Yin Ruochen smiled slightly and said, "I never brought silver, but since I went out with you a few times, I have remembered to bring silver every time." ”

Hanling laughed when he heard it...

After ordering a table full of good dishes, Han Ling was not humble at all, and ate it with a lot of coldness.

"Last time, did you come to this restaurant to follow the dog emperor?" After Han Ling filled his stomach, he whispered to Yin Ruochen.

Yin Ruochen was drinking the soup, and when she heard this, she almost squirted out the soup.

"How do you know?" Yin Ruochen held back her cough and asked in a low voice.

"Well." Han Ling touched his full stomach, smiled mysteriously, and said, "I have the ability to reach the sky, don't underestimate me in the future." ”

Yin Ruochen was puzzled by her tricky posture, thought about it, and suddenly realized.

"That girl turned out to be you? You are so bold..."Yin Ruochen saw the scene of Han Ling raising her collar and burying her head in front of her, and she smiled slightly, no wonder she felt that her figure was very familiar that day, it turned out to be her...

Han Ling saw that Yin Ruochen remembered it, so he had to grin and said, "Brother Ruochen, it's pure coincidence, it's none of my business." ”

Yin Ruochen shook his head, nodded and sighed: "You have been living in the people for many years, and you have been contaminated with a lot of ruffians and scoundrels, and you can't be blamed for this." ”

Han Ling was not happy when he heard this, what is a ruffian, a scoundrel? If anyone is born in a rich country, who does not want to be noble... He's looking down on people at all...

Thinking of this, he stood up and walked outside.

"What's wrong with you?" Yin Ruochen caught up and couldn't help but ask when he saw Han Ling's face full of frost and ignoring him.

"Lord, I'm a scoundrel, and I'm indiscriminate, so it's better not to walk with me, so as not to get bad luck when you get it." Han Ling said coldly.

When Yin Ruochen heard this, her self-esteem was strange again, and she just smiled lightly and didn't answer.

Han Ling walked towards the carriage in front of him, and the carriage quickly threw off Yin Ruochen and left.

Yin Ruochen was in a hurry, so he had to call a carriage and follow him.

The carriage soon stopped in front of the big house, and Han Ling jumped out of the car and walked towards the big house, and soon there was the laughter of Han Ling's silver bells and the cheerful cries and noises of the little screamers.

Yin Ruochen stood outside listening to the laughter inside, thoughtful...

He really shouldn't have said that about her.

She is the noble princess Xiangling of the Northern Underworld, ill-fated, living in the people, nine deaths, if she is not framed, in terms of life and status, who can compare with her? Suddenly I thought of myself, and my heart gradually sank...

Han Ling came out of the big miscellaneous room, saw Yin Ruochen standing outside in a daze, didn't bother to pay attention to him, lowered his head and walked in front of him.

"Ling'er." Yin Ruochen caught up, grabbed Han Ling's arm, and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

This is the first time Yin Ruochen has said humility to Han Ling, his tone is sincere enough, and he is frank enough, Han Ling listened suddenly, looked at his handsome face, and wanted to explore whether he was insincere.

"Ling'er, I admit that I shouldn't have spoken to you like that." Yin Ruochen said seriously, and suddenly asked with deep eyes: "Ling'er, if one day I become a beggar like them, will you be just as good to me?" ”

Han Ling was stunned...

Although Yin Ruochen's tone was calm, Han Ling could hear the panic and uneasiness in his voice, his eyes were as deep as water, staring at Han Ling, as if he was expecting something, and the light in his eyes was bright or dark.

Han Ling suddenly laughed and said, "Lord Wang, you can rest assured, you can't become a beggar." ”

"What if there really was such a day?" Yin Ruochen continued to ask without giving up.

A playful smile appeared on Han Ling's face, as long as you can tease me, can't I tease you? Facing his eyes, he turned a corner and replied, "Do you need to ask, what did you do to me before, then I will do to you." ”

The light in Yin Ruochen's eyes was inexplicable, and Han Ling was inexplicable, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he didn't say anything.

Nervous, asking these nonsensical things for no reason, Han Ling pouted and whispered.

The carriage galloped towards the palace.

Yin Ruochen stood in front of the bookcase, looking at the night outside the window, distracted.

From time to time, the mournful cry of the owl floated out of the window, and the sound of the frog became even louder, and I don't know how long he stood in the dark, since the big house returned to the palace, he stood like this.

A dark shadow floated in.

Liu Yi was not in such a hurry to report as usual, but just stood silently.

An imperceptible mocking smile flashed in Yin Ruochen's eyes, he touched the silver mask with his hand, and said lightly:

"Say it."

"Lord Wang, this, subordinate". Liu Yi's words were messy and panicked, and he stood in the study hesitantly, really not knowing how to speak.

"Liu Yi, speak quickly, this king wants to hear the truth." Yin Ruochen frowned and said sharply.

"Yes, lord." Liu Yi gritted his teeth and whispered: "Lord Wang, my subordinates have already found out the whereabouts of that baby twenty-three years ago in Hanyang Temple, and know who instructed the 'Purgatory' organization to assassinate Daoist Yiming and those monks." ”

"Oh..."Yin Ruochen sighed lightly, and said slowly: "If you know something, just say it, this king listens..."

"Lord Wang, what happened before and after Hanyang Temple was done by the same group of people." Liu Yi said softly: "Including the tragedy of the Han family class, they can't escape their involvement. ”

After Liu Yi finished speaking, he took out a piece of fabric from his pocket, handed it to the silver prince and said: "Lord, you see, this robe was found from the corpse of the Han family class in the yamen, there was a man who held the murderer's robe tightly before he died, and the murderer had no choice but to cut off his robe with a sword. ”

A touch of coldness flashed in Yin Ruochen's eyes, and sure enough, as he expected, a sneer couldn't help but rise at the corner of his mouth.

"Lord Wang, I'm afraid this qiē is related to Princess Xiangling's life experience." Liu Yi said hesitantly.

"Is that all?" The two sharp lights in Yin Ruochen's eyes shot straight towards Liu Yi, Liu Yi was so panicked that he didn't know what to do, so he had to say bitterly: "The prince is angry, as far as the little one knows, this qiē may also be related to the prince's life experience." ”

Yin Ruochen's body trembled, the cold light in his eyes gathered more and more, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Say it, say everything, don't care about this king." ”

Liu Yi looked at the straight back of the silver prince, knowing that he had already guessed a qiē, and now he just wanted to hear himself say it and confirm it, it was impossible to hide it anymore.

He cleared his voice and said in a rather heavy tone:

"Lord Wang, twenty-three years ago, Zhao Xiangyun of the Han family opera troupe gave birth to a baby boy after being kidnapped, it is very likely that it is you, Lord Wang."

After saying that, Liu Yi sighed helplessly, and he finally finished saying this sentence heavily, and after saying this, he had been struggling with whether to tell the prince the truth.

Although Yin Ruochen had been prepared for a long time, when Liu Yi said this, his will was completely collapsed, his fists were clenched, the light that burst out of his eyes was terrifying, his face was pale, but the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile.

"This king knows, you go down first..."He said quietly to Liu Yi.

Liu Yi opened his mouth to say something more comforting, but he looked at Yin Ruochen's back, and his heart was extremely heavy. Although he heard the plain and calm words of the silver prince, he really felt the sadness contained in his words.

He could only retreat silently, Lord Wang, what he needs now is calm.

After Liu Yi left, Nuoda's study was terrifyingly silent.

Yin Ruochen collapsed on the Taishi chair, and he finally got this fact ...... that he wanted to confirm countless times.

He is actually just the son of a humble and poor drama troupe, but because he was robbed by Concubine Yang, he became the prince of the Northern Underworld.

The most ridiculous and ridiculous thing in history has happened...

Haha, Yin Ruochen laughed out loud sadly.

finally understood, as the only son of his father, why his father gave up the throne to Emperor Song and Yuan at the last moment.

Bloodline, the blood of the royal family.

He, how can the son of this humble troupe inherit the unification? Who would be stupid enough to give up their country to someone with a foreign surname?

It's just that Emperor Song Yuan is too, and Emperor Song Zu can only use him to consolidate the country, and he can only be a chess piece serving the royal family of the Northern Underworld.

It's a pity that Emperor Song Yuan was too suspicious, and he was unwilling to sink, so the truth that he shouldn't understand surfaced.

Everyone is unwilling, including Concubine Yang, who also wants to use herself to support the country and satisfy her selfish desires.

Tears gradually slipped down ...... corners of his eyes.

Why should a son of a drama troupe get a qiē?

He can have this qiē and let him live, this is already Emperor Song Zu's greatest gift to him, and it is also his greatest patience. A generation of emperors can tolerate that their heirs are not already out, how much heart must be for this...

No wonder the unusual indifference in his eyes, no wonder he turned a blind eye to his familiarity, he was not his blood and bones.

Emperor Song Zu's suffering, Yin Ruochen can understand now, a man sees blood that is not his own every day but shakes under his eyelids, how much better can his mood be... He really didn't have the right to blame his father...

But what's wrong with him, is he willing to do this?

"Bring the wine." Yin Ruochen shouted outside.

Soon, a family member sent a jar of wine, and Yin Ruochen hugged the jar and drank it.

He would repeatedly insult Han Ling, saying that she was a scoundrel in the market and that she was humble.

As everyone knows, he is the real practitioner, Zhao Xiangyun is his mother-in-law, and Han Ling is the real noble Princess Xiangling of the Northern Underworld, how far away the distance between them is, this qiē is a big joke.

That time they stood on the wall of the palace, how real Hanling's bet was...

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