"I will not let the Qi Kingdom perish."
Mo Shisheng lowered her eyes slightly, concealing the emotions within them, and then slowly looked at Qi Jingling, her captivating peach blossom eyes exceptionally clear, "Do you know what my mother looks like?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Jingling's face showed a look of astonishment, "You mean..."
"Um."
Qi Jingling didn't finish speaking, but Mo Shisheng knew what he wanted to ask, and nodded slightly, "I want to go find my mother."
"She is not an ordinary person."
After saying that, a bitter smile appeared on Qi Jingling's lips. "Do you believe in God?"
"..."
Mo Shisheng glanced at Qi Jingling indifferently, "I believe you."
Even something as bizarre as her rebirth has happened; what else can't she believe?
Her mother was no ordinary person; even she could sense that the blood flowing through her veins was extraordinary.
"You really are different from others."
Qi Jingling smiled and said, "I do have a portrait of your mother here. It was drawn by someone based on her appearance when she was still alive."
portrait?
Mo Shisheng was silent for a long time before slowly asking, "What are your conditions?"
"I want you to bring Qi Yufeng back safely."
Qi Jingling sighed softly, "If there's a chance, try to rescue Shangguan Xuan as well. When you were kidnapped, only those two came to me begging for your help."
"I know."
Mo Shisheng nodded slightly. Actually, she didn't need Qi Jingling; she wanted to save both of them anyway. "Give me the portrait."
"Wait here for a moment."
After finishing his sentence, Qi Jingling turned and walked towards the dark room. He thought that when he hid the portrait here, there was no reason for him to take it out again. He didn't expect that he would take it out so soon, and even give it away.
When Qi Jingling returned, he had a rolled-up portrait in his hand. The paper was of excellent quality, and despite being preserved for so many years, it showed no signs of yellowing.
This shows how much care Qi Jingling put into this portrait.
Mo Shisheng felt a surge of excitement. She had no memories of her past, and now that she could finally see her mother's face, she was naturally overjoyed.
When Qi Jingling handed the portrait to her, she took a deep breath, feeling a little nervous.
She reached out her fair hand and took it, slowly unrolling the portrait.
As the person above slowly came into view, Mo Shisheng held her breath slightly.
With the portrait fully opened, Mo Shisheng's gaze fell upon it. The woman in the painting had eyes almost identical to her own, but her features were softer, revealing her to be a gentle woman.
Despite the woman's stunning beauty, Mo Shisheng's gaze was drawn to her eyes in the painting.
Her left eye was blood red, while her right eye was a normal black.
Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, "Eyes?"
“Your mother was like this when she left, and I was also frightened. But I already knew she was no ordinary person, so I wasn’t too surprised.” Qi Jingling’s gaze fell on the painting of the beauty, his thoughts seemingly drifting far away.
Mo Shisheng put the portrait away. She wasn't surprised, but when her gaze fell on the blood-red left eye, she felt her own left eye getting hot, as if something was about to burst out.
She gently closed her eyes, put the portrait back into her storage ring, and looked up to find Qi Jingling lost in thought. She said softly, "I will keep my promise to you. Thank you for the portrait."
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