The white veil swayed in the wind, swaying like a fairy in this empty hall as if no one was there. (Fastest and most stable update)

The red candle flickered softly, and the flame frolicked like a restless child.

The quiet hall is no longer as noisy and noisy as Fang Cai, but more serious, a sense of tension that is about to leave the string.

The king of the south threw away all the superfluous people in this hall, and the hall became so quiet that it could be heard clearly as a needle falling to the ground.

Qin Yun and Qin Yue both stood by Feng Yihan's side, protecting their master from any harm.

And Lan Lingxuan also waved away the people who came casually, and stood in the hall looking at the form in the hall.

Feng Yin also stood beside Nangong Heng, and he observed the silence of this room.

Just now, he was amazed by the conversation between King Xi and the Assassin, but he managed to convince him down.

This hall was the last day of the king's guard, and he wondered if the king's death was related to this person.

The silence and silence of everyone allowed Xia Yan, who was sitting on the chair, to take a good look at this palace palace, only to see him take a look at it, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this palace to be so luxurious, not inferior to Nanguo at all, but it's a pity that this white yarn is too eye-catching!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw the white veil beside him fluttering down.

"Don't be rude to my father!" Nangong Heng's voice resounded throughout the hall, but it couldn't stop him from destroying the hall.

Xia Yan ignored his stop, still looked at everything around him coldly, and then looked at Feng Yihan and said, "Has the King of the West decided, give me what I want, and then you can get what you want, why not?"

"Thirteen! Enough! He's dead, do you still want to do this?!" King Nan saw that there was no one in his eyes, and his heart was even more annoyed, if he hadn't sent someone to thoroughly investigate the Hidden Moon Pavilion a few days ago, he wouldn't have believed that he had been incognito all these years, and had set up a secret organization called the Hidden Moon Pavilion.

And when he was besieged by that fire, although he escaped, he ruined his ordinary appearance, he didn't expect things to be like this, but he still didn't regret it, but intensified! After many years of dormancy, he finally appeared!

He provoked wars between other nations at every turn, and he also inflicted poison on his daughters, is this his revenge on him!

"Enough, not enough, who said enough?! I haven't gotten what I want, how can it be enough!" The rampant laughter was gone, and the extra hideousness on Xia Yan's face made people feel terrified when they looked at it.

"At the beginning, you got everything, and what about me?!What did I get?!My appearance was ruined!Nothing! Burned out! Burned out! How do you tell me to swallow this breath!" The painful expression was overflowing, and the pain on Xia Yan's face made Nan Wang seem to be able to empathize.

Looking at him, his memory returned to the beginning, the original struggle for the throne, fratricidal fratricide, who had lived against whom, it was all in the past, and the final result was the result of his lifelong regret, when he knew that the palace of the thirteen princes was on fire, it was too late, for winning or losing, the stubbornness of the thirteen made him decide to end his life by himself, and he couldn't stop it if he wanted to······

He held a grand and solemn burial ceremony for him, which was only used when the king died.

Over the years, he has had pity and sibling affection for him, but he didn't expect that in the end, he didn't die, he didn't die······ Should he be happy, or should he be happy?

A self-deprecating laugh sounded above the hall, and King Nan looked at him, and his heart actually increased with a sense of sadness.

"What do you want? Brother Wang will give you whatever you want, give it to you, okay?" With a bit of begging voice falling into his ears, seeing Nanwang's behavior with his own eyes, Feng Yihan and the others all had a slightly different feeling in their hearts.

Feng Yihan twisted his eyebrows and looked at Nanwang's face, his face was not good-looking, maybe he really wanted to fulfill his duties as a father, was protecting her his biggest purpose now?

With a slight squint in his eyes, Xia Yan approached King Nan, and when he saw the begging in his eyes, he was silent, without any expression on his face, and seemed to be moved.

"Give me what I want, are you telling the truth?" After a long time, Xia Yan opened his mouth, and his eyes gradually became clearer when he looked at Nanwang.

After so many years, he has not looked at the Wang brother who grew up with him so clearly, in the past years, he can only live in the dark forever, he does not dare to let anyone see his true face, because if someone sees him and exposes his identity, then all his efforts will be in vain, how can he let all his efforts be ruined in one fell swoop?! Everything he wants to get, no matter what the price is!

"What I said is true! As long as you are willing to hand over the antidote, I will give you what you want!" What he wants is clear in his heart, how can he not understand the character of Thirteen, over the years, he has done so much is why that throne, for it, he can keep himself incognito for many years without letting others discover his true identity, and he can also ruin everything for the sake of power, how can he not know what he wants in his heart? !

"Okay, very good!" Hearing Nanwang's promise, Xia Yan's eyes bloomed with a strange brilliance, he had been waiting for this day for a long time, it was really in vain that he had worked hard for many years, everything was so easy to get, it was so easy to get!

"Hahaha, I finally succeeded, finally succeeded! I said, one day I will repay the humiliation of the year little by little! I did it! I finally did it!" Xia Yan's happiness was obvious, and his disfigured face became even more hideous and terrifying because of his happy expression.

The silence in the room was made even quieter by his laughter.

At this time, the door in the main hall creaked open, and everyone turned their heads one after another, only to see Aunt Wan outside the door and the maid behind her walking into the hall together.

But I saw that Aunt Wan was holding the tray in her own hands, and looked at the people in this hall with a smile.

When Nanwang saw her coming, the expression on his face was not too different from Fang Cai, he walked slowly towards Aunt Wan and asked, "Are the drinks ready?"

"Your Majesty, it's all here. Aunt Wan gestured to him for something in her hand, and the smile on her face slowly bloomed.

"Thirteen, you want the right to give it to you, how about you accompany Brother Wang to drink this last glass of wine?"

picked up the wine glass brought by Aunt Wan and gestured to Xia Yan.