After stopping a taxi, Lin Mengyuan took the lead in, and then Lin Xiaoyu naturally couldn't help but thanked the people with great apology. Just after Lin Xiaoyu got in the car, Ding Ling suddenly opened the front door and sat down and went in.

"You guys go back first, I'll take them home." Ding Ling said as he closed the door. He blinked at Feng Wanxue and said, "You tell Su Su and I'll take them home."

Nothing to say along the way.

After Ding Ling sent the two to Lin Xiaoyu's home, he stood in front of Lin Mengyuan, reached out to hold her still a little cold left hand, and said in an unquestionable voice: "Mengyuan, come with me. Sister Xiaoyu, I will talk to Mengyuan, don't worry."

After saying that, Ding Ling pulled Lin Mengyuan into the bedroom and closed the door.

Lin Mengyuan sat on the bed, and she raised her head, looking at Ding Ling with some stubbornness and resentment.

Ding Ling stared at her quietly, and after a while, he smiled: "Are you blaming me? Or are you blaming me and your master?"

Lin Mengyuan's eyelashes trembled, and finally she lowered her eyes and whispered: "You did nothing wrong."

"I think you look so resentful." Ding Ling looked back and hooked up a chair, then sat down with Lin Mengyuan. When he turned around, he roughly glanced at the room and could see that the room should be Lin Mengyuan's boudoir. Because the bookshelf was full of textbooks and ancient books, the whole room was neatly tidy. If it weren't for the faint fragrance in the air, the room would have been a little cooler.

Lin Mengyuan avoided Ding Ling's words. She knew that Ding Ling must have something to ask herself: "What do you want to ask?"

Ding Ling smiled, and he organized the words and said slowly: "I know you don't like to talk, so just me, you nodded and you are the second time you transformed from the Ice in Ten Thousand Years... Elf, right?"

Lin Mengyuan nodded.

"When you entered Lin Mengyuan's body, Lin Mengyuan was already dead, right?"

Lin Mengyuan hesitated for a moment and shook her head: "It's almost dead."

Ding Ling raised his eyebrows: "Well?"

Lin Mengyuan said lightly: "I promised her to live for her, and then she gave me everything, including memory and emotions."

Ding Ling recalled the emptiness in Lin Mengyuan's body that he felt before, and sighed: "So... you are Lin Mengyuan."

Lin Mengyuan was silent for a while, and she nodded: "Yes, I am."

Ding Ling thought for a while and said, "Well, adding some modifications may be more appropriate. You are just a little cold-hearted and powerful Lin Mengyuan."

Lin Mengyuan blinked her eyes and expressed her dissatisfaction with Ding Ling.

Ding Ling smiled and said, "Okay, this is what we are most worried about. I hope you can understand. What we fear most is the appearance of a snow banshee we don't know and has strong strength. Well, now you are the snow princess."

Princess Ice and Snow? Thinking of this word, Lin Mengyuan's lips curled up, but she instantly smoothed it out again.

"Then, the second question." Ding Ling moved the chair, staring at Lin Mengyuan and said, "When you woke up, we all clearly felt... you, your master, and even my master, you three had a connection. You should know that your master was hit by the Yin Soul...so... this is also the reason why we were facing a great enemy at that time."

Ding Ling stared at her flawless face and said softly: "Why is this?"

Lin Mengyuan lowered her eyes, she was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

This smile is like spring, warming the whole room in an instant.

Ding Ling suddenly saw this and was a little stunned.

However, in just a moment, she curled her smile and a trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Chapter completed!