"knew."
After seeing the Grand Elder off, Shang Linyuan bandaged his wounds, took out the self-criticism from his sleeve, folded it, and placed it in Si Jin's hand, silently waiting for her to wake up.
Si Jin didn't wake up until late at night.
He removed Shang Linyuan's hand from his waist and sat up, whereupon he noticed the paper in his hand.
After guessing it was a self-criticism, I smiled knowingly and opened it.
But they discovered that the drawing on the paper was of a beautiful woman.
The woman in the portrait is about thirty or forty years old, yet she still retains a captivating charm.
If you look closely, this face does resemble...
The original owner's mother!!
how so?
"Little one." Si Jin immediately woke up the little tiger who had just fallen asleep: "Investigate this person."
Xiao Yao rubbed her eyes and started searching for information.
A moment later, his eyes widened as he regained his senses: "My lord! Why do you have a portrait of the newly appointed Right Protector of the Martial Arts Alliance?"
"Right Protector of the Martial Arts Alliance..."
[Yes, yes, the former Right Protector suddenly met with misfortune. Eight months ago, the position of Right Protector was temporarily assumed by Yao Xiaodie, the wife of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader!]
"The wife of the martial arts alliance leader, who took over the position of Right Protector eight months ago... The portrait was given to her by the foolish young man from the Shang family..."
Si Jin lowered her eyes slightly, her slender white fingertips caressing the painting for a moment, her peach blossom eyes gradually brightening: "So... that's how it is."
Xiao Yao: 【⊙▽⊙？】
【What...what does it look like?】
Sure enough, it still can't keep up with adults' thought processes!
“I’ve figured it out,” Si Jin explained. “The current Right Protector, Yao Xiaodie, is Shang Linyuan’s mother and also Shang Qinghan’s former lover.”
"Many years ago, Shang Qinghan may have given Yao Xiaodie to the leader of the martial arts alliance for some purpose, but they have always maintained contact. That's why the people of the martial arts alliance went to Yujian Manor to kidnap Shang Qinghan, and that's why Shang Qinghan was able to stay at the headquarters of the martial arts alliance."
Xiao Yao tried hard to process the information, and after a while, scratched her head and asked: "But if that's the case, why did the Right Protector go to such lengths to extract your heart's blood? Couldn't she just tell Shang Qinghan directly?"
“Then you are wrong.” Si Jin replied, “Shang Qinghan cherishes the original owner the most. He was just waiting to dig out the original owner’s heart and give it to the original owner’s mother. Over the years, even when he was injured, poisoned, and terminally ill, he couldn’t bear to touch the original owner.”
"Therefore, I would never take the original owner's heart blood for the sake of my lover."
"As for Yao Xiaodie, she probably had no choice but to have her blood drawn for treatment."
The little tiger nodded blankly.
"It's a pity," Si Jin sighed, "Yao Xiaodie was afraid that the leader of the martial arts alliance would find out about Shang Linyuan's background, so she abandoned him when he was young."
"Otherwise, why would Shang Linyuan, who had served as her bodyguard for eight months, not recognize his own son and still risk his life to take my blood?"
As she spoke, Si Jin subconsciously glanced at the sleeping little wolf beside her.
How did he manage to get through all these years...?
"But it's alright."
Si Jin disliked letting himself get into sad moods; he thought it was pretentious.
So she reached out and gently stroked the boy's handsome face, her eyes so gentle they seemed to melt into water.
He said, "My little Ayuan has never needed anyone to love him."
Caught off guard, a dose of dog food (a Chinese slang term for public displays of affection).
Xiao Yao looked closely at Si Jin now and suddenly felt—
Adults at this age are so assertive!
It secretly snapped a photo, raised its paw, and was about to send it to Si Jin when it saw Shang Linyuan's eyelashes flutter.
It fluttered its eyes twice like butterfly wings and slowly opened them.
Noticing that Si Jin was looking at him, he coquettishly took her hand and made a request in a soft, sweet voice: "Jin Jin, kiss me."
"No kissing." Si Jin placed the painting in front of him: "Why are you giving me this? Do you have someone else in your heart? Are you trying to assert your ownership over me?"
Upon seeing this, Xiao Yao, who was about to speak, immediately muted her microphone and went offline.
[Oh my god, another death trap question. Little Tianjun, good luck.]
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