Song Qingshu knew something was wrong when he heard the change in her tone, not to mention watching so many TV dramas in his previous life, he was naturally on guard against some bloody plots, reached out and caught the opponent's long sword again, and did not hurt her because of carelessness.
"Sister Nanxian, you really misunderstood." Song Qingshu worried that she would not be able to think about it for a while, so he quickly explained, "I didn't kill your father."
At this time, Yelu Nanxian also woke up from the daze just now, and realized that this matter was full of strangeness: "Okay, I will listen to your explanation."
"Can you put down the sword first, it's less than a cup of tea, and you've stabbed me twice in a row." Song Qingshu said helplessly, his eyes fell on the long sword.
Yelu Nanxian blushed slightly, and let go of his hand in embarrassment. Song Qingshu put the long sword aside, and then began to explain: "The one who died was not your father, but a man named Murong Jingyue."
"Murong Jingyue?" Yelu Nanxian was confused, she had never heard of this name before, so she couldn't help but looked at him blankly.
Only then did Song Qingshu roughly talk about the relationship between Murong Jingyue, himself and Zhao Min Bingxueer, and then continued: "That day he was kidnapped by Xue Yiren, and finally led him to a remote courtyard , suddenly got into trouble and seriously injured Xue Yiren, and we found out his identity because he slipped his mouth in a complacent manner. If you don't believe me, you can go and see his body. I specially asked someone to preserve it. "
"This... this is really unbelievable," Yelu Nanxian took a few steps back and muttered to himself, "Is it really possible in this world to pretend to be another person so that his relatives can't tell the difference?"
Song Qingshu knew that it was hard for her to believe it, but he had already prepared for it: "Although it sounds fantastic, there really is such a disguise in this world. If you don't believe me, take a look..."
As soon as Yelu Nanxian raised his head, he was surprised to find Yelu Hongji suddenly appeared in front of him, he couldn't help being startled: "Hunjun!" Subconsciously wanting to find the sword, Song Qingshu was so frightened that he hurriedly explained: "Sister Nanxian, don't get excited, it's me. "
Hearing the familiar voice, Yelu Nanxian said in surprise, "Song...Brother Song?"
At this time Zhao Min also kicked Song Qingshu, and said rather disgustedly: "Take off this ghost mask, otherwise it will be really weird to be in the same bed with you like this."
Song Qingshu gave a wry smile, and hurriedly took off the mask, revealing his original face.
"There is such a miraculous disguise technique in the world!" Immortal Yelu Nan was extremely amazed, and stepped forward to take the mask in his hand to study, "Then where is the real Yelu Hongji now?"
"Of course he died," Song Qingshu paused and continued to add, "Murong Jingyue's plan is very big. Over the years, a lot of wolfish and ambitious people have gathered around him. They cut off the wings of the emperor one by one. Yeluqi, Great King of the Southern Court Xiao Feng, Prime Minister of the Northern Mansion Xiao Pidi, etc., when the emperor really becomes a loner, it is naturally an opportunity for him to usurp the throne, but he did not expect to be robbed by me."
"Dead..." Yelu Nanxian stood there in a daze. After all, there was too much information about today's events, and she couldn't digest it for a while.
"You can think about it carefully, has your father become a little different in the past two years?" Song Qingshu began to guide her to accept this fact slowly.
"This..." Yelu Nanxian fell silent for a moment. Of course she noticed the changes in her father in the past two years, but she only thought that the increase in power had affected his character. Indeed, there are many doubts.
"Remember that time in Yangzhou, he used you as a shield in order to escape?" Song Qingshu continued to remind, that time can be said to be an indirect matchmaking between the other party and himself, and the night of intimate contact afterwards.
Yelu Nanxian obviously also wanted to be with him, and his eyes accidentally touched each other and hurriedly moved away in a panic, but soon remembered that he was being used as a shield by his father, and his face suddenly looked a little ugly. After that time, Although there is nothing on the surface between the father and daughter, a deep estrangement has developed unknowingly.
"You were accused of marrying the prince of Xixia after that." Zhao Min who was on the side also said, "No matter how good Murong Jingyue's disguise technique is, it is a fake after all. It is difficult to deceive the closest people around you. In addition, what happened in Yangzhou made you suspicious, so I hurriedly married you to another country."
"There is also the case of your brother being killed," Song Qingshu added, "I recently reviewed the files and added the confessions of some of Murong Jingyue's subordinates. I am afraid that the person who killed him was Murong Jingyue. In this way, we can get rid of those who are familiar with you. Father’s relatives can blame Yeluqi and Xiao Banhe on the other hand, saying that they were silenced because they heard about their rebellion.”
Yelu Nanxian's complexion became extremely pale. In fact, she had been investigating the case of her brother's murder during this time, and found a lot of things, but she didn't think in that direction at all. Now that she suddenly learned the truth, she couldn't help feeling like a knife cut.
"Then... what about my real father?" Yelu Nanxian suddenly thought of a key question, raised his head and his eyes were filled with hope.
Song Qingshu couldn't bear it, knowing that she was looking forward to a miracle, but Murong Jingyue pretended to be Yelv Yixin and cut off his face as a mask, so naturally he couldn't survive.
"Your father... has passed away." Song Qingshu didn't tell her about the human-skin mask, that would be too cruel.
"Father~" I was faintly prepared in my heart, but getting this result still made Yelu Nanxian heartbroken. Now that her brother is dead, her father is also dead, and her family is on the verge of destruction at any time. Feeling dead.
"My condolences, Nanxian..." Song Qingshu also knew that everything he said at this time would be powerless, but consolation is better than no consolation at all.
Zhao Min on the side said in a strange tone: "Miss Yelu, don't be too sad, at least Song Qingshu is with you."
As soon as these words came out, Yelu Nanxian was pulled out of his heartbroken state, and he stared at Zhao Min fiercely: "I didn't expect that Princess Shaomin, who usually has eyes high above her head, is now robbing her in the palace." Someone else's man."
Zhao Min is also depressed. This incident can be said to be a knot in her heart, especially when she thinks of meeting Zhou Zhiruo in the future, I am afraid that she will be ridiculed. Although she is a little guilty, she has always been unwilling to admit defeat, so she directly pushed back: "You control me, not the man who robbed you."
Yelu Nanxian was also very irritable because of the series of bad news. Being so stimulated by her, she couldn't help blurting out: "Who says it's not my man, Qingshu, have we already made a private appointment for life in Yangzhou?"
"Uh... this..." Song Qingshu also felt dizzy for a while. Even though the beautiful woman left early the next morning, he still had to be responsible for what he did, so he could only answer with a guilty conscience, "I will take responsibility for you."
Yelu Nanxian glanced at Zhao Min provocatively: "Have you heard that, I'll start first and call you sister!"
Zhao Min: "..."
Song Qingshu: "..."