"Do you really want to know?" Sikong Yan looked at Sikong Jingyun, his eyes did not blink, and he did not withdraw his gaze until the back of Sikong Jingyun was cold, and said: "This king can tell you, but you have to promise this king first that you can ensure that you are calm enough." ”

"I'm really calmer than anyone else now. Sikong Jingyun spread out his hand and said helplessly: "People have been brought to ten years ago, what else do you say makes me not calm." ”

"You are not the royal brother's biological flesh and blood. Sikong Yan said lightly.

"Hahaha......" Sikong Jingyun couldn't help but hold his chin and laugh when he heard Sikong Yan say this: "I'm not my father's biological flesh and blood, so whose child am I?" Uncle Huang, do you know what you mean by this?"

"Of course the king knows. Sikong Yan turned his head to look at Sikong Jingyun and asked seriously, "Are you holding your chin because you are afraid that if you are too surprised, your chin will fall?"

"So, Uncle Huang, you're not joking, are you?" Sikong Jingyun shuddered and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Huang, the joke you said is not funny at all, it's a little cold. ”

"You are not Empress Xian's biological flesh and blood. Sikong Yan didn't wait for Sikong Jingyun to come back to his senses, and threw out a sentence again.

"Uncle Huang, tell me directly, I'm not the prince at all, don't I?" Sikong Jingyun spread out his hand, and said with an expression of wanting to cry without tears: "Uncle Huang, you said this, half of it is left, and you really have no friends." ”

"You are the crown prince. Sikong Yan sighed, and finally continued: "Before the imperial brother became the Son of Heaven, he had been assassinated many times, and at that time, as the eldest son of the imperial brother, you were naturally one of the people who were assassinated, so your queen mother had no choice but to discuss with the imperial brother and replace you with her nephew." ”

"So what?" Sikong Jingyun sank his face and looked at Sikong Yan expressionlessly, as if waiting for him to continue.

"At the beginning, the eldest brother of the Tan family gave birth to a pair of twins, in order to keep the future prince, the old lady of the Tan family reluctantly exchanged the eldest son with the prince, and sure enough, it didn't take long to receive the news that the prince was assassinated. Sikong Yan took a sip of water from the teacup, and said lightly: "The old lady of the Tan family was seriously ill in bed because of this, but he didn't expect that a serious illness would eventually take the life of the little prince, do you think this is considered providence?"

The little prince who should not have lived in the world, no matter who escaped life and death for him, he still died in the end, what is it if it is not the will of heaven?

"So in order to keep the Tan family, and for the sake of future glory and wealth, they sent me to the palace. Sikong Jingyun smiled slightly and asked, "Didn't they have any suspicions?"

"Nope. Sikong Yan paused and said: "At least for the imperial brother at that time, it is also true that the Tan family saved the prince's life with the life of their own child. ”

"But what about being seriously ill?" Sikong Jingyun asked puzzledly, "Isn't there anyone who doubts how the seriously ill prince got better?"

When he was seriously ill, someone noticed that the Tan family attached importance to this child, so he sent someone to assassinate him, and the old lady of the Tan family was killed while holding the prince. Sikong Yan calmly put down the teacup, looked at Sikong Jingyun and said, "Do you understand now?"

"Everyone thought that the assassination at that time was successful, and even the old lady of the Tan family lost his life, but only the father and the queen mother knew that I was still alive and well, because the Tan family would protect me well......?"

"Your appearance is more like the Tan family, so many people think that you look more like Queen Xian, and even the queen thinks so. Sikong Yan patted Sikong Jingyun's shoulder and said, "Not every child has any birthmarks on his body that can make people identify him, so you became the prince safe and sound." ”

"Probably everyone thinks I'm lucky, right?" Sikong Jingyun folded his arms and lay on the table, and said in disappointment: "No wonder Master Xue said that I would not die in a catastrophe, and I should always be worthy of the arrangement of heaven's will, I didn't understand at that time, it turned out that many people would think that it was those two brothers who exchanged their lives for my survival, so they thought that I should work harder to live, so as to be worthy of those two children." ”

"Your real name is Tan Zhengyu. Sikong Yan looked at Sikong Jingyun, sighed slightly and said: "The age is actually a few months younger than the prince, although you are burdened with things that should not belong to you, but you must also understand that this is also fate." ”

"Uncle Huang, I came here three years ago, have you ever told me this?" Sikong Jingyun raised his head, saying that he would not want to get rid of his identity as the crown prince just because Sikong Yan told him this, because as Sikong Yan said, the facts that have happened have become his own destiny, since he can't change anything, then let it be, and peace will be soon.

"Nope. Sikong Yan shook his head, handed Sikong Jingyun a cup of tea and said, "At that time, you didn't tell this king your identity, so how could this king tell you this?"

"That's right. Sikong Jingyun took a deep breath, patted his face lightly, and asked happily again: "Uncle Huang, does my father already know the truth now, so he wants the life of the queen mother?"

"No, it won't. Sikong Yan denied: "Your father still doesn't know your identity, the key is that he wants the treasure handed down by the Tan family, and this treasure is said to be hidden in your mother's last dream." ”

"For the sake of the so-called treasure, you want the life of the queen mother?" Sikong Jingyun suddenly slapped the table, and said with some anger: "Father is too much to do this!"

"Because it is said that the treasure is related to the national fortune of the country of the tongue. Sikong Yan reached out again and patted Sikong Jingyun's shoulder, and said seriously: "What did the imperial brother say to Miss Su, this king really doesn't know, because Miss Su reached an agreement with the imperial brother in a dream at that time. ”

"Does the queen mother know my identity now?" Sikong Jingyun nodded, only then did he understand why Sikong Yan never intervened in this matter, after all, he couldn't fall asleep, so he could only divert the topic and ask: "Uncle Huang, if my father can't get that dream, what will he do?"

"The temper of the royal brother...... Probably if you can't get it, you'll be ruined, right?" Sikong Yan looked at the ups and downs of the tea leaves in the tea cup, and said faintly: "After all, if Empress Xian dies, then no one will find the whereabouts of the so-called treasure in the future, right?"

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"Go back and tell your master that the Dream Reaver and the Dream Thief are incompatible, and if he refuses to stop, I will not let him go. On the other side, Su Muyue saw that the man already knew that he didn't remember what happened before, so she simply admitted: "Even if I forget it many times, I won't let you hurt His Royal Highness King Yan." ”

"Master Su said this, our master will be sad. The man glanced at the emperor who had fainted on the dragon chair, and said lightly: "Master Su knows that this person is stupid, and he still wants to protect him, do you still think that it is true that Master Su said that the destiny of heaven is fixed?"

"What do you want to say?" Su Muyue looked at the man and said impatiently: "I know that I don't remember, and I'm still rambling here, do you really think I can't kill you?"

"Why should Master Su be angry!" The man suddenly flicked his sleeves, and dozens of silver needles rushed towards Su Muyue, all of them rushing towards her death hole!

"Carving insect skills, dare to be presumptuous in front of me!" Su Muyue pressed down with both hands, and I don't know where a red silk appeared in an instant, not only wrapped all those silver needles in it, but also went directly at the man, but I didn't expect that a silver needle missed the red silk and hit Su Muyue's eyebrows.

Su Muyue only felt a pain in her eyebrows, and then her mind exploded, and only a red was left in front of her.

"Master Su, this is a dream soul crochet that I specially practiced, since you don't remember your previous dreams, why don't you give it to me?" The man's feminine and charming voice filled his ears, "When the time comes, as long as I am successful in the dream snatching technique, I will definitely thank Master Su well." ”

The man looked at Su Muyue standing in place, his eyes were already full of blood, and the whole person didn't move at all, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a weird smile.

And the red silk lost Su Muyue's mind, and finally fell to the ground lightly.

The man walked slowly in front of Su Muyue, looked at her for a while, and then sneered and said: "I really don't know what is so powerful about this Su Muyue, not only does it make the master forget but also so jealous, it seems that today it is not enough, even my dream soul crochet can't be hidden, waste ......"

Su Muyue stood motionless, the blood in her eyes became thicker and thicker, as if she had been poked blind in the eye, and the silver needle had already sunk into most of her eyebrows.

"If I go back and tell my master that I have abolished Master Su, I really don't know how my master will reward me?" The man touched his chin, and while waiting for the silver needle to completely enter Su Muyue's eyebrows, he said excitedly: "When this dream soul crochet takes out all of her dreams, I'm afraid that there will be no more dream thief ancestor Su Ghost Hand in this world, right?"

"Dreaming within a dream, you're so unique. At this moment, a clear voice sounded behind the man, "Who was that waste talking about just now?"

"You ......" The man subconsciously turned his head, and found that the silver needle that had obviously not entered Su Muyue's eyebrows was already in her hand at this moment, and Fang Cai's already blood-stained eyes had completely become extremely clear, and he was suddenly shocked and took a few steps back, and said in a trembling voice: "This ...... This can't be, how can you get away with my dream soul crochet?"

"Dream Soul Crochet?" Su Muyue looked at the strangely shaped silver needle in her hand, smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, and asked coldly: "Chen Fengyao, I haven't seen you for so many years, so you are still so arrogant and ignorant?"

"Su ...... Su Ghost Hand!" Chen Fengyao was shocked when he heard Su Muyue call out his name, and asked in disbelief, "Do you remember everything?"