At the beginning, Tsui did not understand the meaning of the oriental master. This time he heard that he was chilling, and he immediately understood it. He asked: "Master, what do you mean, she is the daughter of the lady?"

Dongfang Mudao: "It is still not certain that you will go down the mountain when you are bright, and take over her family. I will know when I get there."

Tsui is also very excited. If she is really a lady's child, how happy is it that her wife woke up?

At dawn, Tsui took the man and the carriage down the mountain and went directly to the inn that Bailu had lived in. After seeing Zhao Lan, she only said that she was white and asked them to go up the mountain to live.

Zhao Lan recognized Tsui, knowing that she was a kind-hearted girl, and did not think much. She immediately retired from the room and took Hu Changlin and Feng Ru to take the mountain with the Tsui.

In the hall of Qiyunju, Dongfang Mu waited for a long time, and saw a group of people coming in, and quickly got up and greeted him. He was happy to Zhao Landao: "You must be the mother of Bailu."

Zhao Lan gave him a gift, and his face was somewhat cautious: "Yes, I am."

The eyes of Dongfang Mu fell on Hu Changlin's body: "Are you a white father?"

Hu Changlin waved his hand: "No, no, I am not a white father. She was gone ten years ago."

Dongfang Mu nodded, as if Bai Bai did say so.

When they sat down, the hoes put the tea on the side. He kept looking at Zhao Lan and found Zhao Lan and Bai Yan's appearance. Almost no one was similar.

"Zhao Lan, I have something to ask you, I hope you can blame me for being abrupt."

Zhao Lan said: "You ask."

Oriental Mu asked: "Is your white daughter your birth daughter?"

Originally asked this, Zhao Lan did not hide from anyone about this matter, and felt that it did not need to be concealed. Even the white can face it calmly. Why can't she?

Zhao Lan smiled and said: "I have such a blessing to give birth to her beautiful daughter. She is my husband who came back from the mountains."

Dongfang Mu was busy asking: "Oh? When did you come back? How old is it when you come back?"

Zhao Lan Ru Shi said: "I came back 13 years ago. At that time, she didn't have enough full time. She thought that she couldn't live. She didn't want to survive. It was really blessed." Zhao Lan looked at the Oriental Mu and asked: "What do you ask for this?"

The excitement of Dongfang Mu could hardly be suppressed. He stood up excitedly and said to Zhao Landao: "I don't care. My daughter gave birth to a baby girl 13 years ago. It was not enough for a month, and my daughter didn't even see it. To the child's body, her husband told her that the child was gone. She believed it was true, thinking that the child was really gone, but who knows, just last month, we got some clues from the child that the child did not die at all. Living in this world, the so-called death was just a conspiracy."

Zhao Lanxuan looked at him, and Dong Mu continued: "From the first time I saw your daughter, I felt that she and my daughter were very similar, but at that time she dressed as a boy, I thought it was just a mysterious coincidence. Until last night, I found out that she was actually a girl. The same 13-year-old, amazingly similar appearance, I have to doubt, so please come to doubt."

Zhao Lan stared at the East Mu: "So, she is your granddaughter?"

Dong Mu also asked: "When you found the child, what could be in her body?"

Zhao Lan thought of the jade that had been gone by the white house. He said: "There are some, there is a piece of jade, but now we are not on us, and the two brothers of my late husband have to go."

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