Boom!

A muffled thunder fell from the sky, and there was a heavy rainstorm. The storm came suddenly, and the wind howled in.

The windows squeaked and the candles flickered violently.

The lightning storm made Lin Qingbai's face pale, and all the fear and darkness were like a flood, overwhelming him and drowning him.

Lin Qingbai stood there for a long time, then stepped forward step by step with difficulty, and took out the wooden box from the dark cabinet with trembling fingers.

The wooden box was opened, and it was full of letters and booklets.

Lin Qingbai's fingertips were cold, and his arms were too stiff to move. His fingers were clenched into fists. He took out a letter and opened it until his fingertips recovered some heat.

Above, Xi Anqiujin's notes suddenly appeared.

——Shangyuan Lantern Festival, Xu Shi, Yuan Shangshu, killed.

-yes.

Lin Qingbai's heart was suddenly hit hard by a giant hammer, his flesh was bloody, his heart was cracked, he felt suffocated, his mouth was slightly opened, and his chest heaved violently.

The word "kill" was reflected in Lin Qingbai's eyes, which gradually turned blood red, reminding him of that day.

Yuan Shangshu greeted Lin Qingbai with a smile on his face, elegant and gentle, and walked to the riverside with his wife and son under the lights of the Lantern Festival.

at last........

In the end, the whole family fell in a pool of blood, with hideous faces, and they were dying. The three-year-old child cried and cried, but he never saw his parents again.

Lin Qingbai didn't believe it.

This is impossible.......

How can this be!

Xi An is the child he picked up, and Xi An has been with him since he was six years old!All the good and bad are taught by Lin Qingbai.

Lin Qingbai taught Xi An to be kind, to be honest, and to be kind.

It was he who watched Xi An grow up little by little, and under his teaching, he became the great general who is now indomitable.

At the age of six, Xi An was still very naughty, he was ignorant!Don't know the rules!

He can't read and write.

He doesn't even know how to use chopsticks to eat, but grabs the food with his hands and devours it like a little monkey.

Even when he saw the broth, he would rush over to drink it, his mouth was full of oil, wipe his mouth with his dirty sleeve, and then tell Lin Qingbai that he had never eaten such a delicious thing, can heLet him drink another bowl.

Only those refugees who can't eat enough will do this!

Only they do!

Lord Xiahou is a royal family with a high status in Luyang City, and his family is even richer than the Yunwang Mansion, so his children are naturally golden branches and jade leaves, dragons and phoenixes among people.

How could Xi An be the legitimate son of Lord Xiahou's family...

Something must have gone wrong!Something must have gone wrong!

At this point, Lin Qingbai suddenly didn't believe it anymore, and he began to rummage through those letters frantically, trying to find other evidence.

In case these are the evidence collected by Xi An in the Chacangmen case.

In case there is a misunderstanding.

 …

Boom!

Another thunderstorm resounded throughout the palace.

Lin Qingbai turned out all the letters in the wooden box, and the white paper was blown around by the wind outside the window, like winter snow, and Lin Qingbai sat in the snow, his eyes were red as if he coulddripping blood.

all are......

all of them.......

In the letter, Xi An wrote down the time when the official who was killed passed the mountain road, the address of the official to be killed, and the time when the gunpowder depot was on duty......

Cases committed by the Cangmen, one after another, are all contained in these letters.

Each letter is Xi'an's notes.

He ordered to kill, and the people over there replied yes.

Every letter is like this!Every letter is!

And in the last letter, the people there called Xi An——Xiao Houye.

 …

Little Lord.......

The young master of the Xia family......

Lin Qingbai stared blankly at those letters for a long time, and suddenly began to laugh.

His smiling eyes were red, his shoulders trembled, and the letter paper floated out of Lin Qingbai's fingers and slowly fell to the ground.

Suddenly he remembered the first time he met Xi'an.

Under the temple, covered with snow, he rescued an emaciated child.

The child was carrying a broken bun full of dirt in his hand, and followed Lin Qingbai all the way. When Lin Qingbai turned his head, the child stopped cautiously and looked at him with clear eyes.

That look softened Lin Qingbai's heart.

Lin Qingbai tilted the oil-paper fan in his hand and asked him, "Where are your parents?"

The child bit his lower lip and whispered, "I was brought up by my elder sister, and I have never met my parents..."

"Where is your sister?"

"I starved to death the other day..."

"May I have your name?"

"I... have no name...."

 …

He said he had never seen his parents.

He said he didn't have a name.

It's ridiculous, the young master of Xia Mansion said that he had never met his parents, and that he had no name.

Outside the hall, the wind and rain were blowing, the wind whistling, and the rain pouring down.

The letters in the hall were blown all over the sky, and a bolt of lightning flashed, shining on Lin Qing's paper-colored face.

There were many benevolent people who were giving porridge in the temple back then, but Xi An was willing to let go of all his grudges and guards and follow Lin Qingbai.

At that time, Lin Qingbai naively felt that this child was destined for him, and never suspected that he brought this child home, put him by his side, and raised him himself.

But he never thought, since there were so many benevolent people back then, why did Xi An follow him willingly?!

Since there were so many people giving porridge that day, Xi An was going to steal that half of the steamed stuffed bun, and was beaten black and blue in front of Lin Qingbai?!

And why is it that the servant girl stepped forward to help him, but he just looked at Lin Qingbai knowingly?

Now that think about it, how can there be any ghost fate......

It's just because Xi'an has long known that Lin Qingbai is Lord Yun, the place closest to the imperial power.

Amazing.

The young master of the Xia family, the eldest son of Lord Xia, really got the true biography of Lord Xia.

Amazing!

Lin Qingbai's black hair hung down his shoulders, he looked at the white paper all over the floor with a smile, and tremblingly stroked Xi An's handwriting in the letter with his fingertips.

During the three years of Xi'an's battle, those handwritings that once made him extremely kind, those handwritings that were full of tenderness and caring, are now like ghosts, rushing from the darkness, strangling Lin Qingbai by the throat,Said to him without the slightest emotion—"Kill...kill...kill..."

Boom!Boom!

Two thunderbolts blew out the only candle in the room. Sitting alone in the room, Lin Qingbai suddenly felt so cold that even if he was thrown into the fire, it would not warm him at all..

His hands were cold, his feet were cold, his shoulders were cold, and his heart was so cold.

He shrunk himself into a ball, hugging his knees tightly with his hands, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes and slipping into his collar.

twelve years.

Twelve years.......

Fake.

The meeting is fake, the relationship is fake, even Xi An...is fake.

All are fake.

It was raining heavily, it was already late at night, there was no one on the road, the rain was hitting the ground, the sound of rain was everywhere, and there was no other sound.

Zhou Shilang walked on the road holding an oil-paper umbrella, the umbrella in his hand was shaken by the wind, and the rain kept falling on him.

Another gust of wind.

Zhou Shilang wiped the rainwater off his face, sighed, and threw

He dropped the tattered oil-paper umbrella that was blown in his hand, and walked forward quickly in the rain.

Suddenly a big hand covered his mouth tightly from behind.

Zhou Shilang's eyes widened suddenly, before he could struggle, he saw the man behind him wave his hand at his neck.

A cold light flashed, and it cut his throat neatly.

The blood flew out in an instant, and fell into the rain in the form of jets.

Zhou Shilang's eyes popped out, and there was a faltering sound in his throat.

In just a few seconds, he softened his body and fell into the rain with his eyes dim.

At the same time, the gate of Liu Shangshu's mansion was closed tightly, and there were continuous screams, which were buried in the sound of the majestic rain, and the blood washed down the grass along the heavy rain.

In the end, the screams gradually dispersed in the rain and could not be heard anymore.

Holding two books in his hands, Liu Shangshu stumbled forward in the alley.

His hair was messy, his face was covered with blood, his running legs were limp, and he fell to the ground with a plop, struggling to stand up in a hurry.

A few men in black at the entrance of the alley quickly followed.

There were eight people in total. They were carrying blood-dripping scimitars, wearing black night gowns, and black face scarves on their faces. They almost melted into the dark rainy night behind them.

Liu Shangshu held the book tightly in his arms.

Sitting on the ground, he kept stepping back, shaking his voice, and shouted heart-piercingly: "I know! I know everything! Let your master come out to see me! I have something to say!"

"Let your master come out to see me!"

"I have something to say!!!"

At this time, the men in black turned sideways one after another, slowly making way for them.

A man came out from the rain. He was tall and thin, wearing a brown rain cape and a big bamboo hat. He couldn't see his eyebrows clearly in the dark, and the rain kept hitting the cape, making a crisp sound.

He walked to Liu Shangshu step by step in the rain. Although he was not equipped with a sword, he exuded an aura that was a hundred times stronger than those around him.

Liu Shangshu supported the rainy ground with his hands, and unconsciously moved his body back.

The man walked up to Liu Shangshu, raised his hand and lifted the bamboo hat, looked at Liu Shangshu and said in a leisurely voice: "Liu Shangshu, long time no see."

The rainy night was too dark, Liu Shangshu raised his head desperately, trying to see that person's face.

A bolt of lightning struck, illuminating the man's face.

Liu Shangshu's eyes suddenly widened, almost cracking at the corners of his eyes. He raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at that person and said, "It really is you...it really is you..."

"It really is you!!!"

Liu Shangshu roared: "Xi'an! Why did our family offend you? Why did you put me to death!!!"

He hammered the ground in pain, tears fell down, his eyes were red like blood, and shouted: "My wife! My child! My child is not yet ten years old! Why do you want to punish them?"To death! Why did you kill them!"

"Who the hell are you! Why are you so cruel!!!"

Xi An stood condescendingly in the rain and said with a smile: "What offended me? I heard you say that you participated in the extermination of the Xia family, so do you have the blood of the Xia family on your hands? Have you ever stepped on the blood of the Xia family?"Corpse? Have you ever swung a knife to kill members of the Xia family? When you dragged my elder sister behind the horse, did you ever think that she was not yet ten years old?!"

After finishing speaking, Xi An's eyes sharpened, he raised his foot and kicked Liu Shangshu, stepped him on the ground, put the knife on his neck, he gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Tit for tat, you deserve it!"

Liu Shangshu couldn't breathe from the trampled chest. He struggled twice in the rain, and the sadness and anger just now could no longer be expressed.

The rain kept hitting his face, and he couldn't even open his eyes. He said in a difficult voice: "I only told Lord Yun about this, you are eavesdropping outside..."

Xi An chuckled: "Why do you eavesdrop, I'm sensitive to all five senses, so what you said naturally fell into my ears."

After talking about Xi'an, he didn't talk nonsense, and he was going to kill him when he lifted the knife.

Seeing the cold light in his hand, Liu Shangshu struggled to get up with all his might

The son, desperately loudly said: "If you kill me now, you are not afraid of what your master will think of you when he knows that you are from the Cangmen! Will he kill you in hatred?!"

When Xi An heard the words, he really stopped the movements in his hands.

He lowered his body and looked at Liu Shangshu very close, his eyes were as dark and silent as this bottomless night, which was daunting.

Suddenly Xi'an sneered and said, "He killed me? Do you think he killed me? Or...is he willing to kill me..."

After speaking, Xi An lifted Liu Shangshu's chin with his sword, Liu Shangshu's jaw trembled in fright, and he couldn't say a word.

I saw the blade turn slightly.

Hot blood spurted out.

In the middle of the night, when the rain became heavier, Xi An returned to the palace.

Just now Liu Shangshu's family was killed, the most correct way for Xi An at present is to find an inconspicuous residence and wait until the weather is calm before coming out.

But every time Xi An killed someone, smelling the killing breath, the blood all over his body was screaming and boiling, which made him irritable, and he wanted to kill a few more people uncontrollably.

At this time, only by returning to the palace can he gradually calm down this bloodthirsty mood.

At this time, the night was too late, and the gate of the palace was closed.

Xi An walked behind the wall of the palace, threw the blood-stained coir raincoat and bamboo hat into the alley, ran two steps in the rain, and flew lightly onto the wall.

The lights in the palace had already been turned off.

Xi An walked back to his dormitory in the darkness, the whole way was silent, but when he stepped into the courtyard, he suddenly stopped.

Xi An looked around vigilantly, turned his palm over, revealing the hidden weapon in his hand, a flying knife with a cold light.

In the sound of torrential rain, there was no one around in the courtyard, only the endless night.

Xi An slowed down his pace, walked to the front of the hall step by step, raised his hand and pushed the door of the hall open.

There was a creaking sound from the door, and the hall was completely dark, and nothing else could be seen.

Xi An walked softly inside, when suddenly he stepped on something.

He paused, slowly raised his feet, and lowered his eyes to look down.

There was a piece of letter paper on the ground, the ink on it had already been smeared by the rain, making it impossible to discern the handwriting, but even so, Xi An's face turned cold for an instant.

At the same time, there was a soft sound from the other side of the hall.

Xi An turned around and shouted, "Who!"

Before he finished speaking, the lancet in his sleeve flew out at a gallop.

Another flash of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating half of the night sky.

In that cold moment, Xi An saw clearly that it was Lin Qingbai who was sitting in front of the table. He was covered in white clothes and looked at him expressionlessly.

Even if the sharp lancet that could cut mud flew towards his face, Lin Qingbai's expression remained unchanged, and he did not back down, but slowly closed his eyes.

Xi An's pupils shrank, his face changed suddenly, and he shouted: "Master!"

In the next second, Xi An rushed up in two steps, dodged, and threw himself on Lin Qingbai.

Then there was a snort, and the lancet was inserted squarely into Xi'an's right shoulder.

The two fell to the ground one after another, and Xi An pressed heavily on Lin Qingbai.

The blood on his shoulders flew out, but Xi An didn't seem to feel the pain at all. He was afraid of hurting Lin Qingbai, so he immediately put his hands on his sides and straightened up, looking at Lin Qingbai eagerly and asking: "Master, do you have any pain?"nothing..."

The voice behind stopped abruptly.

The distance between the two was very close, and Xi'an could clearly see Lin Qingbai's beautiful eyes, which should have been looking at him with gentle eyes, but now they were as cold as ice.

Lin Qingbai asked him coldly: "Who are you?"

Xi An's hand supporting the ground tightened suddenly, so hard that the bone burst out from the back of the hand.

"You are Xia Jingyang..."

Lin Qingbai's voice was low and hoarse, and her eyes were filled with heart-piercing pain and helplessness, and her eyes gradually turned red.

Xi An was silent for a long time again, and under Lin Qingbai's bone-piercing gaze, he actually felt something in his heart.

A feeling never felt before.

He couldn't tell what it was like, it made him hesitate and hesitate.

He has always been daring, but this time he subconsciously avoided Lin Qingbai's gaze, did not answer Lin Qingbai's question, but slowly sat up straight, turned around and lit the candle on the table.

Once the candle was lit, the surroundings became more real.

The closet by the wall was wide open, and the dark cabinet was also found.

Letter paper was scattered all over the floor, and the heavy rain came in through the open door, sticking the letter paper to the ground wetly. The room that was originally clean was now in a mess.

Every letter scattered on the ground is every order of Xi An, and every human life stained red with blood.

Candles sway in the wind.

"You killed these people, didn't you..." Lin Qingbai continued to ask.

Since Lin Qingbai has seen it all, Xi An has nothing to say.

Xi An replied with a deep voice: "Yes."

"What else do you want?"

"..."

"Want the entire Fu Dynasty?"

"..."

Looking at Xi An's silent face, Lin Qingbai's heart sank into the mud little by little.

He bit his lower lip tightly, bleeding out from his lower lip, the blood stained his lip, and the pain in his lip made his head go numb, but the pain was still not one ten thousandth of the pain in his heart.

He was about to suffocate in pain.

But even so, he still wanted to wait for Xi An's answer.

Only when Xi An said the answer himself, the long sword hanging over his heart could fall down, stab him to death with one sword, and he would no longer have to suffer.

Xi An replied: "Yes."

Lin Qingbai closed his eyes tremblingly, and said to Xi An word by word for a while, "I am not your master..."

Xi An, who had been indifferent until now, shrank his pupils suddenly when he heard these words.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Qingbai for a long time, then asked, "Why?"

"..."

Xi An didn't get the answer, so he became a little anxious, his eyes were bloodshot red, he stared at Lin Qingbai and continued to ask: "Master, why?!"

"..."

Xi An leaned forward and asked tentatively: "Master, are you afraid that if I overthrow the emperor, you will no longer be a prince?"

"Don't worry, Master, I can give it to you!"

"If I ascend the throne, I can give you any power and position!"

"The current emperor doubts you, but I don't!"

"Master, I will give you whatever you want at that time! At that time, no one dares to order us! No one can make us kneel down! No one can separate us! Isn't that good?!"

Every word of Xi An's promise was like a knife, cutting Lin Qingbai's heart.

At the end, Xi An suddenly lowered his voice again, grabbed Lin Qingbai's hand, and asked cautiously as if pleading: "Master, even so, would you still blame me....”

Now Xi An is just like when he was a child, wanting to ask for a favorite doll, pitifully revealing his big black eyes, like a puppy, full of pleading.

Lin Qingbai would always soften in his clear eyes and finally compromise.

But this time Lin Qingbai clenched his teeth, staring at Xi An with red eyes that seemed to contain blood.

"I don't want any of these." Lin Qingbai withdrew his hand from Xi'an, and said in a stern voice: "This country belongs to the Bai family, it belongs to the emperor, why are you still obsessed with it!"

Xi Ankongxuan's hands trembled, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

"...Stubbornly obsessed?"

He repeated this sentence in a low voice, and asked back: "Master, I don't understand, where is my obsession?"

"Master, which imperial court did not step on the bones to rise to power? Didn't your Bai family also climb up on the bones? Why are they right? I am wrong! Where is my obsession?

inside?"

Lin Qingbai's hands were clenched into fists. He was choked up by Xi An's words, and he said angrily: "It was a troubled time back then! The family and country were broken up, the emperor was fatuous and incompetent, and troubled times would rise.The law of change, but now, Haiyan Heqing, the emperor is a generation of Mingjun! This is how many years of guarding the border, stepping on the bones of the ancestors in exchange for it! And you? You want to break this prosperous world!The flames of war that want to be disturbed are rising again, and the people are in dire straits! Let me ask you, are you doing it for the people? Or for yourself!"

Lin Qingbai had never spoken in such a loud voice. After he finished speaking, the hall was silent, and the candle flickered between the two of them.

The dim warm light reflected on Xi An's face with profound features, but Xi An suddenly smiled, and he said in a flat voice: "...those people back then regarded my life as an ant, and their life is so important to me.What am I doing? I'm only doing it for myself."

Lin Qingbai trembled from his anger, raised his hand and slapped Xi An on the face.

For so many years, Lin Qingbai has never hit Xi'an like this.

This time Lin Qing's white fan was extremely heavy, his hands were hanging by his side, his palms were burning hot, and his fingertips were trembling.

Xi An's slapped eyes were dark and silent, and he turned his face sideways without saying a word.

However, Lin Qingbai's eyes were red with pain, and he cursed in a low voice: "Rebellious officials and thieves, wolf ambitions...I taught you...a minister must have the world and the people in his heart!Your family did something wrong back then, you were a traitor, so what about you now... Do you want the whole world to be buried for your Xia family!"

Xi An's face instantly became red and swollen, his eyes were gloomy, and he said in a low voice after a while: "The Xia family is originally a traitor...... so Master, you, like everyone else, think that the Xia family should be killed.Should I have no father or mother? Should I also die in that dispute?"

Xi An's voice was not loud, but his words were eloquent. Lin Qingbai was stabbed in the heart suddenly, and he didn't know how to respond.

Xi An slowly raised his head, he looked at Lin Qingbai, with blood-red ruthlessness in his eyes, and continued: "What is loyalty?! What is flattery?! What is traitor?! What is wolf ambition?! What is rebellious minister?A thief?! Back then, our Xia family was wiped out, and blood was spilled all over the entire city of Liyang, from the eighty-year-old to the child in his arms. They carried my aunt's head and hung it on the city wall.The lives of the whole family are being laughed at by the world, but now Master thinks it deserves it!"

"Why didn't anyone tell them at that time, to be kind! To be merciful! To be forgiving and forgiving!"

"Everyone in the world thinks they are right! Does it mean that as long as I win this game! Does it mean that as long as I step on the throne! Those who were killed by me deserve it?!"

Lin Qingbai looked at Xi An's bloody eyes, and his fingers dug out blood marks on his palm, and the blood seeped into his nails, but he couldn't even feel the slightest pain.

He looked at Xi An in front of him, only in a daze and a trance.

Lin Qing couldn't tell for a while, who is he?

It was Xi'an who was kind and gentle in front of him, who took the risk to retrieve stray dogs from the mountains......

It's still the current Xi'an who deceived him, lied to him, with blood on his hands, like a madman, who still refuses to repent...

Lin Qingbai didn't understand that the children who were brought up by him and taught to read little by little back then would become like this.

At the very end, what Xi An thought, knew, and felt all ran counter to him.

Half a point can't be up to him......

There were tears in Lin Qingbai's eyes, he looked at Xi'an dumbly, opened his mouth, but just felt speechless.

In the end he closed his eyes, and the others didn't want to say a word, but said in a hoarse voice: "Even if they are wrong, it is irreparable...I have written your identity in the letter,It was handed over to one of my secret envoys, as long as I give an order, the letter will be handed over to the emperor at any time..."

Lin Qingbai said that the Adam's apple rolled here, and continued with a difficult voice: "If you turn around now, there is still time."

Lin Qingbai is soft-hearted after all, even though he has been investigating the case of Cangmen all along, he hates Cangmen deeply.

Even if he knew Xi An's identity

, know that Xi An has been lying to him all the time, and know the evil that Xi An has in his hands.

But that person is Xi An......

He still wants him to change.

When Xi An heard this sentence, his eyes turned cold. He looked at Lin Qingbai in disbelief, and asked, "Master, are you going to tell the emperor about this?"

"..."

"If you tell the emperor, I will be beheaded and you will be implicated. Even so, will Master still face the emperor?"

Lin Qingbai bit her lower lip tightly and said, "If you did something wrong, you will be punished."

Xi An's eyes became colder, and his eyes no longer had the half-moment of innocence, but a sinking bottomless abyss.

He straightened up slowly, and stared at Lin Qingbai coldly for a long time, then suddenly he lowered his head and laughed, "Master is truly selfless and ruthless."

"...."

"It's just that I'm not as good as my master. I was born into a royal family, and I was raised by thousands of people. When I was six years old, I was the only one who was confiscated. I can't do self-sacrifice like my master."

After finishing speaking, the smile on Xi An's face suddenly sank, and he raised his hand to clap twice.

A few black figures suddenly flashed in the rain outside the hall, and then a man in black appeared in the rain.

He was carrying a person in his hand. The person's body was limp, and his lower body was lying in the rain, as if he was dragging a dead body into the hall.

Lin Qingbai looked at the person who was dragged on the ground, his body trembled, his whole body was cold and stiff.

 …

Everyone knows that Prince Yun is good at planning. He has been wary of everyone around him and doubted all the ministers in the court.

But he never guarded against his little apprentice——Xi An.

When Xi An was young, Lin Qingbai taught him the art of war and the art of luring the enemy.

And he never expected that Xi An would use all of these on him...

Xi An waved his hand, and the man in black dragged the man on the ground to his side.

The person dragged on the ground was already covered in scars from the beating, his head was hanging down weakly, his face was hard to discern, his mouth was slightly open, blood was constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, and there was a sword scar on his chest, which tore through his clothes.Bloody.

Xi An raised his hand, clamped the man's chin, turned his face so injured that he could barely see his true face to Lin Qingbai's eyes, and asked, "Master, is this your secret envoy?"

"...."

Xi An raised his eyebrows, took out a letter from the man's pocket, and asked Lin Qingbai: "Master, is this your secret letter?"

"..."

Looking at Lin Qingbai's red and surprised eyes, Xi An smiled, holding the letter between his middle finger and index finger, and placed it under the candle under Lin Qingbai's dazed gaze.

The candle was lit on the paper, and a beam of flame suddenly lit up between Lin Qingbai and Xi An, illuminating Lin Qingbai's pale cheeks, and also illuminating Xi An's gloomy face.

It wasn't until the piece of paper burned to ashes and the fire went out that Xi'an got closer, smiled and said softly to Lin Qingbai: "Master, I want to tell you what happened today, and you can't stop what I want now."

After speaking, Xi An's eyes sharpened, and he shouted outside: "Come here!"

Not long after, the commander of the guards of the palace strode in. Without even looking at Lin Qingbai, he saluted Xi An respectfully and said, "General Xi."

Xi An looked at Lin Qingbai, and gave orders in a cold voice: "Lord Yun is not feeling well recently. He has contracted typhoid fever and needs to recuperate in the mansion. To prevent infection, no one in Prince Yun's mansion is allowed to step out of the mansion from now on! If anyone dares to disobey my order, don’t ask for instructions, just kill Wushe directly!”

"Yes, General Xi!"

Lin Qingbai looked at the scene in front of him, and suddenly laughed softly, his eyes were red and the corners of his eyes were moist.

He has always been self-consciously smart and counts the heavens and the earth, but he didn't know when Xi An had already put every force around him under his control, and drained all his power and positions.Juezhong has long since become a nothing

Empty shell.

This is Prince Yun's Mansion, but the leader of Prince Yun's Mansion actually regards Xi'an as his master.

But he was imprisoned in the mansion, and he couldn't control his every move.

Lin Qingbai's fingers were hanging down his body, and the fingertips were tightly wrapped around a silk thread on the mat, causing his fingers to be bruised and swollen, causing bursts of pain.

When Xi An waved his sleeves and was about to leave, Lin Qingbai suddenly stopped laughing, and said in a low voice: "...you have been conspiring to approach me all this time, since you were six years old, right??”

Xi An paused, and replied in a deep voice: "Yes."

Even though he already knew the answer, Lin Qingbai still wanted to ask a little more clearly: "You use me, your marriage, and Princess Min... what else in this world can't you use?"of?"

"No."

Lin Qingbai lowered his head, smiled lowly and said, "Okay, okay...you are courageous and resourceful, and you deserve to be a good apprentice I taught you."

Xi An walked out of the hall with a cold face, but suddenly stopped when he was about to step out of the hall door.

His slender figure was reflected in the heavy rain of the night, his hands clenched tightly into fists, as if trying to hold back something.

After a while like this, he suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Since you know the tragedy of the past, why didn't you ask how I survived..."

Lin Qingbai was taken aback.

Xi An didn't wait for Lin Qingbai's answer, but strode into the rain.

Lin Qingbai sat in front of the table for a long time, so long that he saw water dripping on the table.

He wiped his eyes, covered his face with his hands, and cried uncontrollably.