"Some things are not as simple as you know the Dao...... Mu Shenxiao's eyes slowly opened, staring at Feng Qicheng, and there was a cold cold in his heavy eyes: "I want to know the cause and effect of all the things in the Dao...... Then heal me......"

Feng Chengcheng took a step back vigilantly: "Mu Shenxiao, do you know the Dao?" You always give people the impression that you are so calculating, working strategically, for what do you say, I feel a bottomless trap? What exactly do you want to do? ”

Her voice paused, the murderous intent in her eyes suddenly rose, and she looked at him solemnly: "What are you looking for when you come to the palace?" ”

"Looking for evidence that your father is still alive...... Mu Shenxiao said frankly without hesitation: "Of course, the reason why this king did this is partly for you, but when it comes to the last, this king is still for his own ......"

"This king needs Feng Chongtian...... Even if he dies, this king still needs his heaven to restore this king's country......"

Feng Qingcheng slowly sat down in the chair, and the candle flame behind her jumped, but it was far away from obscuring the expression on her face.

"Your country?"

"Do you think it's normal for this king's father, as the crown prince, to die young and die without a disease?" Mu Shenxiao suddenly sneered: "This kind of thing, I don't need this king to talk to you in detail, right?" ”

Feng Chengcheng's heart jumped suddenly, Mu Shenxiao, he actually wanted to tell her such a confidential thing?

"Do you know who told me such doubts?" Mu Shenxiao's eyes flashed with the same luster, and under the jump of the candle flame, he was aggressive.

Such a tone made Feng Qingcheng's heart sink quietly: "It's my father?" ”

"Yes......" Mu Shenxiao sharpened the corners of his lips with a clear coldness: "And he, after telling this king about this matter, died on the battlefield...... Do you think it's all normal? ”

"Why are you telling me this?" The corners of Feng Chengcheng's lips were raised, and his eyes were profound: "According to my understanding, you don't seem to be a person who easily reveals your true secrets and emotions. ”

Mu Shenxiao's eyes were shocked, and he smiled bewildermently: "Yes, this king can't say anything like this...... Why is it so easy for this king to leak secrets in front of you? People with armor can better protect themselves......"

"But in front of me, you seem to have taken off such a layer of armor...... "Feng Qingcheng's deep eyes rippled with a quiet coolness: "It is because of your trust in my father that your heart, at the beginning, did not have too many precautions and fears for me......"

"Maybe......" Mu Shenxiao's eyes had an unconcealable tiredness and loneliness: "When Feng Chongtian, the king relied on the most, was killed in battle, this king felt that he needed a strong backing to temporarily keep this king from following the path of my father and your father......"

Feng Qingcheng's gaze suddenly fell on the ghost mask beside him: "So you chose it?" ”

"Not bad...... Frankly speaking, if it weren't for it, I don't know how many times I would have died today......" Mu Shenxiao's fingertips slowly crossed the mask: "No matter whose hands I died in, I am long gone......"