Chapter 731: National Hatred and Family Hate (4)

"Huh?" Wei Heng didn't understand Wei Ziyao's words.

"For so many years, the emperor and the purple kite have been playing in emotion, the emperor has always felt that he loves the purple kite, but the purple kite is not sincere in his use of him, but the purple kite understands very well that the emperor's sincerity is not in her, the emperor is just a desire to win and a conquest for her, so ...... She always maintains a high profile, making herself look like she will never be tamed, so that the emperor can always be hooked by her, but she doesn't know that this is not love, let alone ...... Both are losers in love. ”

"Who is the victor?" Wei Heng didn't understand: "Concubine Duan?"

"Concubine Duan is not a winner, she is a victim, and these things have nothing to do with her. ”

Wei Ziyao really feels sorry for Concubine Duan, a generation of talented women, and her love is not human.

"I have another question for you, are you so calm and relaxed here, are you sure that the emperor believes in you, or have you communicated with the emperor before?"

"How can I communicate, being a father believes in the emperor, and the emperor will definitely believe that I and Concubine Duan are innocent, not to mention...... Although the emperor treats her differently, he will never allow her to do anything wrong and hurt the Northern Qin River, but we all feel that the power of the purple kite is too huge, and her people are hidden in various places, if you don't want to uproot her, even if you get rid of her, it's useless. ”

Speaking of which, Wei Ziyao has something to say.

"Daddy...... You say that the power of the purple kite is intertwined...... Have you ever thought that you have someone under her side by your side?"

"How is it possible?" Wei Heng felt impossible, but he pondered for a moment and thought for a while before he looked at Wei Ziyao seriously: "You mean...... Third aunt?"

"That's right, if I want to talk about it, there's one more thing I want to confess to you. ”

Wei Ziyao thought about how to tell Wei Heng many times that Qi Qianche was her 'mother-killing enemy', but she didn't expect that she would say it in such a scene in the end.

"You say. Seeing his daughter's expression, Wei Heng knew that it must be a very serious matter.

"That's it...... In fact, Qi Qianche is the lord of the Trick Pavilion, Mr. Thousand Faces. ”

"What are you talking about!?" This identity, Qi Qianche hid it very well, and no one noticed it.

Wei Heng got up violently when he heard this, and then he was furious, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Dad, don't get excited! I have more important things to tell you about this matter, and you can't be angry, or I won't dare to say anything about it. ”

Wei Ziyao felt that the truth should be revealed.

"You, you say, I Wei Heng haven't seen any scenes, and it's not that I can't get up from being overwhelmed by this little thing, it's just ...... Legend has it that the lord of the Trick Pavilion is a little old man, how can it be King Yin?"

"I don't know the specifics, the little old man you mentioned may be his master, or it may be a fake identity he uses to confuse the outside world, but...... It is indeed him who you said about my mother-killing enemy, but things are by no means as simple as you think. ”

Wei Ziyao told Wei Heng everything that happened to her mother back then.

After Wei Heng heard this, his eyes were empty.

"She, such a weak person, has suffered so much?"

Wei Heng really loves his daughter-in-law.

"Dad, I definitely didn't lie to you about this matter, and there is no need to lie to you, although my daughter likes Qi Qianche, but she will never let go of her mother-killing enemy because she likes it, if her mother's death is really related to him, her daughter will never let him go, but her daughter believes that he has nothing to do with this matter, not to mention, the Sang people who really attacked her mother back then are now my subordinates, he told me in detail about the things of the year, and it was indeed my mother who was bent on death. ”

How could Wei Heng not believe Qi Qianche