Su Tangyu looked at Su Luo distressedly: "If it weren't for your mother, there would be no Peiyang Su family for all these years."
"If it weren't for your mother, Su Muyang wouldn't have been born."
"If it weren't for your mother, I would have died long ago."
Su Tangyu smiled bitterly, "Your mother saved so many people back then. Originally... it was us who should have protected you and raised you, but instead, we made you suffer so much... Child, we are sorry for you, you..."
Su Luo didn't expect Su Tangyu to say that, and hurriedly said, "Even if Mother really did save you, I believe she didn't expect anything in return. What you've done over the years is enough, there's no need to feel guilty."
"No, if we had done enough, we wouldn't be Emperor Xuanyuan now, and you wouldn't be living in the mortal world and suffering so much."
Su Tangyu was an emotional person. As he spoke, the eyes of this Star Realm expert became red again.
Su Luo: “…”
She had to comfort this lovely uncle again.
Seeing that the more she comforted Su Tangyu, the more tears he shed, Su Luo felt helpless.
She looked at Su Muyang for help, please help and persuade him!
Su Muyang seemed to understand his sentimental father very well, so he helplessly spread his hands to Su Luo, indicating that he was powerless.
Su Luo had no choice but to change the subject: "By the way, that painting..."
"Ah, painting?" Su Tangyu reacted instantly.
Before, Mr. Su had hidden the painting, but now, without waiting for Su Luo to mention it, he automatically held the painting in his hands.
Su Tangyu: "Young Master, please look at this painting."
Su Luo frowned: "You don't need to call me Young Master, right?"
Su Tangyu glared, "Why not?! I absolutely do! You must let me call you Young Master, or I'll kneel down before you!"
Su Luo: "Okay, okay, you can shout as much as you want, but be careful in front of others."
Su Tangyu suddenly became as happy as a squeaking little mouse.
Su Muyang on the side held his forehead with his hand.
He was helpless, but there was nothing he could do.
Since he was little, his father had brainwashed him with a portrait of the goddess Yanhua, telling him that this was the goddess, and then he also said that when he found the young master, the young master would be his master...
Having been brainwashed since childhood, Su Muyang easily accepted the fact that Su Luo was his young master.
Su Luo stared at the picture of the green cloud and black bow carefully.
But no matter how she looked at it, she couldn't see any clues in the painting...
Su Tangyu saw Su Luo half-closed her eyes and couldn't help but be curious: "Young Master, are you looking for something?"
Su Luo did not hide it from him. She said directly: "I am looking for the Jade Cloud Ink Bow, one of the Twelve Divine Artifacts. This painting is indeed a picture of the Jade Cloud Ink Bow, but I haven't found any clues."
Su Tangyu looked at Su Luo with a strange look: "This is a copy."
Su Luo: "Huh?!"
Su Tangyu nodded seriously, "I copied this myself. I liked it, so I hung it up."
After all this time, it turned out to be...
Su Luo looked at Su Tangyu in silence: "Where is the real Biyun Mogong Diagram?"
Su Tangyu: "This is complicated."
Su Luo: "How complicated is it?"
Su Tangyu: "First of all, this painting belonged to your mother back then."
Su Luo nodded and listened carefully to Su Tangyu's narration of the past.
"When I copied this painting, the original was still in your mother's hands. Later, something bad happened to your family, and everything was in turmoil." Su Tangyu said, "Because of the chaos at that time, many things were lost to the public. This painting is very likely one of them. If..."
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