Outside the Sacred Heart Hall, Xia Fu'an walked very quickly, with a feeling of depression stuck in his chest that would not dissipate. He could not calm down until he returned to Siyuan Tower.
Xia Tong presented the account of the items that Bai Yunduo had just delivered. He opened a book casually. A faint scent of rouge floated from the window and mixed in the fresh air after the rain. Xia Fu'an frowned lightly. He frowned slightly, but his eyes didn’t move even half a second.
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A servant came into the room and reported: "Manager Xia, the fresh fruits and melons sent to various places are ready. Please take a look."
Xia Fu'an raised his eyelids slightly, remained silent for a while, put down the account book in his hand, and walked outside the door. All kinds of fresh fruits and vegetables have been arranged one by one according to the preferences of the people in charge in various places in the main altar. When his inspection gaze fell on one of them, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Where is this sent to?"
The next person immediately replied: "It was sent to Captain Yu of the Broken Moon Helm."
"Removed the yellow fruits and replaced them with Lingnan mandarin oranges." He said solemnly.
The man felt strange in his heart, but he could only respond: "Yes."
In the distance, deep inside the flowers and trees outside the Jiuqu Pavilion, a light purple gauze was blowing, the petals fell, the branches and leaves trembled slightly, making a rustling sound, and then it was calm as ever.
After reading a thick account book, it was almost dusk. Xia Fu'an stood up and stretched his muscles. Fatigue seemed to come over him in an instant. He walked out of Siyuan Building and walked slowly along the pavilion corridor. About ten feet away, the colorful flowers attracted his attention.
Under the dense shade of a tree, a person is surrounded by the thick green of a tree, and a cool breeze blows. The mystery inside cannot be seen from the outside, but one can see the outside world clearly through the branches and leaves when one is inside. It is really a natural barrier. Xia Fu'an leaned against the big tree, and every time he exhaled and inhaled, the breath that entered his lungs was filled with the sweet fragrance of flowers and plants. , the mood slowly relaxed.
He closed his eyes and seemed to be drowsy. Suddenly someone tapped his lips lightly, and he immediately opened his eyes.
The man was stunned immediately. At this moment, Xia Fu'an's facial features were still ordinary, but his pair of radiant eyes exuded a bright luster in the different shades of green light and shadow, making his whole person sparkle. Hui is completely different from his usual inconspicuous appearance.
Xia Fu'an seemed to be stunned and said in surprise: "Master Yu? How could it be you?"
Yu Qianji regained consciousness, and then he was shocked to realize that he had forgotten to breathe. She rolled her eyes and smiled softly: "Who is it if it's not me? Could it be that... you don't want to see me?"
Xia Fu'an's expression froze slightly, he lowered his eyes and said softly: "Dulmmaster Yu has misunderstood."
"What misunderstood you?" Yu Qianji looked at him with burning eyes and asked with a smile, "Why did you secretly change my yellow fruit?"
Xia Fu'an's face immediately changed slightly, as if someone had seen through his hidden thoughts, and he was so nervous that he couldn't speak.
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A soft white arm gently caressed his shoulder. A charming face with skin like jade and red lips like flowers. With a seductive aura, she slowly approached him. Yu Qianji laughed in a low voice: "I heard you clearly just now, don't try to deny it anymore! You like me, right?"
Xia Fu'an froze, as if he didn't know what to say.
"No one knows that I only like Lingnan mandarin oranges, except for my personal maid. You have already been interested in me and secretly found out about my preferences, but you still refuse to admit it. Ah, I guessed it, are you afraid? If the Saint finds out, will she be suspicious of you?" Her watery eyes blinked, she was eager to know what he was really thinking in his heart.
Such a delicate and charming person, her passionate eyes can melt almost everything in the world.
Xia Fu'an seemed to be no match for her tenderness, and finally sighed, "Although the religion has not explicitly prohibited marriages between powerful people everywhere, there has been no precedent before. The Holy Lady was still short when she first came to the main altar, so I didn't know her. My thoughts and details, I..." He suddenly paused, as if there were some words he was always embarrassed to say.
Yu Qianji understood in his heart and did not force him. He just chuckled and said, "So the last time I came to you, you rejected me because you knew they were watching you outside?"
Xia Fuan nodded silently.
A cold light flashed in Yu Qianji's eyes, but he said softly: "You idiot, you usually look very majestic, and you are in charge of such a big group. You can't say clearly that you can think of another way. If I hadn't bumped into you accidentally today, Are you going to hold it in for the rest of your life?"
Xia Fu'an moved his lips, seemingly at a loss, "I..."
Yu Qianji laughed secretly. A man who seemed smart on weekdays turned into a goose when he met the woman he liked. "Okay idiot, I understand. See you at Yuhua Pavilion at the third watch tonight."
"Tonight? I'm afraid it won't work."
"Why?"
"The General Forum has stepped up patrols in recent days, and has strictly checked and taken precautions. It is quite unsettling. After waiting for a while, I, I will go find you again." His voice became lower and lower.
Yu Qianji asked curiously: "Why are you stepping up patrols? Are you looking for someone?"
Xia Fu'an did not answer immediately, his eyes hesitated slightly, as if he was worried.
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Yu Qianji chuckled and said, "Isn't it Xuanfeng who ran away?"
Xia Fu'an's eyes suddenly changed, and he looked up at her in surprise. Yu Qianji was overjoyed, but she said in surprise: "Did I guess it?!"
Xia Fuan's eyes flickered, but he didn't answer immediately. The expression on his face that he hesitated to speak further confirmed her suspicion. Yu Qianji inquired: "Manager Xia! Xuanfeng is the number one criminal in our Saintess Cult, so there can't be any mistakes! If this matter is true... I'm afraid we will be in trouble."
Xia Fu'an sighed in a low voice: "Why don't I know the stakes in this? The Holy Lady has explicitly blocked all information and determined that Xuanfeng has not escaped far. The financial envoy is still pursuing... You must not let the news out... "
"Don't worry, how could I get you into trouble?" Yu Qianji smiled sweetly, "It's getting late, I'm going back, be careful, don't make any mistakes again!"
Yu Qianji left very quickly, with a slightly eager pace. He was completely unaware of the unpredictable eyes of the man behind him and the faint sarcasm on his lips.
That night, Qin Heng delivered news to the Sacred Heart Palace. Su Li unfolded the note and read it, then rolled it back into the mailbox. The white carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew out of Chilian Mountain.
The sun changes and the stars move.
Qiandieyan is a strangely shaped mountain within the range of Broken Moon Branch. It has stacked peaks and jagged rocks, making it difficult for ordinary people to climb. Therefore, it is inaccessible for dozens of miles around, and eagles occasionally stop to rest.
A huge strange rock at the foot of the mountain, shaped like a shell, formed a natural cave under the cover. The entrance of the cave was covered by vines that grew wildly all over the mountain. The light inside the cave was dim, and a middle-aged man in gray clothes was pacing back and forth uneasily. step.
"You are indeed here, Xuanfeng."
Xuanfeng was startled, and when he looked back, he saw a man brushing away the vines and standing at the entrance of the cave, watching him. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the person's facial features were soft and handsome, but his eyes were sharp and deep, full of dangerous aura. The black shadow under his feet was stretched by the sunlight and reflected on the ground, like an invisible demon that controlled everything in the world.
Xiao Wangyangzhen.
"Prince
! "Xuanfeng's face suddenly changed and he shouted excitedly.
"I didn't expect you to be able to escape despite the many structures of the Saintess Cult!" Yang Zhen glanced around the cave and made sure there was no second person there before he walked in with his hands behind his back.
Xuanfeng sighed and said, "Thanks to the favor that the man on duty received from his subordinates that night, he was willing to risk his own life to help me become a disciple."
"Really? That's a coincidence." Yang Zhen's face was calm. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at Xuanfeng carefully. He saw that his hair was messy and his clothes were stained with mud. He had obviously suffered a lot, and he was suspicious in his heart. Went for a few minutes.
"Your Majesty," Xuanfeng called carefully, "the poisoning of the fourth prince has been exposed. Although my subordinates escaped by luck, the saint and the fourth prince will not let me go! My subordinates... what should I do? What should I do? Please tell me, Your Majesty." He looked at Yang Zhen anxiously, feeling hesitant and at a loss.
Yang Zhen looked at him indifferently and said nothing for a while.
Xuanfeng said uneasily: "Your Majesty..."
"I have received news that the main altar is sending people to look for you everywhere. As soon as you go out, your whereabouts will be exposed."
"Then what should my subordinates do?" Xuanfeng asked urgently, Liu Shen Wu had no master, "This place is definitely not a place to stay for a long time. If they search here..."
"Don't worry." Yang Zhen stepped forward, patted his shoulder gently, and said comfortingly: "If you work for me, I will naturally find a way to protect you."
Xuanfeng's face was filled with joy, and he immediately held up his hands and lowered his head to say thank you: "Xuanfeng, thank you, Your Majesty!"
At the moment when he lowered his head, Yang Zhen, who had always looked calm before, suddenly had a murderous look in his eyes. He raised his hand and slapped Xuan Feng directly on top of his head!
The astonishing wind of the palm caused the sand and rocks in the cave to tumble. With such powerful palm force, even a rock as hard as a rock would be shattered in an instant!
Xuanfeng's expression changed slightly, but he didn't raise his head, as if he had already predicted what Yang Zhen would do. His feet slipped lightly, and in the blink of an eye, he was already five steps away, and his movements were actually three times faster than Yang Zhen's. point.
Yang Zhen was stunned, and saw Xuanfeng flip his wrist, a silver light flashed across, and there was a sharp dagger in his hand! His eyes widened and he stared at him angrily, shouting: "Does the prince want to kill people and silence them?"
Yang Zhen's thoughts were revealed and he smiled gloomily: "Huh
. You failed the mission and deserved to die! "As he said that, he rushed forward to attack, his ruthlessness was palpable, and his men went straight to Xuanfeng's vital points with all their attacks, without any concealment of their intention to kill.
Xuanfeng's face condensed, as if he had no fear at all, and he jumped up to face him in a fierce battle. The strong wind passed by, destroying all the stubborn rocks and flying dust, as if the sky and the earth changed in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves had passed, and it was impossible to tell the winner. Xuanfeng dodged Yang Zhen's attack, saw the right moment, jumped up, and left the cave.
Want to run? Not that easy! Yang Zhen's eyes flashed with a ferocious look, and he chased after him without hesitation.
Xuanfeng ran fast, and in a hurry he realized that there was no way forward. He suddenly stopped at his feet, turned around and glared at Yang Zhen who was chasing after him, and shouted angrily: "Over the years, Xuanfeng has done so many things for the prince from birth to death. , Your Majesty knows it well. Now that Xuanfeng has only failed once, you are ruthlessly trying to take my life. Your thoughts are too cruel!"
Seeing that he no longer ran away blindly, Yang Zhen smiled gloomily: "So what? Everything you did was not for me. Don't forget, your son's life is still in my hands. If you still If you want him to live well, let him die obediently today!" Before he could finish his words, Yang Zhen moved rapidly, and his moves were like the wind. Xuanfeng felt that there were many phantoms in front of him, and it was difficult to distinguish Yang Zhen's exact location.
He quickly closed his eyes, his ears twitching slightly, refusing to let go of any subtle sound of movement in the air. Suddenly, Xuanfen opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes as sharp as swords. All the illusions instantly disappeared, leaving only a clear figure in front of him on the left.
Yang Zhenren was in mid-air, falling like lightning, waving his palms down. Xuanfeng's eyes were sharp, and he faced him with both palms without fear.
The four palms connected, and the two powerful internal forces caused a loud bang. Yang Zhen felt his arms numb, his steps unsteady, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. Xuanfeng stood there, not moving at all, looking at him expressionlessly.
Yang Zhen was immediately shocked. When did Xuanfeng have such deep inner strength? He suddenly got excited, seemed to have thought of something, secretly screamed something bad, pointed at him and shouted sternly: "Who are you? How dare you pretend to be Xuanfeng to deceive this king!"
"uncle."
Suddenly a woman's soft call came from behind.
Although the voice was soft, it was like a thunder that shook Yang Zhen's heart. In this world, besides Su Li, who else could call him uncle? !
A few feet away, on the boulder, a slender shadow slowly floated down. Her face was covered with a mask, her eyes were as black as paint, her clothes were as white as snow, and she looked as graceful as a fairy. She was Su Li, the new saint in charge of the eight branches of the Saintess Cult.
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After Yang Zhen was shocked, he looked uncertain, and after a while he said gloomily: "Ali, why are you here?"
"I was also about to ask my uncle about this." Su Li looked at him steadily and walked over step by step. Although she guessed it might be him, she still felt sad once it was confirmed. Since ancient times, there has been no family affection in the imperial power. Is it possible that no one can escape
Yang Zhen's eyes changed rapidly, and he regained his composure in the blink of an eye. He said in a deep voice: "I have received the news that Xuanfeng has escaped. You are sending people to search everywhere. As uncle Ali, I want to help you. Unexpectedly, this is you. A trap set together with outsiders!"
"Uncle," Su Li said in pain, "I heard everything you said in the cave just now."
Yang Zhen's eyes changed. First he fell into the trap, and then the lie was exposed on the spot. He suddenly became angry and his face was extremely ugly. He clenched his fists and said: "Ali, what do you mean? Don't forget, I am the king. He is your dearest person!"
"It is precisely because you are my biological uncle that I want to ask you more clearly why you did this?" Su Li felt a little uncontrollable in her heart, "I am in charge of the Saintess Cult now, but you secretly sent someone to To poison your nephew, the fourth prince, in the Sacred Heart Palace... What is the purpose of this?"
Facing her heartbreaking questioning, Yang Zhen's expression changed again, but the anger on his face suddenly dissipated a lot, "Ah Li, uncle will not harm you."
"Really?" Her voice was very soft, but full of sadness, and she looked directly into Yang Zhen's eyes and continued: "Perhaps after the matter is completed, my uncle will care about family ties and will not kill me for this, but the country of Bian will. From now on, we have been plunged into a bloody storm! Is it possible to ignore family ties and do whatever it takes just to fight for power?!"
Su Li took a deep breath, feeling unbearable pain in her heart. The scenes of bloody massacres caused by the Sheng Kingdom royal family's fight for the throne were still vivid in her mind. How many people died for it. Dongfang Ze had calculated everything, so what if he finally ascended the throne? None of his relatives are alive, he is just alone.
"The big mistake has not yet been made. Prince Xiao should stop as soon as possible!" Fake Xuanfeng, who had been silent all the time, dimmed his eyes for some reason and sighed in a low voice.
"Shut up!" Yang Zhen yelled sternly, "Who are you to dare to order me like this?! You really don't know how to live or die!" Murderous intent appeared in his eyes again, and his figure suddenly jumped into the air, and his five fingers were like hooks and he went straight to the fake Xuanfeng's face to grab him go.
Up to this moment, he still wanted to kill people and silence them.
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Su Li's heart sank, and she flew up without hesitation, trying to get in front of the fake Xuanfeng and resist Yang Zhen's full blow.
Fake Xuanfeng's face suddenly changed. He had just fought fiercely with Yang Zhen, and he knew that this person's strength should not be underestimated. Now when he was angry, he launched an attack, which was probably several times more powerful than before. If she took the attack rashly, she might hurt herself. I couldn't help but blurt out: "Be careful!"
Yang Zhen felt his eyes blurred, and before he could see clearly, Su Li was already wrapped around the waist by the fake Xuan Feng, and he flew back quickly, but it was a little late. The grip hit him on the left shoulder, and with a "squeak" sound, his clothes tore apart, and his five fingers were like iron hooks, tightly gripping the smooth skin, splitting it instantly, and blood immediately gushed out.
Su Li's heart was shocked and she shouted out loud: "Xia Fu'an!"
Yang Zhen's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that the person pretending to be Xuanfeng in front of him was actually Xia Fu'an, the steward of the altar!
"How are you?" Su Li supported him and asked anxiously. At noon that day, she asked him to get close to Yu Qianji. Although he left in frustration, he still followed her orders in the end, pretending to be flattering, making Yu Qianji mistakenly think that he was interested in her, and then leaked the news of Xuanfeng's escape. give her. If Yu Qianji was an insider, he would naturally send a letter to inform the people behind the scenes.
Everything went smoothly. However, Su Li originally thought that Yang Zhen would have some scruples after being discovered through the conspiracy, but unexpectedly, in front of her, he would not even let go of the person pretending to be Xuan Feng!
She turned around and saw that Xia Fuan's shoulder was bloody and bloody, blood was gushing, and her heart suddenly tightened. But he didn't even look at the wound. Instead, he held his hand around her waist tighter and tighter, as if he was still afraid that she was the one who got hurt.
Su Li turned to Yang Zhen and shouted: "Uncle! You..."
Yang Zhen looked at the blood stained on his hands and was stunned. Su Li suddenly rushed over just now, and he was caught off guard. Fortunately, the fake Xuan Feng blocked her. Otherwise, what happened to Su Li? How could he be worthy of his sister? !
"Ah Li, for the sake of an outsider, you actually fight against me? Do you still have me as your uncle in your eyes?" Yang Zhen's face turned pale and he asked sharply in disbelief.
Su Li tore off a piece of her sleeve and covered the wound on Xia Fuan's shoulder, feeling deep sadness and disappointment in her heart. She looked at Yang Zhen and sighed: "Blood and family ties are constantly separated. You are my uncle, and this will never change. However, I must distinguish between right and wrong! Xia Fu'an is obeying my orders, and my uncle must If you kill people and silence them, will you not even let me go?"
The dark eyes revealed the sadness deep in her heart. Such eyes made Yang Zhen remember the situation when her sister was taken away when she was a child. The sadness and grief were indescribable.
. His heart trembled slightly, with a touch of softness. He couldn't help but take a step back and said firmly: "What nonsense are you talking about? You are my sister's only descendant left in this world. How could my uncle hurt you!"
Su Li's eyes moved slightly but did not speak.
Yang Zhen suddenly sighed: "Ali, everything in this world has its own cycle of cause and effect. If your mother had not left back then, my uncle would not have..." At this point, he suddenly paused and took a deep breath. "Ah Li, your mother is gone. I am the person you love most in this world! As long as you and I join hands, no one can do anything to us!" When he said the last sentence, his eyes filled with hope. , waiting with bated breath for her reply.
Su Li said: "Uncle, I have never been hostile to you, but if what you do goes against justice, Ah Li will never agree."
She would never be confused about right and wrong.
"I... can pretend that what happened today never happened. I just hope that my uncle will think twice before doing anything to embarrass Ah Li again!" Her tone was firm and her meaning was clear, leaving no room for discussion.
Yang Zhen's heart slowly sank, and the hope and softness seemed to gradually disappear with her firm posture. He looked deeply at Su Li, his eyes cold and unpredictable, as if he were looking at a stranger. In the end, without saying a word, he wanted to walk down the mountain.
"How can we pretend that what has happened has never happened?!" A lazy, but cold voice suddenly came from behind the three of them.
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I'm sorry that it took so long to update, and even more sorry that I cannot guarantee future updates. I just recently submitted the manuscript for the second part to the publishing company. I updated it without consulting them. I don’t know if I will be held responsible! Alas, no matter what, I try to update once a week. When this part is updated, I will have to stop for a while because the third part has not been written yet.
Poor health is one thing. This article has almost wiped out all my passion and enthusiasm. Maybe I have entered a period of article writing fatigue, and it is particularly difficult to write articles. I am working hard to adjust my state.
I am very grateful to those who are still waiting, supporting and understanding me today. I am very touched by you! Without you, even if I signed a contract with a publishing house, I might not be able to continue writing. thank you all!