Even her brother Changsun Qing was one or two points behind her.

However, when it comes to lack of character, Jiuer is also the most serious one.

In some aspects, she is even inferior to ordinary people.

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