Ling'er is not Yan Lingwei, Ling'er is a guest seat of Nanfei secretly cultivated by the prince of the East Palace. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

To put it bluntly, Nanfei is the henchman cultivated by Yan Nanfei.

These people infiltrated some corners of the Dayan Empire, and their identities were extremely mysterious and few people knew about them.

These people are usually used to solve the troubles that Yan Nanfei is inconvenient to come forward and must solve.

So from beginning to end, Ling'er has only one master.

This person is Yan Nanfei.

This man in black is Yan Nanfei.

"Ling'er is guilty!" Ling'er knelt on one knee and lowered her head.

"Confess your guilt, tell me, what are your crimes?" Yan Nanfei said with a cold snort.

"Ling'er...... Ling'er's identity has been revealed!" Ling'er's eyes were very dim, and Ling'er's cheeks were a little discolored, which was a pale color.

"Exposed......?

Yan Nanfei's smile was a little hideous and a little terrifying.

This smile has never been shown in front of people.

Ling'er kept her head low, and Ling'er's dim eyes kept staring at the dilapidated ground. So she couldn't see Yan Nanfei's terrifying eyes.

But she could hear Yan Nanfei's voice, which was cold, colder than indifference.

She could also feel the cold air revealed by Yan Nanfei's body, which was even colder than the snowy night outside.

Yan Nanfei squatted down.

He reached out and picked up Ling'er's chin, and he approached, staring at Ling'er's dim eyes.

"Do you know how much effort I've put into you?"

"Although Nanfei Guest is a secret organization, it has already been hidden in the Bailou Gate, don't you know! This palace has worked hard to train you, how much effort has it spent on you? As a result, you are so good that you dare to show your skills in front of Xue'er! You have followed Xue'er for so many years, do you really think you can hide it from her eyes?"

Yan Nanfei began to be a little excited.

His excited eyes began to redden.

His palm slid down to Ling'er's snow-white neck.

As soon as he grasped Ling'er's neck, his palm was slightly forced.

His face was close to Ling'er's eyes.

Close enough to hear Ling'er's struggling breathing.

Ling'er's face turned from pale to red, Ling'er's breathing became heavier and heavier, and Ling'er's small hands were clenched in her sleeves.

She tensed.

Bruises appeared on her face.

She struggled in a voice that was too weak to be weak anymore and said, "Ling'er...... Damn!"

Yan Nanfei suddenly smiled.

He let go of Ling'er's neck, revealing a look of great pity.

His fingers slid over Ling'er's smooth, delicate cheeks.

"You're dead, what should Ahri do?" Yan Nanfei stood with his back to Ling'er.

Ling'er suddenly raised her head.

Her dull, bloodshot eyes showed a hint of fear.

It was a fear that bordered on helplessness.

Ling'er shook her head frantically, Ling'er's eyes flashed with tears, and she begged: "Childe, please put Ling'er to death!

Ling'er lay on the cold ground.

The ruined temple could not shelter from the wind and snow at all, and a thin layer of snow had already been blown off by the wind on the ground.

At this moment, Ling'er was like the roar of the golden retriever who saw the demon boy Lin'er in the daytime, kneeling on the ground, begging bitterly.

Ling'er's tears fell into the snow.

"Childe begs you to put Ling'er to death, please don't hurt Ahri......"

"Childe begs you to put Ling'er to death, please don't hurt Ahri......"

In the dark night, in the ruined temple in the wind and snow, the voice of bitter pleading has been lingering.

Ling'er is begging.

Because Ahri is the closest person she has in the world.

Ahri is not a tanuki, Ahri is her sister, the sister who has been dependent on her since she was a child.

When they were very young, before entering the palace, Ling'er and Ahri were beggars wandering the streets.

From the streets of the Seven Prefectures to the streets of the capital of the Great Yan Empire, there were the footprints of their sisters all the way recklessly.

They once hugged each other in the wind and snow, leaned against the cold corner, and warmed each other through the long winter nights.

They were chased and beaten by the shopkeeper all the way to pick up the pastries that had fallen from the pastry shop, and then they shared a piece of pastry with each other despite the pain all over their bodies.

She remembered very well that it was the snowflake cream of Xingyun State, and it was the favorite snowflake cream of both Ling'er and Ahri.

One night during a thunderstorm many years ago.

Ling'er and Ahri hugged each other and slept in front of the side door of a noble mansion in the gate of the White Building, in order to hide from the rain.

In the middle of the night, the side door was opened, waking up two hard-working and skinny girls.

Behind the door stood a richly dressed young man and a small man with an umbrella.

That was the first time Ling'er saw Yan Nanfei.

It was at that time that Yan Nanfei brought Sister Ling'er to the East Palace.

Later, Ling'er learned that the mansion turned out to be the National Teacher's Mansion of the Dayan Empire, and it was the residence of Teacher Yan Nanfei.

Ling'er and Ahri lived in the East Palace.

Ahri is a year younger than Ling'er, her body is weak, and she is often prone to illness. In order to invite the best doctor, in order to let Ahri have a stable and comfortable environment to grow up, Ling'er began to work hard for Yan Nanfei.

All of this started with the secret selection of Nanfei Guest.

Ling'er stepped on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and successfully became one of the few members of the Nanfei guest seat.

She began to buy Yan Nanfei's life.

Buying a life is also selling a life.

Go and help Yan Nanfei kill people!

Until now, she didn't know how many people she had killed.

She hadn't seen Ahri in a long time.

All she had to do was know Ahri was good, and that was enough.

"Do one thing for me!" Yan Nanfei, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said.

Ling'er raised her head for the second time.

She seemed to see hope.

"After this is done, I will set you free! You can stay in the academy to study and practice, you can continue to worship Dean Zhuang as a teacher, and you can be with Li Xingyun, that nerd. Of course, if Cher can forgive you for your deception, you can also reconcile with Cher as before, and treat her sincerely. If you miss Ahri, I will allow you to pick her up......"

Ling'er looked at Yan Nanfei's back incredulously.

She was a little skeptical that she was hallucinating.

For many years, she never thought she would be free.

Although she wanted to, she didn't dare to think about it.

Maybe she was used to this identity, or maybe she was grateful to Yan Nanfei for taking her and Ahri in the bottom of her heart, giving her and Ahri a second life.

Whatever the reason, she rarely thought about regaining her freedom.

The habit is really terrible, from the moment she met Yan Nanfei, her life was already destined not to be her own.

However, one day, she met a scholar named Li Xingyun.

That day in Bodhi City, she and Li Xingyun embraced.

She began to think about the future, she began to want her life back, she began to want to take charge of her own life.

Because half of her life has been entrusted to scholar Li Xingyun.

She knew that scholars were stubborn.

She knew that scholars didn't like to kill, and they didn't like to deceive.

I don't know when she began to get tired of blood, and she also began to get tired of killing.

She finally realized how much she wanted to dominate her life.

Because she wants to spend the rest of her life with scholars.

Now, there's finally a chance.

A chance to regain your freedom.

She didn't want to miss out.

She bowed her head and bowed her head in obedience.