I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 314 The Secret of Li Parasol Tree's Identity

Judging from Li Parasol Tree's current performance, it seems that she really doesn't know what Wei Changtian is talking about.

However, Wei Changtian obviously scoffed at her "performance".

The Feng Shui compass can never go wrong, so Li Parasol Tree is 10,000% a monster.

In fact, as long as she is not Yan Luo, Wei Changtian doesn't care what kind of thing she is or what plans she has.

Even if it was really "a fox for a princess", it was still a private matter of the Dafeng royal family and had nothing to do with him as an outsider.

So after mocking again, "So I misunderstood you", Wei Changtian was too lazy to talk nonsense, and simply cut to the point.

"Princess, I don't care if you say it or not."

"But you must know the answer to what I'm going to ask next."

"Didn't you overhear me in the Western Desert before?"

"What did I say then?"

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Hearing this question, Lee Parasol Tree did not answer for a long time.

Because her acupuncture points were sealed, she still had no expression on her face at this time, but more and more tears were gushing from the corners of her eyes.

She didn't know why Wei Changtian asked this, but she just felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"you say."

Taking a deep breath, Li Parasol Tree finally replied intermittently: "You said that no matter how much I cry to marry you, you will never marry me."

"Ok."

Wei Changtian's tone remained unchanged, and he continued to ask calmly: "Afterwards, when I was at the residence of Lord Huailing, I said something to you alone. What are these words?"

"You said I shouldn't treat Shen Shulin that way."

Lee Parasol Tree slowly stopped crying: "Said I should apologize to Young Master Shin."

Ok? Answered all the questions?

Wei Changtian's expression relaxed slightly: "Last question, after you went to find Mr. Shen the next day, I once recited a sentence in the carriage."

"Passionate love has been empty of hatred since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from."

Before Wei Changtian finished asking this time, Li Parasol Tree had already recounted the poem verbatim.

She seemed very tired, her voice was still small, but her tone gradually became indifferent.

"Young Master Wei, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"temporarily unavailable."

Shaking his head, Wei Changtian was basically sure that Li Parasol Tree was not transformed by Yan Luo.

The things he asked just now happened on the way to Fengyuan, and most of them were secret things to Li Parasol Tree, and no one else would know except herself.

This also means that Yan Luo will not know.

Therefore, Li Parasol Tree should be just an "ordinary monster" like Yang Liushi.

However, it cannot be concluded so easily.

After all, it is about Yan Luo, so it must be foolproof.

And the method of further proof is also very simple.

"The emperor is here!"

Outside the house, there were shouts in the distance.

It came pretty fast.

Wei Changtian glanced at Li Parasol Tree whose eyes were closed tightly, and then pushed the door out with Feng Shui compass.

Li Qi's figure appeared at the end of the road, besides a few guards from the princess mansion, there was only a young eunuch beside him.

Wei Changtian greeted it at a leisurely pace, while keeping an eye on the pointer changes of Feng Shui compass.

Fortunately, until the two stood face to face, the pointer was still pointing to the bedroom behind them, without changing direction.

This shows that Li Qi is not a demon.

"emperor."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Wei Changtian slightly cupped his hands: "Princess Wuping is in the bedroom right now, safe and sound."

"The reason why the boy did this is to prove one thing. If there is any recklessness, I hope the emperor will forgive me."

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reckless.

To hostage a princess of a country under the watchful eyes of the public, of course, the nature of this move has gone far beyond the category of "recklessness".

However, Li Qi did not show any anger.

He just looked at Wei Changtian, and after a long while, he said softly:

"Mr. Wei, although I don't know how you became aware of Tong'er's identity, I don't need to hide some things from you until now."

After waving his hand, the surrounding guards immediately turned and left.

And Wei Changtian also looked at Qin Zhengqiu beside him: "Grandpa, I will have a private talk with the emperor."

"Ok."

"call!"

A gust of wind rose from the ground, and as Qin Zhengqiu's figure disappeared, only Wei Changtian and Li Qi were left on the long bluestone road.

"Young master Wei, did you tell Tong'er that she is a demon?"

"No."

Wei Changtian keenly grasped the hidden meaning in these words, and frowned for a moment: "What? She doesn't know about this?"

"Well, Tong'er, she doesn't know."

Li Qi smiled wryly and looked at the window of the bedroom from afar. The shadows of the trees were dancing, and the sound of the branches and leaves shaking was intertwined with the crying twenty years ago in his memory.

Tonight, the past coincides, and the dust of the past is blowing, and there are many.

"This matter is my fault."

The king of a country fell in love with a deer demon in human form, and had a daughter.

If a human and a demon combine to give birth to a child, then the child will be born in a human form, but its essence is still a demon.

So Li Parasol Tree's true identity is actually a deer demon in form. But she doesn't know it herself.

This kind of thing sounds quite unscientific at first glance.

After all, the body of a demon is an animal, even if it turns into a human, it should be the gene of an animal, and there should be "reproductive isolation" between it and humans.

However, talking about science in the cultivation world is undoubtedly asking for trouble, so Wei Changtian didn't get too entangled in this matter, and just continued to listen to Li Qi's story about him.

In all fairness, it is not too uncommon for people and demons to fall in love.

Wu Tianqing and Yun Lian, Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi are all living examples.

However, no matter whether it is Wu Tianqing or Wei Changtian, they all belong to the category of "people". As long as they are not out of their minds and go around preaching that they have begged a demon as a wife, it will be difficult for others to find out about it.

But Li Qi is different.

He had been enthroned twenty years ago. As the emperor of a country, once this kind of violation of the heavenly relationship is exposed, not only will he lose the throne, but it will also shame the entire Dafeng royal family and become an indelible shame for the Li family forever.

Under such a huge price, he had to make the most difficult choice in his life——

Kill the woman you love.

Li Qi didn't tell Wei Changtian how much he struggled when he made this decision, but the latter could hear the pain that he has remembered from his intermittent voice.

However, the subsequent development of the matter was slightly deviated.

Because when several dead men of the Li family brought the order to find the woman, the latter had already committed suicide by drinking poisoned wine.

She probably knew that this would be the end when she fell in love with a human emperor, so she simply killed herself.

The deer demon did not leave anything to Li Qi, and even burned all the objects and letters that might be evidence of Li Qi's "transpersonal affair".

But she still didn't destroy the most special one after all——

That is the daughter of the two.

Perhaps, the deer demon wanted to leave this choice to Li Qi.

Looking at the past from today, Li Qi's choice is no secret.

He did not kill their daughter, and confessed it to the queen who also loved him deeply.

The latter not only did not blame and complain, but even acted in a big show with Li Qi, giving the girl an aboveboard identity.

That's why there is today's Princess Wuping.

As for Li Parasol Tree, Wei Changtian didn’t feel like the name of an imperial concubine the first time he heard it.

This is from a poem that the deer demon saw Li Qi for the last time and the two recited when they parted.

At that time, the latter hadn't decided to "break the wrist of a strong man", but the deer demon probably had a premonition.

She smiled and recited the poem, then turned and left, dying for the man she loved.

Qing'e Wanwan gathers into clothes, and the Wumagpie bridge becomes long.

The melancholy Parasol Tree is not an old shadow, nor is it sad that the swan geese will follow the sun for a while.

(end of this chapter)