The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Fu Ling'an didn't know either.

So he shook his head.

"I don't know yet."

When he finds out, he will cut it into pieces.

Bai Chuanlin's voice was cold and stern.

"I don't know?"

Fu Ling'an raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes filled with cold silence.

"It doesn't matter who Yan Bao's father is, she is my sister's flesh and blood! The reason why I came all the way to Nanxiang is to avenge my sister!"

Having said this, a bloodthirsty sneer appeared at the corner of Fu Ling'an's mouth.

"Shirakawa Rin, what about you? How many years have you been married? You..."

Bai Chuanlin's eyes were colder than Fu Ling'an's, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"The person I love has always been Awan!"

How could Fu Ling'an think that he would fall in love with an impostor who killed Awan?

he asked coldly.

"Fu Ling'an, who do you think I am? What do you think my feelings are?"

What the fake Awan deceived was the feelings of him, the king of a country!

Toying with him, the king of a country, to applause... How dare Fu Ling'an think that he has feelings for the fake Awan?

"Fu Ling'an, let me tell you, without Awan, she is nothing!"

The bloodthirsty sneer at the corner of Fu Ling'an's mouth was a little more weird.

"Since you like my sister so much, they are twins. Even if you knew that your sister was killed by her, you never thought of letting her live?"

"That face..." Fu Ling'an's voice suddenly became extremely cold, "It must be very similar to my sister!"

As a man, Fu Ling'an would naturally prepare for the worst!

Baichuan Rin did not hesitate to speak out.

What he said instantly angered Fu Ling'an.

"I want Yanbao!"

Fu Ling'an looked at him as if he were a fool.

"It's not dark yet and you're already dreaming?"

Shirakawa Rin insisted.

He has handsome features and firm eyes that cannot be refused.

"Fu Ling'an, I didn't dream. I will help A-wan get revenge, but I also want Yanbao! If not for that impostor, Yanbao should be my and A-wan's child!"

Fu Ling'an was silent.

Because my sister did praise Shirakawa Rin to her face a long time ago.

She even said that as long as she is here, Beiyuan and Nanxiang will always be able to form an alliance in the future and be able to defend against the enemy together. In the future, they will definitely be able to tear apart Xixuan first and become evenly matched with Donghuang.

But is Yanbao willing?

She had never even met Shirakawa Rin.

When Yan Bao was in danger, Baichuan Rin and the impostor were in love with each other, you and me!

Fu Ling'an completely ignored that Bai Chuanlin was also kept in the dark. He just wanted to protect Yan Bao.

"Wait until you see Yan Bao!"

Shirakawa Rin: "Where is Yanbao?"

Fu Ling'an frowned.

"She is in Donghuang."

Shirakawa Rin was slightly shocked.

"Why is she in Donghuang? Since you know that she is not Gu Qilin's child, and since you are coming to Nanxiang, why don't you take her with you, or...send her back to Beiyuan first?"

Fu Ling'an thought of Feng Qingli's eyes with a stern look.

"The Lord of the Eastern Emperor and General Hussar are both her uncles."

Before Shirakawa Rin could question, Fu Lingan explained gloomily.

"After my sister lost her memory, she rescued Mul Ling, the current hussar general of the Eastern Emperor, and she matched her brother and sister. Later, Muling went to the battlefield, and my sister... was taken into the Prime Minister's Mansion by Gu Qilin and became Aunt Mu."

"On the day when Master Mu Ling returned to the court, my sister was beaten to death by... Gu Qilin's wife Yang Chaoyun with a stick. Yan Bao also almost died. It was Mul Ling who saved her."

Shirakawa Rin: "..."

The blood on Shirakawa Rin's face disappeared inch by inch, and his handsome and elegant face turned pale.

His body swayed, and he supported the table with one hand to barely stabilize his body.

He lowered his head and dropped his gaze to the ground.

"Awan was... beaten to death by... a stick?"

Awan is the high priest of Tianshu City!

It is an existence that everyone looks up to and awe in!

Even if he is the emperor of a country, he still has to worship him.

In the end... he died under a stick?

Shirakawa Rin pressed her fingers a little harder, and traces of blood soon appeared on the table.

Fu Ling'an wasn't much better.

He took a few steps back and looked up at the beautiful and exquisite beams with empty eyes.

"Yes, Sister A is obviously a being that everyone looks up to, but in the end... she died... then..."

The following words were too serious. He had already said them once and did not have the strength or courage to say them a second time.

The bones of Shirakawa Rin's fingers that were holding the table turned white.

After a while, he slowly raised his head.

The handsome face was still as pale as paper, but the emotions in his eyes were well concealed.

"Fu Ling'an, I want the person who pretends to be Awan to die without a burial place! I want her to stand on the highest point and then fall into the mud! I want her to die in pain millions of times more than Awan, and then be killed by Crushing bones and ashes!"

Fu Ling'an also suppressed all his emotions. He was as sinister and dangerous as when he first arrived.

"Good!"

Rather than killing the impostor directly, it would naturally be better for her to live a life worse than death.

Fu Ling'an suddenly thought of a question.

"Shirakawa Rin, you have been married for three years, why do you still have no children?"

Mentioning the child, Shirakawa Rin's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

It seemed that the anger that he was trying to suppress was almost uncontrollable, but he didn't want to explode in front of Fu Ling'an.

A mocking yet relieved smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Fortunately there are no children."

If you have children...

Even if the fake Awan is killed in the future, can he cruelly kill his own flesh and blood?

But if you keep the child...

That child must be a thorn in his side.

It was a nightmare that he never wanted to see in his life, and it was evidence of his blindness in losing his beloved and dancing with wolves.

Awan cherishes Fu Ling'an who was abandoned by his biological parents...

There is love in her heart.

If he knew that such a child existed, he would definitely not let him kill him.

Even if you keep that child, that child will not be happy in this life.

He will never get the love of his own flesh and blood from his father.

Shirakawa Rin couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Fortunately, there are no children!"

"How wonderful! No children!"

So when he plots against fake Awan, he can be merciless.

How cruel can he be, how cruel can he be?

Fu Ling'an saw that he was a little crazy and said nothing more.

"I am leaving."

Shirakawa Rin ignored him and was still laughing maniacally.

When Fu Ling'an's figure disappeared outside the imperial study like a ghost, he saw Ji Yunqing wearing brocade clothes and a beaded hairpin walking through the corridor and walking towards the imperial study from a distance.

It was so far away, but he would never forget Sister's face.

Fu Ling'an's anger was almost at its peak.

Kill her!

Revenge for my sister!

Do not!

Bad timing!

It may not be able to kill.

It is never a good thing to alert the enemy.

But she deserves to die!

She deserves to be cut into pieces!

There was a battle between heaven and man in Fu Ling'an's mind. Ji Yunqing, who was standing on the long corridor in the distance, suddenly turned his head and looked at the bamboo forest in the distance.

Fu Ling'an disappeared without a trace. The breeze blew by, and the bamboo leaves swayed with the wind, making a rustling sound.

A trace of black air from Ji Yunqing's sleeves fell down her complicated and exquisite sleeves, sticking to the ground and heading towards the bamboo forest at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

There was a banging sound in the imperial study room.

Ji Yunqing's expression changed, she lifted up her skirt and hurried to the imperial study room.

"A Lin!"