The devil has too many vests

After temporarily reaching a cooperation with Bai Lihui, Yan Weilou settled down in Cold Stone City.

He declined the house arranged by Bai Lihui, but chose to live in the only inn in the city. According to him——

"There are so many people here, I only love this noisy scene."

In the best Tianzihao room on the second floor of the inn, the man in white standing against the door said with a smile.

His eyes glanced at the noisy lobby below, and there was a bit of leisure and comfort in the picturesque and distinct eyebrows.

Qi Yue, who personally sent him over, was slightly stunned for a moment, naturally she didn't believe what he said.

To her, it was just an excuse.Most likely, the owner of Xiaoyao still can't trust them, and the inn is well-informed and well-informed, so it is convenient for him to leave if something happens, which is indeed more beneficial to him.It's just that the cost of food and clothing is slightly worse.

She didn't point it out, but left respectfully: "Then I will wrong the landlord. Don't worry, the landlord will have good news in a few days."

The good news that Qi Yue said refers to the assassination that Bai Lihui promised.Although Yan Weilou never took the initiative to ask who was the person who ordered the killer to assassinate him for many years, Bai Lihui still told him.

"Princess Qi..."

Glancing at the blue robes that were wearing away like smoke, the expression of the man in white leaning against the door remained unchanged, but he closed the door little by little, and the smile in his eyes faded little by little.

At the end when the door was closed, as he turned around abruptly, those dark and heavy, clear and cold jet-black pupils finally disappeared through the closed door.It made the Xiao Er who came upstairs subconsciously stop his feet the moment he raised his eyes, and unconscious fear and bewilderment flashed across his face.

"It's Princess Qi."

After closing the door and repeating the words again, Yan Weilou's expression was extremely calm, without any unnecessary emotion.

When he woke up in this world, the first three people he saw, Mr. Shen had been with him for ten years, while Qi Wang and his wife had only been with him for half a month.

Among them, King Qi is majestic and indifferent, serious and unsmiling.On the contrary, that Princess Qi was gentle and loving, and was very considerate of him - because of this, Yan Weilou did not doubt his identity, and really thought that his soul had passed through the amnesiac Prince Qi's son.

Later, when he lived in Shengjing for many years, assassins came to assassinate him almost every month. If it wasn't for Fei Yuwei's secret protection, Yan Weilou would have died many times.But in his previous life, his cultivation base was so low that he didn't realize it at all.If he hadn't been reborn in this world, and the strength of his soul had been greatly increased, he probably wouldn't have discovered this secret.

As for the murderer behind the scenes, Yan Weilou once guessed that it might be King Qi, or the real son of King Qi.Only she never thought it would be Princess Qi.

The prince of Qi hated him for occupying the magpie's nest; the king of Qi could use his life as an excuse to go out of Dayong justifiably and rebelliously... But Princess Qi, what reason can she not kill him?If it weren't for Yan Weilou's shield, her own son would have followed in his footsteps, perhaps he would have been killed by Dayong to sacrifice the flag when King Qi raised his troops.

This is really illogical.

Thinking in his heart, Yan Weilou unconsciously clenched a white porcelain teacup on the table.

"...In this world, being weak is a sin. Therefore, those who are deceived, fooled, and killed are always the weak." A pair of extremely gentle and charming eyes are reflected in the cup, like a February spring breeze blowing across the lake, rippling. Ripples of drunken people, "If you want to hate, you should hate yourself for not being strong enough."

He smiled lowly, staring at the reflection in the cup.

"Didn't I already understand the cruel laws of this world? Why bother to find out why..."

Since someone is the first to attack him, kill him!Do you still have unrealistic fantasies, thinking about the one-sided old relationship, and expecting the other party to have difficulties?

Xiao Wuyi's Yin Jian is not far away, Yan Weilou thinks he is still more sober than him.

Yan Weilou's life was obtained by suffering in Tianyuan for 20 years and using countless lives from hundreds of sects in Shenzhou. It is very precious.If anyone wants it, he must first offer his own life.

So he sat here calmly, waiting for the news of the death of the former mother and concubine, Princess Qi.

The room was silent, with gusts of cold wind blowing outside the window, a bit of icy chill fell on the side of Yan Weilou's face, and then melted away, leaving a little water stain.

He came back to his senses and looked up.

The world is vast, and the distant mountains and near trees are all white.

"……Snowing?"

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"It's snowing! It's snowing!"

Yunzhou County City, Boyang City.Qi Wangfu.

At the moment of the war, the king of Qi was leading the army outside, except for the eldest son who disappeared, the remaining second son was also brought to the army for training.The entire palace is in charge of Princess Qi.

"A lot of snow!"

Voices sounded one after another in the garden, and several little maids dressed in red and green walked through the corridor, pointing at the thick goose feather snow flying in the courtyard, and exclaimed.

A big servant girl with a cold face came over and reprimanded: "Everyone is lazy here, don't remember the rules of the palace? There is a shortage of people to serve the princess, why don't you go!"

She taught earnestly and earnestly: "If you serve the princess well, it will be to your own benefit."

The maids who had been scolded to the point of drooping their heads all calm down and went obediently to Princess Qi's yard.Only the two little maids were left behind, still muttering unwillingly:

"What's so good about the concubine's yard? That's not a good master to serve! After the news of the son, he became more and more troublesome. Three little maids were dragged out in two months."

"Yeah." Another little maid patted her chest in fear, then looked around furiously, and lowered her voice, "You said, the Han Hailing was really taken away by our son? I heard that it seems to be some kind of treasure house." The key contains countless treasures from previous dynasties."

"How did I hear that it's not a treasure from the previous dynasty, but a relic of an ancient sect, with a peerless magical inheritance!"

Suddenly, the two stopped talking at the same time, and they both chose to keep silent.He raised his foot and stepped over a threshold carefully, then walked into Princess Qi's courtyard.

Immediately, at a glance, they saw a small figure kneeling upright in the yard. The head and body were already covered with a layer of white snow. The original clothes could not be seen clearly, and the knees were deeply sunken in the snowflakes.

As if hearing the movement of these people coming in, the man turned his head slightly stiffly, immediately revealing a pale little face that was almost frozen.

This is a girl who is still young, with a thin body like a ten-year-old child, but her expression shows a bit of maturity and determination, making it impossible to tell her age.Her whole body was covered by snow, and she knelt straight in the snow. Her face was so pale that it turned blue, and her pupils were as black as glass.

"Miss made a mistake again?"

"Missy is ignorant today, she burned the concubine's hand when serving tea, please punish me by kneeling for half a day."

"You're so old, and you can get married in two years. Why can't the eldest miss learn the rules well? The daughter of a concubine is really..."

The cynicism spread in low voices, and everyone turned a blind eye to her, and no one dared to approach her.

After all, it's nothing unusual to see this kind of thing too much, and even the heart of gossip fades over time.And those who tried to help her with sympathy also paid the price one by one.

The girl kneeling on the ground remained silent from beginning to end, neither pleading for herself nor refuting.

In the back room, Princess Qi Zhang was sitting in front of the dressing table, staring blankly at the face that was as fresh as a girl in the bronze mirror.

Next to her is her most trusted confidant and nanny, Aunt Wang, combing her hair carefully.

"Miss." Aunt Wang called Princess Qi's address in the boudoir, "That girl has been kneeling outside for more than half an hour, and seeing the snow getting heavier, why not let it go today. It's not good for her if she really freezes to death Confess!"

"Let her go! So what if she freezes to death?" Princess Qi lifted her lips and sneered, confident, "Could it be that the king will divorce me because of this?"

"Without the support of my Zhang family, how can he have the confidence to turn against Dayong and establish himself as the king? If this is the case, it is exactly what I want!"

Her tone of voice was extremely angry: "After all, this throne will not belong to my son in the future. Why do I, the Zhang family, bother to spend money and effort, to fight bloody battles, and to hold the son of that lowly servant girl on the throne in the future!"

Speaking of this, Princess Qi couldn't bear it any longer, and she cried bitterly at the desk: "The son of the lowly maidservant hugs and hugs, goes in and out of the high hall, even that counterfeit enjoys all the luxury and good food. Pity my son who is homeless at such a young age , did not enjoy a day of wealth and honor, and even his biological parents were not allowed to recognize each other..."

Aunt Wang suddenly smiled wryly, and sighed helplessly.

She knew that this matter had become a knot in the heart of her young lady for many years, and it was really difficult for outsiders to resolve it.

This matter started more than ten years ago.

Concubine Qi was born in the Zhang family of Gaomen in Yunzhou. Her family was wealthy, and her father and brother held military power. When she grew up, she married King Qi as her concubine.

But not long after giving birth to her son-in-law, she learned of a plan of King Qi.

It turns out that the king of Qi had a long time ago that he was unwilling to submit to Dayong and be a prince of peace, but before the time came, he could only pretend to be obedient.He had long planned to send his son-in-law to the capital as a hostage in the future to show his loyalty.

However, seeing that his concubine's talent is outstanding, he is an innate Taoist body, and he is likely to break into heaven and man in the future, King Qi's thoughts were shaken-he gave up sacrificing his talented son, and decided to replace his concubine with a concubine.

Therefore, King Qi announced to the outside world that his eldest son was congenitally deficient, so he moved to another courtyard for rest, and when the concubine became pregnant two years later, he allowed the princess to have a false pregnancy.In this way, the palace had another second son.

After a few years, between the eldest son who is ill and may die at any time, and the second son who is healthy and lively, it is a matter of course to choose the second son to go to Shengjing as a hostage.

With the cooperation of the princess, all this is seamless.

However, just when the eldest son was six years old, King Qi encountered the mysterious Yanwei Tower, which fell from the sky and had a mysterious origin, on the way back from the temple not long after the Yuan Festival.

He invited the world-renowned fortune teller, but it was difficult to divination Yan Weilou's identity, and he could only come to the conclusion that the secrets were confused, the cause and effect were confused, and fate was high and luck was low.

—— King Qi immediately changed his mind.

If the original plan was followed and the "second son" was allowed to enter Beijing as a hostage, there would still be loopholes.Because if Emperor Yong sent Qin Tianjian to divination his identity on a sudden whim, he might find out the truth, and the dragon and crouching tiger are hidden in Shengjing City, maybe an expert would see something wrong at a glance, and his evil intentions would be clearly revealed.

And Yan Weilou's own fate is special, it cannot be divined out, so it will not reveal its flaws.

It just so happened that the eldest son of King Qi had never shown his face outside, and Yan Weilou had "amnesia" again. King Qi thought it was a godsend, so he simply asked Yan Weilou to take the place of the eldest son and sent him to Shengjing City.

"...He betrayed me! The king betrayed me!"

Princess Qi's face was still full of tears, she stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears, and said in a hateful voice.

"Back then he lied to me! He thought he could enjoy family happiness with my son, but as soon as the counterfeit came to Beijing, he couldn't wait to send my son to the Taoist temple. If my son, a precious son of gold and jade, is the same Like those shabby households who can't eat, they send food in Taoist temples."

"But the son of that lowly maidservant stayed in the mansion in the name of his son-in-law, shouting and hugging, just like the son of a prince!"

"Miss, the king also has his considerations..."

"What consideration!"

Princess Qi stood up abruptly, and with a wave of her sleeves, overturned a pile of rouge, gouache, and glazed mirrors on the dressing table, and a series of "cracking" sounds came from the ground.

"It's clear that he is partial to that lowly servant girl! Now that we have broken our face with Dayong, and that impostor has also escaped, why don't you find my son and reveal the truth to the world? He thought I didn't know, and he wanted to Let the son of that lowly servant, Chengjue, succeed to the throne! Heh, once Qi becomes self-reliant, I want to watch this bastard take my son’s place and succeed me as king in the future, unless I die!!”

She looked extremely crazy, a little hysterical.The ten-year separation from her biological son, the trembling fear of the truth being revealed all the time, and the suspicion aroused by King Qi's various deeds have already driven this woman almost crazy in her heart.

"Why is that impostor so fateful?! Back then, I shouldn't have agreed to let him enter the capital, but made that bastard cheaper! Why didn't he die sooner? If he died, he could send that bastard away!"

She rambled on and on, and even told how she used her private money to secretly buy and kill people.

When Concubine Qi's emotions exploded, and she was like mad, the other maids and maids in the yard did not dare to approach this room, and Aunt Wang, who was the only one staying in the back room, turned pale with shock and looked at her in surprise.

After a long time, the house finally returned to silence.After rearranging her clothes and hair, Princess Qi regained her original image of a noble lady.

She looked coldly outside the house through the window, only to see that the snow outside the window had stopped unconsciously.That thin figure was still kneeling in the courtyard, his body covered in ice and snow, almost turned into a snowman.

Princess Qi took a deep breath, and her face returned to calm.

After ordering a servant girl to drive her away, she lightly applied Koudan and said in a gentle voice, "Mother Wang, you don't have to plead for this girl in the future. The only thing to blame is her bad fate, and she was born in the belly of that low maid."

"That lowly servant girl will do anything for her son. She hides in the side courtyard and does not go out. The concubine is usually obedient and obedient, so I can't find fault. This girl was pushed out by their mother and son to make me vent my anger. .Even the king doesn't care about her life, so why should you care about her mother Wang! Could it be that you think I'm too ruthless?"

Aunt Wang was terrified, and quickly knelt down: "Miss, you misunderstood, this old slave is only worried about your reputation..."

"I'm already like this, why do I care about my reputation? No matter how good my reputation is, can I bring my son back?" Princess Qi said angrily.

When her son was mentioned, her mood visibly deteriorated.Since her own son was sent away at the age of six, Princess Qi has never seen him again.

Now it is clear that there is no need to cover up the truth, but King Qi refuses to take his son back.On the contrary, he keeps refusing, saying that his son has a major event to plan, and it doesn't matter if he abandons the inheritance right of the Qi Palace for this reason.Anyway, after a hundred years, he will hand over the right of inheritance to the bastard whose status has been changed to the second son.

This is clearly an excuse in Princess Qi's ears.The king of Qi just spoiled his concubine and killed his wife, and wanted to put his concubine on the throne.

It's a pity that it's useless for her to quarrel, and she can't make King Qi change his mind.The concubine was also tightly protected, so he could only vent all the anger accumulated in his heart on the concubine who was a compatriot with his mother.

In Prince Qi's mansion, a day passed like this.

When night fell, a limping figure walked through the corridor again and stepped into the courtyard.

The girl has been tidied up again, her dress is brightly colored and made of extraordinary materials, and outsiders can't see the slightest trace of being treated poorly at a glance.But her thin figure, pale complexion, and wobbly legs hinted at something.

According to Wang Hao's request, she has to come to serve attentively every morning, noon and evening, and she is busier than the maidservant's life.

"Princess please be safe."

As soon as she entered the courtyard, before entering the house, Yan Qingwan knelt on the ground outside the house with her head bowed and her expression respectful.This is the experience she has summed up over the years, the more thoughtful and humble the etiquette, the better.

It was quiet all around, the whole yard was pitch black, and there was only a candle flickering in the room, and no human voice could be heard.

Yan Qingwan was not surprised at all.

Probably the princess didn't want to pay attention to her and punished her on purpose.This kind of thing didn't happen before.

Suddenly, the girl with her head drooping trembled.His eyes slowly opened wide, staring at the place ahead.

Under the closed door, a water-like liquid was faintly oozing out from the crack of the pitch-black door. Under the faint moonlight, the liquid reflected light slightly, showing a faint scarlet.

At the same time, a bloody smell slowly drifted over.

--is blood! ! !

Her eyes widened in disbelief, she raised her head and stared at the closed door, a thought flashed through her mind.Could it be that the princess...

The courtyard was silent, eerily silent, like a cold tomb standing there.

Yan Qingwan's heart was pounding, and she was staring closely at the window lattice with faint candlelight, as if there was an imperceptible shadow passing by.

She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, breathing lightly.

However, the next moment the door was suddenly opened, as if a breeze had blown by suddenly.

Yan Qingwan was dizzy, and when her vision returned to normal, she had already been dragged into the room.As far as he could see, there was blood all over the ground, and a familiar woman lying on the ground - it was Princess Qi.

But at this time, she no longer had the brilliance of the day, but was lying on the ground with her hair disheveled, covered in blood, her throat seemed to be scratched by a dagger, and she made a "huh hu chi" sound on the ground.

Yan Qingwan ignored Princess Qi who begged for help with her eyes, but raised her head in a daze, looking at the shadow in the corner next to her.

A person who couldn't see clearly was hiding in the shadows, watching this side coldly.

"There is actually a little girl, that's okay, just be a witness." The man's voice was low and hoarse, and he spoke coldly, "In order to prevent Princess Qi from knowing what taboo he has committed until she dies, and to prevent King Qi from repeating the same mistakes. "

Princess Qi struggled on the ground, making a gasp in her throat, and her eyes showed pleading and panic.

The man turned a blind eye, twirling the dagger in his hand, and suddenly a cold light flashed in the darkness: "Originally, our dark pavilion wouldn't be so careless in doing things, but who made it a big customer this time. The pavilion master said, we must Satisfy the big customers."

Hearing the word "Dark Pavilion", Princess Qi's eyes showed surprise and bewilderment.The next moment, I heard the man say:

"The master of the pavilion asked me to ask you on behalf of the great master's adviser. Are you angry to see that your son's position has been taken by a counterfeit, and he will occupy it for the rest of his life? He spent all the dowry money to assassinate the other party, but he was unscathed , are you even more angry? The sins you have done, being punished in the same way as others, and will implicate your own son in the future, are you so angry that you will die?"

This person's voice is very special, and his tone of speech is especially mocking. Even a calm person can't help but want to jump when he hears his words.

Yan Qingwan watched as Wang Hao's eyes widened, from panic and anger to begging, and finally she completely tilted her head and lost her breath.I don't know if he was seriously injured and died, or if he was really mad.

A cold light flashed in the shadows, and the man seemed to be leaving, Yan Qingwan subconsciously said: "Wait, wait!"

Seeing that the man didn't intend to stop, she suddenly shouted, "Are you sent by elder brother?"

"Huh?" The man paused and turned around, "Interesting, what do you want to do?"

"I, I want to see Eldest Brother." Yan Qingwan raised her head with a firm expression, "I know the secrets of Prince Qi's Mansion, and I can help Elder Brother deal with Prince Qi's Mansion."

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"Yan Qingwan?" In the private room of the inn, Yan Weilou was slightly taken aback when he heard the news from the dark pavilion, and thought to himself, "She wants to see me?"

A very thin shadow loomed in his mind.During the half a month in Prince Qi's Mansion, he did meet a three or four-year-old little girl. Because he had memories before time travel, he was extremely tolerant of children, and he also played with this nominal sister for a few days.

But why did Yan Qingwan find him?

A little curious in his heart, Yan Weilou still remembered that his current identity was Yan Wulun, the owner of Xiaoyao, and he responded: "I will ask His Royal Highness about this matter."

"Then, Lord Yan, please tell His Royal Highness that the secret pavilion he requested has been completed. Are you satisfied?" said Bai Lihui who was opposite.

Yan Weilou only asked to treat him in his own way, and to kill those who wanted to deal with him in the first place.But Bailihui thought more.

After "accidentally" getting out the life experience of His Royal Highness from the mouth of "Yan Wulun", he thought about it seriously from the perspective of the other party. He must have hated His Royal Highness Qi Wang and his wife for being tricked like this. to the bone.What's more, Princess Qi also bought a murderer to assassinate him.

If he wants to let His Royal Highness be more relieved, it is obvious that killing only reached the qualification line in the other party's heart. He must complete this task better, and the more satisfied His Royal Highness is, the better.

In this way, the cooperation between the two parties will be more stable.

Wearing the "Yan Wulun" vest, Yan Weilou nodded with a smile and gave Bai Lihui a reassurance: "Pavilion Master, don't worry, I will inform His Highness. There must be good news soon."

He reminded: "On weekdays, I usually eat in the private room of the restaurant opposite. If the pavilion master can't find me next time, he can go there to find me."

Standing in front of the window, watching Bai Lihui's back, Yan Weilou was about to see if the deity was ready, when suddenly the corners of his lips lifted, and a faint gleam flashed in those gentle and clear eyes. Light.

He turned around.

There was a strange formation wave outside the room, sealing off the room he was in, and an invisible wall appeared outside the window.

Immediately afterwards, the door was suddenly opened, and someone walked in.

Yan Weilou didn't feel the slightest panic about being trapped, just glanced at the person coming, and then smiled: "It seems that Bai Lihui should thank me, maybe help him find out the ghost."

"Lord Yan has good eyesight."

The person who came had a strong aura and a very rough voice, he didn't look like a secret assassin.

"I did have an eyeliner around him, otherwise I wouldn't know that he invited a distinguished guest like you to plan such a big event in secret."

This person is obviously Wang Du, the leader of the Shadow Envoy who is trying to stand on his own, of the other faction in the dark pavilion that Bai Lihui is at odds with.At this time, those who come are not good, and those who are kind do not come.

As soon as he came, he cut straight to the point and threatened:

"Since Lord Yan has such foresight, he must also know which choice is the most correct—hand over the Han Hai Ling!"