Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Shi Tianlu heard this, but his face was a little heavy, and said, "Don't say that."

"..."

"She may not really be dead."

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak, but only looked at Shi Tianlu, and after a long time he said in an incredulous tone: "You, what did you say?"

Shi Tianlu also looked at her, earnestly saying word by word: "I said, she may not really be dead."

Nan Yan didn't even know for a while whether to refute him, or to be surprised by the news, because he couldn't make any response, but appeared very calm, and said to Shi Tianlu, "Why do you say that?"

"..."

"Do you have evidence? Or—"

Having said that, she didn't wait for Shi Tianlu to say anything, and then shook her head, as if she was going to convince herself, and said, "No, you can't have evidence. Even if you say that I am their daughter, you are completely completely There is no evidence, just based on your own guess."

Shi Tianlu was not angry when he heard this.

Just calmly said: "This time, the old man is afraid that there is really evidence."

"...!"

Nan Yan widened his eyes and looked at him. After a long time, when he spoke again, he finally gasped, but his voice still seemed to tremble because of his excitement: "Evidence? What evidence do you have? How can you prove, Is she still alive?"

From the beginning of doubting his own life experience, from investigating the relationship between Si Boyan and Qin Xixi, Nan Yan accepted the fact that they were dead, not because they wanted them to die, but because they had disappeared. After so many years, she had such a close relationship with herself. If it weren't for death, she couldn't explain why they were missing for so many years in her life.

I am also more afraid, holding in my heart the expectation that they are still alive, but what I have to face is the tragic fact that they have already died.

Therefore, in her mind, a formula has been formed.

But now, suddenly someone told her that they might still be alive.

Moreover, there is evidence.

Nan Yan only felt that both of her feet were soft, unreal as if stepping on a cloud. In fact, the sky at this time is already darker than before. The water mist on Xingluo Lake is thicker and gradually. Some mist evaporates to the top of the mountain as the wind evaporates, blowing through the lush green grass at the foot, setting off waves after With a wave of green waves, she seemed to be truly in the drifting ocean.

Nan Yan said again, "What is the evidence you said?"

Seeing Nan Yan's rare gaffe, Shi Tianlu sighed lightly, stretched out his hand and took out something from his arms and put it in front of her in the palm of his hand.

"This is it."

After only one glance, without even taking a closer look, Nan Yan suddenly felt a buzz in his head, as if a thunderbolt struck her whole body and shattered.

In Shi Tianlu's palm, there was a small sachet.

Sachet.

Among the relics left by Empress Chen, there is also such a small sachet, which was taken out by Zhu Feng alone, and then discovered by her. The spices in it were impossible to appear in the Yan country under the rule of Emperor Gao. Benzoin.

Nan Yan took a breath of air, and said, "I, I can take a look."

Shi Tianlu said, "The old man took it out for you to see."

Nan Yan stretched out a trembling hand and gently picked up the sachet. With just a touch, she knew it was exactly the same as the sachet in Zhu Feng's hand. The fabric and color were exactly the same. When you look closely at the palm, even the workmanship and stitching are exactly the same.

He moved to his nose and took a deep breath.

Although this sachet is well preserved, the edges and corners have worn away a lot. At least after more than ten or twenty years, the scent has been very weak, but because she has long been exploring this spice , Is also very sensitive to the smell, so I can recognize it by smelling it.

Benzoin.

It's benzoin again.

When Nan Yan raised her head, the corners of her eyes were a little red: "This is—"

Shi Tianlu said, "This is the year of the Xingluo Lake War. Someone sent it to me."

"who is it?"

"I also want to figure it out, but we changed hands too many times, and after that year, we stayed in Xingluo Lake and never went out again. Therefore, there is no way to find out who this sachet is. Let it be delivered to me, where did it come from."

Nan Yan sighed with some regret.

Shi Tianlu said, "But, I have a feeling."

"..."

"She made this sachet."

"..."

"It was she who was brought back and handed over to me. It was what she left for me."

"..."

"So I believe, she is still alive!"

Nan Yan looked at him with a determined look, as if before, he was sure that he must be the daughter of Si Boyan and Qin Xixi. There was no reason and no evidence was needed. As long as he confirmed it, it must be.

If this is the case, it will be fine.

However, Nan Yan knew very well in his heart that the Battle of Xingluo Lake started in the third year after Emperor Gao and Luo Xingwen expelled the Cavalry from the Kingdom of Yan. That year, the monument of Guifei Qin was already erected here. Three years.

Is it really a sachet made by Qin Xixi, let someone send it back?

Or, this sachet was already ready, and it took three years to pass it through to him?

No one can tell.

Nan Yan couldn't believe it. It wasn't that she didn't want to believe that she was still alive. He was just afraid that after the flame of hope ignited in her heart, she would be poured a bucket of cold water on her head by the ruthless reality and completely extinguished.

After all, almost thirty years have passed.

If she is still alive, why is there no more news of her?

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, and Shi Tianlu immediately raised his head vigilantly, and saw two figures faintly appearing in the diffused fog. It was Ruoshui leading Yuntong towards this side while walking. One side said: "Niangniang? Are you here, Niangniang?"

Nan Yan was about to stop them from coming. At this time, Shi Tianlu said: "I just want to come here this time, I just want to see her and you, I have no regrets after telling you this."

Upon hearing this, Nan Yan frowned immediately: "Old man..."

Shi Tianlu smiled.

"You can rest assured that at this age, the old man can't do anything, and doesn't want to do anything anymore. She is the only worry in the old man's heart over the years. After telling you, the old man will let go of this worry."

Hearing this kind of words that seemed to be relieved, but with extremely sadness, Nan Yan couldn't help frowning.

"Old man, you are going to—"

At this time, Ruoshui and the others were getting closer and closer, and said in confusion: "Manny, who are you talking to?"