As I walked, I seemed to have stumbled over something. Chenhua picked it up and looked at it, a withered white plum on a dead branch.

Isn't that the white plum in the second brother's yard, when did she take it to plant? But she has been in love with her second brother for so many years, and it is very normal for her to transplant some people to see things and think about people. It's just that there is still a scorch mark on this withered branch, as if it has been burned by the flames, what is going on?

Alas, what do you care about all this? Whether it's the second brother or Xuan Yao, it's not a chance after all. King Miaose asks for the Dharma, from love to worry, from love to fear, if you are separated from the lover, worry-free and fearless. But who can really do the three words "away from love"?

There was still a residual fragrance on the dilapidated cold plum, and Chenhua put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and sighed secretly.

I don't know what happened to the second brother now, I hope that he will be safe and return victorious as soon as possible, but I am also afraid that if he really defeats his uncle's army in one fell swoop, then the queen mother will have no life. Left and right are not, a dilemma, just like this cold plum that has been spelled, it is hopeless to bloom, but it cannot wither.

He was secretly sad, but he heard that Xuan Yao had come in from outside the palace, stumbling, and his face was extremely unusual.

"Xuan Yao, what's wrong with you?" he walked up and greeted her with a smile, "Panic, could it be that you've bumped into a ghost?"

She grabbed his sleeve, her beautiful eyes widened, and her expression was open: "I'm seeing a ghost! I'm really seeing a ghost!"

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Chenhua was quite calm, and pulled the frightened Xuan Yao all the way back to the main hall to sit down, poured another cup of lime slices and handed it to her, "Don't worry, talk about something slowly." ”

Xuan Yao drank the tea dry in one gulp and looked at him with wide eyes. She drank the water, and it seemed that she had not fully recovered from her panic, and the hand holding the Baixi porcelain cup couldn't help but tremble, and there was a slight sound of knocking on the table.

Chenhua gently held her hand and said gently: "Don't be afraid, tell me, if there is anything, we will deal with it together." ”

Xuan Yao raised her eyes to look at him, his handsome face was bright, and his palms were warm, as if he had invisibly transmitted a kind of power, so that her heart, which had suddenly been frightened and flew away from the sky, gradually recovered.

I usually think he's useless, and he doesn't do anything except chase the wind and the moon. I used to hate him and didn't know how to help Jinghua take on the war, but now I still look down on him, even if Jiang Yi went to Zhuxiantai, he didn't know how to take a look, and he was indifferent to shrink at home and walk the birds and feed the fish.

But now it seems that this is not necessarily the case, at least the sentence "let's deal with it together" made her feel moved for a moment in her heart. Or, she has been too lonely and helpless in her life, although Jinghua was kind to her before, she rarely expressed it so directly, so now Chenhua's casual words also make her feel infinitely comforted.

"Chenhua, it's not my business, it's my ......" she slowly calmed down, thinking back to everything she had spied on today, "I heard a big secret!"

"What a secret, you say. Chenhua crouched down and stared at her.

Xuan Yao thought about it, and first went to the door to probe to see that there were no suspicious people, and then came in, and put a secret language barrier outside the room where they were talking. Only then did he let out a breath and said, "I met Xuanhua today, just outside the Lingxiao Palace!"

"Big brother, is he out of the Boundless Sea?"

"No, it's not!" she bit her lip, thinking back to what she heard outside the Lingxiao Palace, and felt incredible, "He is not His Royal Highness the Prince! No, he is the Prince, the real Prince! The one we usually see in the Wufu Sea is not! It's just a puppet!"

Chenhua was also shocked, "What are you talking about?

Xuan Yao nodded, "It's true! Now this is Prince Xuanhua, I saw him a few times when I was young, and his demeanor and tone are like this!"

She paused and said, "I originally thought that no matter how much a person cultivates and changes, he will not become completely insensitive. The person in the sea of vain, that is, the person who married me, is just a puppet at all!"

She smiled miserably, "Chenhua, I have been deceived, the Three Realms and Six Realms have been deceived, and the real prince is no longer in the Nine Heavens!"

Chenhua was also shocked, "But, how can this be? Why?"

Xuan Yao sneered, "How could it be? That is naturally the holy decree of our wise and great father!"

"Father sent him for what?"

Xuan Yao didn't answer, and glanced at him inscrutablely, "Chenhua, do you know Yinlongyi?"

"Yinlongyi, are you kidding? That is the treasure of our Yinlong royal family from generation to generation, with the most powerful mana in heaven and earth, my father can rule these four seas and eight wildernesses, to put it bluntly, don't you rely on this Yinlongyi!"

"Hmph! You are really naïve, do you think he is really the strongest in the world?" Xuan Yao said disdainfully, "I have actually been doubting for a long time, if he really has Yinlong wings, how can he always force Jinghua to death? Yanlong or Canglong, how can he be in his eyes? How can he be willing to be ridden on the head of the queen mother for so many years!"

"You...... Don't say that. Chenhua frowned, he didn't like her words, but he didn't have the confidence to refute her, "Father, he's just ...... Just ......"

"He doesn't have Yinlongyi at all! Chenhua, I heard what he said personally! He doesn't have Yinlongyi, he has sent Xuanhua outside all these years just to find his whereabouts of Yinlongyi!"

Chenhua still didn't believe it, and said dumbfoundedly: "How is it possible? Father doesn't have Yinlong Wings? Every Yinlong King must have Yinlong Wings, how can it be ......?"

Looking at the frightened and helpless man in front of him, a trace of contempt and sneer flashed on Xuan Yao's lips, "Xuanyuan Xuan, he is the biggest liar!

Now that the wood has been completed, Xuan Yao is still trembling with anger, and can't help but raise her voice, and sarcastically said: "He doesn't have Yinlongyi at all, so in order to meet his mother, he forcibly broke up me and Jinghua and married me to that puppet! It also caused Jinghua to almost die! But it was because of his selfishness and cowardice! He didn't have Yinlongyi, he was just a puppet! But he still had to save the seat in Lingxiao Palace!"

"That's enough!" Chenhua really didn't want to listen to it anymore, scolded loudly, but regretted it in a blink of an eye, looked at her, and came back with his usual submissiveness, slowed down his tone and said, "I mean, my father may have his difficulties, no matter what, he is also our father......! You don't say that about him. ”

"Our father?" she sneered, "how could he have treated me as his daughter? The title of father and queen mother is just a deception!"

She smiled dismally, then looked at him with ambiguous eyes, and mocked: "But I am not, they don't treat me as their own, as a matter of course." However, Chenhua, you are their son-in-law, what do they do to you?"

She didn't wait for him to speak, and then continued: "In the past, you used the light of the queen mother to be powerful and blessed, and everyone respectfully said to the third highness when they saw you, but now?

"You always think that your father and mother spoil you, and think that you are much more powerful than Xuanhua and Jinghua, but what is the result? Yinlongyi's secret, your father only told Xuanhua one!

"Hehe, Third Highness, please tell me, what are you?

"Xuan Yao!" Chen Hua hissed and roared, "Don't say it! I don't want to hear it!"

She looked at him coldly in a sharp tone, and the cruel words she said made him afraid to look at him directly.

Chenhua's whole body retreated, and then retreated, dodging in panic, but there was nowhere to avoid it, his always handsome face was distorted by pain, and he raised his head, and his helpless eyes almost had water in them.

"No, father, he...... He just didn't want me to take the risk. He snorted, as if he didn't even believe in himself, "He has hardships, he has mine in his heart, and he also has a queen mother, he has no choice but to ......"

"Forget it!" Xuan Yao interrupted him mercilessly, and sneered: "Be sober, my Third Highness! Don't deceive yourself anymore! You, like Jinghua, always refuse to recognize the reality!"

In her eyes that were once gentle and weak, there was a cold and aggressive light, "See your father clearly, and also see your queen mother clearly! They are the most selfish people in the whole world! How much you can do for him, how much is worth in his heart!"

She glanced at him and said in a cold and mocking tone: "For example, Jinghua, as long as he can still hold the sword, he must fight for him and defend the world for him until he exhausts his last breath!"

She looked at him with a slight contempt with her white and sharp chin held high, and spat out one cold word after another.

"You can't do anything, in his heart, it's naturally worthless!"

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Xuan Yao was too sober, sober to the point of almost coldness.

Every word of hers was like a sharp knife, shooting at Chenhua one after another, stabbing him so embarrassed that he had no way to retreat and nowhere to escape.

He knew she was right.

In these nine heavens, there has never been any warmth and warmth in family affection, and people are happy. He had seen this earlier, but it was not his turn, so he couldn't think about it.

He closed his eyes, and Jinghua's pale face shook in front of him again.

All the while, he looked at his second brother from a compassionate perspective. Watching him struggle and gasp hard, watching him grit his teeth and hold his sword again and again powerlessly, exhausting every drop of his blood and every bit of spiritual power for his father's society.

At that time, I also felt that he was bitter, but he just looked at it. He didn't have the courage to say anything for his second brother, even that time, he heard that the queen mother beat the mandarin duck with a stick, causing the second brother's heart disease to recur, and the most he could do was to help him block a jar of wine.

He just felt like it wasn't his business.

He was just glad. It's okay, it's okay, it's not yourself.

He's a coward.