Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 1014 Name Liuli

Chapter 1021 Name Liuli
Huan Zicheng was used to Huan Daofei's attitude.

He stood in front of the window for a while, looked at Huan Daofei, and saw that his father was no longer the slanted mouth and eyes of some time ago, and looked more energetic, but his complexion was still ugly. Haggard, with wrinkled skin on the back of his hands.

"Father is well." Huan Zicheng bowed slightly, his voice was still as cold as before.

Huan Daofei looked at him fixedly, opened his mouth and said a word: "Get lost!"

His voice was very soft, as if he couldn't make a louder sound.And when he uttered this word, he also seemed to be working extremely hard, it took him a long time to close his open mouth, and veins appeared on his forehead.

"I need to ask my father about some old things." Unmoved at all, Huan Zicheng turned around and set foot on the platform, and walked into the house.

It was very warm in Xici's room, the whole ground dragon was burned, even if Huan Daofei opened the window to the maximum, the room was still warm in spring.

Huan Zicheng took off his cloak and gave it to the dumb slave, and then sat on an armchair behind Huan Daofei, while the dumb slave stood behind him.

Huan Daofei didn't turn his head back, but he chuckled loudly and said in an extremely unsteady voice, "Coward... little... ghost..."

Three words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat. After he finished speaking, he gasped heavily, obviously very tired.

Huan Zicheng didn't answer, he just took out something from his sleeve and handed it to the mute slave: "Show it to father."

The dumb slave stepped forward to take the thing, put it on the window sill in front of Huan Daofei, and then returned to the original place.

From Huan Daofei's throat came the sound of breathing like a bellows.

Panting for breath, he raised his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to shake off the thing on the window sill.

However, when his sight touched that thing, he raised his hand, and suddenly it was fixed in mid-air.

At that moment, his hunched body trembled like a dead branch swept by the gust of wind, and he kept pointing his head down, as if he wanted to take a closer look at the things in front of him.

"You...are...from...where..." The hoarse and unpleasant voice pierced one's eardrums like sand.

Huan Zicheng put his hands on the black lacquer table beside him, his face was as usual: "Zhao Guo, hidden hall."

"Yin...Yin...Tang?" Even though it was extremely difficult to pronounce the words, Huan Daofei's final sound was raised, which should be asking Huan Zicheng, what is the hidden hall.

Huan Zicheng understood what he meant very well, so he said unhurriedly: "The Yintang is a mysterious organization established by the remnants of the former Qin Dynasty. It is in Zhao State. They seem to be related to the things you saw, but Yintang Almost all the people in the hall who knew the reason of this incident have died. That's why I came to ask my father, do you know this thing?" After a pause, he smiled lightly: "If my father hates me, I should treat him as the Huan family. The most important thing. If this game is not broken, I, Huan, may repeat the same mistakes."

Huan Daofei didn't speak.

If Huan Zicheng stood in front of the window, he would find that when his father looked down at the thing, the expression on his face suddenly softened.

"It turns out...it turns out...it's...her again..." The sighing voice resounded in this winter dusk, and it was indescribably desolate.

"Who is he?" Huan Zicheng asked, but his tone was not urgent. As he spoke, he pointed his finger on the case and tapped rhythmically. This object appeared before, but His Majesty did not pursue it later. Thinking about it now, His Majesty asked his father about it at that time, and I think that his father may have known about this object. Besides, the Second Highness conspired against him When the incident happened, my son found this thing again from the Guangming Palace, so my father really knows the origin of this thing, right?"

This time, Huan Daofei did not express any resistance.

He closed his eyes with difficulty, and a blurry and beautiful face suddenly appeared in his mind.

That was really a long time ago.

After the crown prince was assassinated, when he saw this object in the hands of Emperor Zhongyuan, he also had a brief shock.

But then he was relieved again.Because he could tell at a glance that it was a fake, not the old one of the person he was familiar with.

But at this moment, Huan Zicheng placed another fake in front of his eyes.

Huan Daofei let out a long sigh.

Ruyan's past, he really didn't want to mention it anymore.

It was the ugliest scar deep in his heart. Even if he died, he didn't want to tell anyone, let alone the eldest son he never liked.

It's just that he always has to mention a few things that should be mentioned.

Just like what Huan Zicheng said, this is a matter of Huan's survival after all, he, the former Duke Huan, can't really ignore it.

Huan Daofei lowered his head slightly and stared at the thing for a long time. After a long while, he sighed again and said intermittently: "Back then... Prince Jing... had a daughter named... Princess Liuli... ..."

The north wind whistled low and blew across the smoky small courtyard. Huan Daofei's voice seemed to be swept up and thrown down by the wind, and it was hard to distinguish in his ears.

"Gululu", the new wind rushed, and suddenly swept the thing on the window sill to the ground, and landed on the thick green felt.

It was a pure white seal stone. When it fell on the green felt, it looked like a little snow trace on the moss, which was very eye-catching.

The dumb slave's eyes stopped on the seal, and his face was momentarily gloomy.

On the seal was engraved a phoenix bird bathing in fire, looking up to the sky, as if it was singing loudly...

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Mo Buli leaned halfway in front of the couch, looking at the porcelain cup in his hand.

The cup is filled with clear water, but under the contrast of the light, the color is green, like a pot of poison.

He closed his eyes, picked up the porcelain cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

"My lord has suffered." Chen Huigu stood aside, pressed the corners of her eyes with a towel, her voice choked up, "In such a place, I have wronged my lord to suffer such a big crime, and I don't even have a cup of hot tea."

As she said that, she put on the veil again, and said angrily: "Ah Xia is also stupid, if she was asked to go shopping, why didn't she know how to buy some tea? Could it be that she thought she had made meritorious service, so she set up a plan? She seemed to get annoyed more and more as she spoke, raised her eyebrows and said, "It's not her fault alone. In the final analysis, if the lord hadn't arranged for Ah Xi to be a soldier at the gate of the city, how could we escape? It's the lord's credit." is the biggest."

On the night of Shoucheng Palace, it was Axia who delivered the news to Guangming Palace in time, and Mo Buli could hastily arrange the escape route.On the one hand, he informed Du Xiaoqi that he had to come forward to delay the time, and on the other hand, he ordered Ah Xi to open the city gate quietly so that they could escape unscathed.

"It's just a cup of water. It's not that I haven't drunk it. Don't worry, Aunt Hui." Mo Buli handed the tea cup to Chen Huigu, with a gentle expression, and patted her hand: "Axia is still young, and I still want to drink it." Aunt Hui should teach her a lot. Now that we are still here, that's good. As long as we escape these days, we can get up again."

(End of this chapter)