She remembered that after Yao Guogong saw the holy decree just now, his demeanor became completely different, this former hero, who was obviously forgiven by the emperor, but he called the emperor's name and kept insulting.

She remembered him yelling there—

"I just didn't lose back then, so you will be where you are today?"

"What do you think he is, have you forgotten how you were born?"

This information kept turning in her mind, like a broken thread began to slowly connect in her brain, the originally vague, disconnected information was displayed in her mind little by little, she raised her eyes to look at Rong Yi, and the smile on the corner of her lips to reassure him gradually faded.

"You know it." Rong Yiqinghua's figure was in the wide brocade robe, obviously as elegant as usual, but for no reason he felt that it was extremely lenient, and wrapped his whole person in it, "My father is Nalan Jian." ”

In just a few words, he seemed to have used all his strength, with difficulty, and spit out word by word from his pale lips.

Hitomi was like a ball of light falling in mid-air, and when it approached the ground, it suddenly exploded and shattered all over the ground.

Ming Yulong's heart was suffocated as if she was being grabbed, and her hand holding Rong Yi tightened uncontrollably.

Yes, she guessed, she thought of it.

But those were all conjectures in her mind, and these were far less shocking than Rong Yi's telling the facts.

His father was Nalan Jian, the most noble Ninety-Five Supreme of Tian Yuan.

His mother was the wife of the Duke of the Kingdom and the favorite wife of the hero.

He is now the son of the Dewang Mansion, calling other people to be fathers and mothers.

Who gave him all this, and what were the sad, sad, and unbearable things to look back at during the period

"Therefore, he said that I am a seed of iniquity, because my birth was originally a sin." Rong Yi looked at her eyes full of consternation, her originally loose eyes instantly dimmed, her thin lips were raised, and she smiled self-deprecatingly.

Ming Yulong's heart trembled, and he hurriedly grabbed his hand, and said in a lost voice: "So what, everyone's birth is not a choice for themselves." Their sins have nothing to do with you! ”

Under the influence of 5,000 years of history, Ming Yulong can run through everything in it, she looked at this peerless man who was respected, admired, worshipped, and loved by the world, looking at his eyes like ice, and his dried lips.

At this moment, she could finally pass through the elegance and indifference of his past and the wind and the moon, and the irrepressible darkness in the depths of his heart.

Her eyes were like two lights, not only emitting a scorching light, but also carrying a warm heat, from the eyes, from the palms of her hands, from the words, to his heart.

Rong Yi looked at her faintly, she was so smart, under so much information connection, she wouldn't have guessed the dirt in it, but from beginning to end, she grabbed his hand like this, and never let go.

He suddenly smiled softly, and it was so faint that people couldn't see it at all.

In her gaze, she slowly closed her deep phoenix eyes and sighed softly,

"After the opening of the Tianyuan Dynasty, in addition to the two great heroes of the Ming Dynasty and the Dewang Mansion, there were many outstanding generals who played a vital role in the founding of the country. Among them, there is a general surnamed Yao, who is brave and good at fighting, bravely enters the enemy camp, and has made many military exploits. He was named a hereditary first-class prince by the first emperor. ”