Nightwatcher

"the truth?"

Lin'an squeezed the brocade handkerchief, sobbing and wiping away the tears, and gave Huaiqing a pitiful look.

Huaiqing calmly took a sip of tea and said:

"After Wei Gong died, Xu Qi'an decided to kill the king. For this reason, he had a detailed plan. Behind this matter, there was even Wei Gong who was planning and guiding, including the supervision...

"Xu Qi'an didn't kill His Majesty out of emotion, but because of various forces contributing to the flames. The matter is far from as simple as you think."

Various forces are contributing to the flames, including Wei Yuan and Jianzheng. Lin'an said sadly:

"Everyone wants to kill Emperor Father, everyone wants Emperor Father to die.

"I know that my father has practiced Taoism for twenty years and has done a lot of wrong things. Many people in the court are dissatisfied with him, but Huaiqing, he is our father. My father dotes on me. Everyone wants him to die. But I don't want him to die.

"The one who doesn't even want to kill the emperor is Xu Qi'an."

She believed that Huaiqing said these things to prove to her that his father was wrong. Xu Qi'an's beheading of his father was of the same nature as his beheading of the Duke, they were all for the sake of the people.

But in the face of family affection, is there right or wrong?

Her father is still her father, and Xu Qi'an is still her father and enemy.

Huaiqing's explanation did not let Lin'an feel relieved.

"Yesterday, did you know that Xu Qi'an and His Majesty fought outside the city, and the city walls collapsed."

Huaiqing said suddenly.

Lin'an was stunned for a moment, recalled carefully, the elder brother of the prince seemed to have mentioned it, but he only mentioned it, and she was in a state of extreme collapse at that time, so she ignored these details.

Before she could ask, Huaiqing said calmly: "When did father become so powerful?"

Lin'an opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

She didn't know much about cultivation, but she still had brains. Hearing what Huaiqing said, she immediately realized that something was wrong.

Yes, when did the father become so powerful?

"Father, have you been hiding your strength?"

Lin'an sobbed, and with red eyes, he said uncertainly.

Huaiqing said seriously: "To be precise, he is not our father at all."

Lin'an stared blankly at his elder sister Huaiqing, not knowing what she was talking about.

After a while, she asked as if asking for proof: "What did you say?"

Huaiqing repeated what he just said without changing his face: "He is not our father at all."

Hearing right, Lin An suddenly opened his eyes wide, and raised his voice:

"You, don't think that you can perfunctory me by talking nonsense. I didn't expect you to be such a Huaiqing. Father is not father, so who else can he be."

Huaiqing said in a deep voice, "It's the first emperor Joan of Arc, and also our grandpa."

Lin'an fell into a strange silence, looking at Huaiqing like a monster.

Huaiqing nodded, expressing that the fact is the case, expressing that the shock to his sister is understandable, thinking about it differently, if he suddenly found out about this without knowing it, even though the surface would be much calmer than Lin'an, but the inner feelings Shock and disbelief, nothing less.

"I understand how you feel, but just listen to me."

Huaiqing spoke out the matter in detail, what she said was clear and simple, like an excellent teacher teaching a stupid student.

Even a person like Lin'an who has a careless understanding of the way of practice can comprehend and understand the context and logic of the matter.

More than forty years ago, the first emperor Joan of Arc had been polluted by the Taoist chief of the land and turned into a vicious "lunatic". Yuan Jing, his own son, then feigned death, avoided the eyes and ears of the prison, and hid in the dragon's veins to practice.

When Wei Yuan went to the northern border for the first time, he took the opportunity to seize Yuan Jing. In the next 21 years, he was obsessed with cultivating the Tao openly. man of.

The main body accumulates power in the dragon veins. In order to live forever, the first emperor has gone completely crazy. He colluded with the Witch God Sect, killed Wei Yuan, and entrapped an army of 100,000.

And what he really wants to do is even crazier and more unreasonable than this - to hand over his ancestors!

The real father died 21 years ago, and 21 years ago, I was only two years old. Lin'an was trembling all over when he heard the end, with both fear and grief.

She was secretly afraid for a moment, then looked at Huaiqing without blinking, and said:

"So, so Xu Qi'an"

Huaiqing said "hmm": "Perhaps there is a personal grudge, but I believe that what he did was more because he didn't want to destroy the foundation of his ancestors. Therefore, in my eyes, killing His Majesty is the same as killing the Duke of the country." nature.

"A foolish ruler who nearly overturned his ancestor's foundation, a foolish ruler who practiced Taoism for 20 years and disregarded the life and death of the people, and a beast who killed his own son. I only think that Xu Qi'an killed it well, and he killed it smoothly."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Lin'an:

"I have already told you the truth. Believe it or not is your business. Whether you are cruel to Xu Qi'an is still your business. After all, the late emperor has always loved you very much, not to mention whether it was a deliberate disguise or not. This is always true."

There is sarcasm in the last half of the sentence.

Huaiqing is a woman who looks dignified, dignified and knowledgeable on the surface, but is actually best at hiding needles in the cotton and hurting people secretly.

Lin'an stared at her closely, bit his lip: "How do you know this?"

Huaiqing sighed: "Xu Qi'an found out all about it. Before you knew it, he would always give you more than you thought."

"But he didn't tell me, he didn't tell me anything!"

Lin'an clenched his hands into fists and said stubbornly.

Huaiqing sneered, "Can I tell you that you can bear these things? Can you guarantee that you will not show any flaws in front of the late emperor?"

The eldest daughter of the emperor whispered: "He is protecting you."

Lin'an opened his mouth, and there seemed to be water in his eyes.

"Ben, I know, I will send someone to summon him right now, I won't be angry with him anymore."

The words are reserved, but the actions are in a hurry. As soon as the little skirt is lifted, he stands up and runs out of the inner hall and Dexin Garden.

"You have no chance!"

Huaiqing sighed.

Lin An who had just taken two steps froze suddenly, turned around, turned his pale face to Huai Qing, and said in a trembling voice:

"What, what do you mean?"

"I haven't told you the details of that battle. Although the late emperor's plot failed, the spirit of the dragon veins was scattered and scattered everywhere. If the dragon energy cannot be gathered, the Central Plains will be in chaos.

"In addition, his cultivation base has been abolished, his physical condition is very bad, and the prison officer is helpless. In order to survive, he will leave the capital. It is unknown whether he can come back alive.

"Not long ago, when he came to you, he actually wanted to say goodbye to you."

The last sentence was like a needle piercing Lin'an's heart, making her heartbroken and almost unable to breathe.

It turned out that he dragged his seriously injured body and came to say goodbye to me.

But I turned him away. Tears gushed out in an instant, like a flood that broke a bank.

"I want to get him back to me. I still have a lot to say to him."

The emotion of remorse was overwhelmed, she regretted that she had not seen him for the last time, she hated herself for rejecting the man who dragged his seriously injured body just to say goodbye to her.

Now that man has left, life and death are unpredictable, and seeing each other is far away.

Tears blurred vision. When people are saddest, they will cry so hard that they can't keep their eyes open.

In the haze, she saw a figure approaching, reaching out to hold her head, and said with a gentle smile:

"Your Highness, you look so ugly when you cry."

Zhan Zhan opened her beautiful eyes wide and stared at him blankly.

A few seconds later, she wiped away her tears and looked at Huaiqing in a daze.

Huaiqing had a shameless face with a clear conscience.

In the past, Zan Zang would definitely jump over to beat her to death, but now she doesn't care about Huai Qing, filled with the joy of regaining what was lost, she throws herself into Xu Qi'an's arms, wrapping her hands around his neck.

Buried her face in his neck, sobbing and crying:

"Dog minion, dog minion"

She hugged her tightly, afraid that if she let go, the man would be lost.

Since the two met each other, this is the most daring move Lin'an has ever made. If the previous liking was due to their identities, they were secretly hidden in their hearts.

So now, she finally mustered up the courage to throw herself into the arms of the dog slave.

The snot and tears were all on my neck Xu Qi'an gently hugged Lin'an's small waist, just about to say something, suddenly felt a murderous look in the back of his head.

He suddenly had an idea and said, "Your Highness, don't hug her so tightly, I hurt."

pain? While washing his nose, Lin'an raised his head, looking at him with pink eye circles from crying.

Xu Qi'an absolutely didn't intend to claim credit, so in front of Lin'an, he tore open his clothes.

"ah"

She took a few steps back in shock, staring at the hideous wound on his chest and the nail embedded in the flesh, she pressed trembling fingertips on Xu Qi'an's chest, her tears bursting like a bank, her heart ached very much.

Reaping Lin'an's sympathy and calming down Huaiqing's anger, Xu Qi'an reaped satisfactory results by relying on his professional operation of Neptune.

"Your Highness."

Xu Qi'an turned around and said to Huaiqing, "I'll send Lin'an back first."

Huaiqing was expressionless, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Went to Shaoyin Palace, stuck to Xu Qi'an and asked the maid to bring the best pills and powders to try to heal his injuries.

After seeing no effect, he burst into tears again.

Under the comfort of Xu Qi'an's kind words, he finally stopped crying and changed to sobbing softly.

"No matter what, after all, he has spoiled and loved you for so many years, you still feel uncomfortable in your heart, right?"

Zhan Zhan's tender body froze, shaking her head, sobbing:

"But I don't hate you anymore, I don't hate you anymore."

Sure enough, she hated me before. Xu Qi'an raised his hand, and touched her cheek with his fingertips, it was soft and cool.

"Your Highness."

"Um?"

"I want to eat the rouge on His Highness's mouth."

"Wooooooh."

sunset.

Star Observation Building, Eight Diagrams Platform.

Xu Qi'an returned with his seriously injured body, his face was still pale, but there was excitement between his brows.

"Is the matter over?"

Sitting by the desk, the prisoner looked up.

Xu Qi'an nodded silently.

"Then start accommodating."

Jianzheng spread out his palm, the jade-colored, scorpion-shaped Qijue Gu, lying quietly, like a lifeless specimen.

"How to accommodate?"

When he asked this sentence, Xu Qi'an was thinking about how to eat this Qijue Gu.

"Recognize the Lord with a drop of blood first."

As the prisoner said, he pressed Xu Qi'an's wrist and forced a blood drop from his fingertip.

The blood beads flew towards Qijue Gu without a sound, and when it was approaching, the Gu worm, who had kept its own place, suddenly became irritable and struggled violently, desperately thirsty for blood.

It opened its ferocious mouthparts and swallowed blood beads into its belly.

Visible to the naked eye, the jade-colored Qijue Gu turned into a clear crimson red, and then it leaped out from Jian Zheng's palm and rushed towards Xu Qi'an.

The Qijue Gu that accommodates the seven major Gu arts. Xu Qi'an did not hide or resist, and calmly looked at the Qijue Gu that flew towards him.

PS: I went to play with Pipijia at night and laughed and laughed in his room. Half an hour later, I remembered that I hadn’t updated, so I hurried back to type with my pants on.