Night.

In the brightly lit gilded hall, the gold is splendid, and the ground paved with fine white jade shines with a warm light.

The phoenix carved by sandalwood on the eaves spreads its wings, the wall panels of green tiles and jade, the crystal wall lamp, and the curling green smoke rises from the lamp, burning the royal spirit of the emperor.

Next to the bluestone jade case, Wen Qingyi was massaging Wen Tianyang, who was correcting government affairs, and his small palms were kneading on his broad shoulders.

As the palm of his hand moved down, the scars that were still obvious through the robe made Wen Qingyi choke up for a while, how much suffering this father who always greeted him with a smile had endured alone all these years.

Hearing the faint sound of sobbing behind him, Wen Tianyang turned around in surprise, but accidentally knocked off a picture scroll on the table.

The scroll rolled down to the ground and slowly spread out, Wen Qingyi looked at it, and with just one glance, he was so amazed that he couldn't speak.

What a beautiful woman she was!

The woman on the picture scroll is so beautiful that she does not eat the fireworks of the world, and her beauty has been extreme, like a fairy who has stepped into the mortal world, and a white smoke cage dress sets off the slender figure to the fullest.

A lock of soft green silk hangs down to the waist, slender willow eyebrows, a pair of eyes that look forward to the light, delicate lips, and a delicate white as snow, rippling with an intoxicating charm.

"Well, I was really careless. Wen Tianyang picked up the scroll in a bit of a panic, and said to himself, not noticing the change in Wen Qingyi's expression at all.

When he turned around, he met a pair of misty eyes, and for a moment, the two fell into silence.

"Why..."

After a long time, there was a crying questioning voice from the girl, but the short three words seemed to be mixed with the girl's grievances for more than ten years, and a pair of eyes that had already turned red made Wen Tianyang's heart like a knife.

"Well, that's it, now that you've reached such an age, there is no need to hide some things from you. Wen Tianyang sighed deeply, there was a hint of relief between his eyebrows, after hiding it for so many years, he was finally able to put down the stone in his heart.

"The woman in this picture is your mother. ”

Hearing this, the girl was silent, and since she first saw the scroll, she guessed the identity of the woman on the scroll, but it was not what she wanted to know.

She just wanted to know what was the reason why her father had kept silent about her for more than ten years in this matter.

Why is it that a mother cruelly abandons her own flesh and blood and does not see each other for more than ten years.

As if sensing Wen Qingyi's thoughts, Wen Tianyang continued.

"Qingyi, in fact, your mother, she didn't abandon you... She died after giving birth to you. Wen Tianyang closed his eyes, gently put the scroll on his heart with his palm, and there was an imperceptible moistness in the corners of his eyes.

"What!"

Hearing this answer, Wen Qingyi's eyes widened, and she was shocked in her heart.

Unexpectedly, the answer she was looking forward to day and night was so simple and so... Dreariness.

The woman who made her hate in her heart for more than ten years did not exist in this world at all.

In the past ten years, she has seen more than once that her father, who is the king of a country, washes his face with tears in the lonely night, and his haggard face appears in her childhood dreams every night.

Gradually, this sadness turned into hatred in her heart, and she hated the woman, cruel to everything about her, even if she had never seen her face.

In the past ten years, Wen Qingyi has been jealous all the time, and her childhood life is the darkest and most painful time for her.

Every time she sees other children being embraced by her mother when they are wronged, injured, or lonely, the scar in her heart will be torn apart, and her heart hurts but she secretly envy at the same time, even if Wen Tianyang takes good care of her, the scar from the bottom of her heart can never be repaired.

"Before you were born, our Shengyang Dynasty could be said to be the overlord of this Tiansheng Domain, and the other dynasties and sects were fundamentally different from us. ”

But what does it have to do with my mother's death? The continuation of Wen Tianyang's words made her feel a little uneasy, could there be any surprising secrets in this?

"People always have desires and ambitions, and those years were the heyday of our Shengyang Dynasty. ”

"But what I didn't expect was that they would buy off most of the courtiers and kings right under my nose, and a few years later, they launched a rebellion. ”

"When we found out that there was a traitor, it was already too late, and several people and horses surrounded us like they had fallen from the sky, and we couldn't resist internal and external troubles, and in less than half a year, we collapsed. ”

"We fled all the way to Qingzhou City, which was hidden in the Source Beast Mountain, but those people didn't know what method they used, and they actually found this place, and in a desperate situation, I had to fight to the death. ”

"Your mother and I fought to the death in the Six Heavenly Source Realms, and in the end, your mother did not hesitate to burn out her cultivation with secret methods in order to protect me, and finally fought to kill those six people and escape, but at that time she was already pregnant with you. ”

"After the war, your mother couldn't hold on anymore, but she still survived for a month and gave birth to you before she died, which is why your meridians were disordered from birth. ”

“......”

Wen Tianyang left two lines of tears, as the king of a country, when did he cry in front of others.

And Wen Qingyi, who was beside her, began to have tears in her eyes at some point, it turned out that this was the truth, this was the answer she wanted to know!

She hate!

She hated her own stupidity, and the shadow of hatred hung over her for more than ten years!

And those real murderers have lived freely for more than ten years, thinking of this, Wen Qingyi's fists turned white, the bloodshot in his eyes spread wildly, his fair face was dyed with a burst of blood red, and the monstrous hatred came from his heart.

The resentment accumulated in my heart for more than ten years has completely turned into revenge at this moment.

"If I don't take revenge in this life, I won't be able to die well in this life!" Wen Qingyi secretly swore a poisonous oath in her heart.

Looking at Wen Tianyang sitting beside him, Wen Qingyi took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

The latter's usual majesty is long gone, and the furrows on his face are also extremely clear at this time, and the whole person looks decadent and powerless.

There is no more desire for power than this moment, she thought that she would spend this life in this corner of the world, but she never thought that she would have such a deep hatred of the country and family, since this is the case, then she will let them see what the real Phoenix Nirvana is!

Wen Qingyi's eyes were suddenly firm, and a pair of small palms were placed on Wen Tianyang's shoulders.

"Father, my daughter will definitely create a miracle, and I will not let go of any of those who have hurt her mother. With that, he turned and left.

Wen Tianyang looked at the thin but strong figure, he was stunned at first, his eyes were a little distracted, and after a while, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Xian'er, do you see, our daughter, she has grown up..."

Wen Qingyi, who walked out of the main hall, looked into the distance, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"None of you can escape. ”