The clear sky, a clear blue, peaceful and beautiful.

In the Heart Cultivation Palace, it has long been stained red with blood.

Although Leng Chi was injured a little, his fierce and murderous aura was still the same as it was back then.

The few secret guards in front of him had already been killed by him.

A few steps away, Ye Jiuchen was holding a long sword, his black hair was flying, his fair and delicate and angular face had already been splashed with scarlet blood, and on the robe of ink brocade, a little red blood was like a blooming flower, enchanting.

The dark guards in front of him had all fallen, and he stood there like that, like a Shura in the dark, feminine and bloodthirsty.

Ye Jiuchen stared slightly, a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth, and half-squinted his eyes, looking in the direction where Ye Lan and Leng Yue were not far away.

Leng Yue's fingers flexed slightly, clasped at Ye Lan's throat, a face that was always unwavering and calm, and there was no change in expression at this moment.

On the other hand, Yelan's expression was a little solemn.

Ye Jiuchen smiled coldly, and the laughter seemed to come from all directions, revealing a biting coldness.

After a pause, and raising his steps, Ye Jiuchen walked towards Leng Yue and Ye Lan.

The blood-stained tip of the sword dragged on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

From a distance, Ye Jiuchen smiled at the corner of his mouth and looked at Leng Yue.

Leng Yue also looked at Ye Jiuchen.

With just one glance, even if they didn't speak, they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes and what they wanted to say.

Ye Lan's slightly sunken black eyes shone faintly, her chest rose and fell slightly, and her neck could clearly feel the touch of being choked by the cold moon.

Ye Jiuchen got closer and closer, and the few secret guards left behind may not be Ye Jiuchen's opponents at all.

It wasn't that he didn't know that Ye Jiuchen was in Taoguang before, hiding it deeply, and accompanying him to act in one drama after another.

But only today did he really realize that he didn't know Ye Jiuchen at all.

Reversal, often caught off guard.

Originally, the lives of the three of them were in their own hands.

But in an instant, everything is turned upside down.

It's yourself!

I underestimated Leng Yue, but I didn't expect him to be able to stay in danger in such a situation, not be surprised, find the opportunity to act quickly, and change from passive to active.

He didn't expect Ye Jiuchen to be so decisive in killing, his martial arts were not bad, and there were so many secret guards, but they were not his opponents.

I didn't expect that Leng Chi, who has always been loyal to the monarch and the country and is the first to look forward to himself, would turn against each other.

Rigid and conceited, it turns out that he is talking about himself!

"Haha......"

Thinking of this, Ye Lan couldn't help but laugh again, and then waved her hand at the few remaining dark guards who were staring at her and Leng Yue.

It seems that the time has come.

Seeing this, several secret guards couldn't help but be surprised.

Yelan: Is this going to make them step down?

Seeing this, Leng Yue raised her eyebrows.

"Your Majesty, has you given up?"

Ye Lan restrained her smile, looked at Ye Jiuchen without squinting, and after a moment, spoke slowly.

"Lonely never knows what it means to give up."

Cold Moon: "......"

I really want to give you a round of applause.

"Leng Yue, do you want to know the true identity of Ye Jiuchen?"

Ye Lan suddenly said a sentence without warning, although it was for Leng Yue, but she did not lower her voice.

And at this time, Ye Jiuchen had already walked in front of Leng Yue and Ye Lan.

Ye Lan's words, he didn't say a word, he heard them all.

In an instant, Ye Jiuchen's pitch-black pupils suddenly locked.

Leng Yue's eyebrows also trembled slightly.

As for Leng Chi, he was stunned on the spot, not knowing how to react at all.

Ye Jiuchen's true identity?

Cold Moon's brain was spinning rapidly.

According to the memory of the original owner's previous life, Ye Jiuchen is Ye Jiuchen, the ninth son of Ye Lan, the emperor of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and there is no other identity at all.

But now Yelan suddenly threw out such a fatal question.

Don't......

Ye Lan is not Ye Jiuchen's father?

Thinking about it like this, Leng Yue suddenly felt a little square.

But the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was very likely.

Look at Leng Chi's treatment of himself, and then look at Ye Lan's treatment of Ye Jiuchen. Which father would find someone to assassinate his son? Which father would force his son to drink poisoned wine? Which father would kill his own son and make him the target of public criticism?

Leng Yue didn't have no doubts at first.

But after all, the original owner left the golden finger of memory, so Leng Yue didn't think much about it.

And the most important thing is that no matter whether Ye Jiuchen and Ye Lan are biological or not, they are all her Leng Yue's people.

If Ye Lan said this to herself alone, Leng Yue could go back without hesitation.

But now the calf is finished.

The little demon hears it.

It's a bit tricky!

Thinking about it, Leng Yue immediately fixed her eyes and looked at Ye Jiuchen, who was a few steps away.

He was still standing there, his sword in hand, his black hair hanging down his shoulders, his face and body covered in blood, and he was cold.

But Leng Yue could clearly feel that there was something wrong with the little demon's state at this time.

There is indeed something wrong with Ye Jiuchen.

Who is your real identity?

This sentence, like a thunderbolt from the sky, slammed into his head so suddenly, almost making him unable to parry and react.

What does Yelan mean?

Ye Lan had a pair of sharp eyes, and she always stared directly at Ye Jiuchen, and naturally saw the changes in his eyes clearly.

For so many years, he had been reluctant not to say anything about it, just to wait for a suitable time.

Wait for that person to arrive.

But I didn't expect that I was one step earlier, and I didn't wait for that person, but waited for the pit I dug for myself.

But it doesn't matter.

Whether he is conceited or unkind, he will never lose!

Think that if you kill his secret guard and restrain his life, you will be able to control everything?

No way!

Thinking of this, Ye Lan couldn't help but smile confidently, looked at Ye Jiuchen, opened her mouth at the right time, and said tepidly:

"Chen'er, do you want to know who your biological father and biological mother are?"

At this time, Ye Jiuchen was flashing countless pictures in his mind.

Those pictures, as if they were imprinted in his mind and engraved in his bone marrow, became his nightmare, and became his only concern for so many years.

But now, Yelan told him that those nightmares of his might all be fake.

How does this make him accept?

If he is not the son of Yelan and Concubine Xian, then who is he?

Biological father? Biological mother?

Who are you?

Ye Jiuchen's heart suddenly seemed to stop beating, he looked at Ye Lan fixedly, unblinkingly, and looked at the fixed and smug smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had no way to think.

Headache!

My head hurts so suddenly!

A dull pain that caught him off guard slammed into his brain, making Ye Jiuchen's whole person overwhelmed, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, and his body couldn't help but bend down.

The pain was like countless insects and ants gnawing at his temples together, jumping up and down, as if the brains would splash out directly in the next second.

In front of me, there seemed to be a picture flashing, but it was too fast.

He wanted to capture, he wanted to see clearly, but those images were like floating clouds, floating by quickly, without a moment's trace.

How could it be......

How could this suddenly happen?

Seeing Ye Jiuchen's appearance, Leng Yue suddenly became angry.

What's more, she knew that Yelan, a bad old man, was not well-intentioned.

"Ye Jiuchen!"

Leng Yue's low opening, although the voice was not loud, it was enough to penetrate the space, pass through Ye Jiuchen's ears, and go straight to the bottom of his heart.

In the overwhelming pain, Ye Jiuchen suddenly heard Leng Yue calling to himself.

The voice was deep and cold, but it seemed to have a magical power that could awaken his thoughts.

Ye Jiuchen raised his head slowly, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his eyes were also covered with red bloodshots, which looked particularly terrifying and hideous.

Leng Yue had never seen such a night Jiuchen, and her heart tightened suddenly.

"Your Majesty the Emperor!"

Suddenly, Leng Yue spoke, and the voice seemed to come from all directions, with a thick coldness, penetrating the dragon robe on Ye Lan's body, penetrating the skin, and seeping into the body and blood.

For some reason, Ye Lan, who was still full of determination just now, actually shrank uncontrollably when she heard the words Leng Yue.

From birth, he didn't know what fear was.

He only knew that the dragon chair that was high on the sky would one day be his own.

Brotherhood and affection are just stumbling blocks.

When necessary, eradicate without mercy.

In fact, he did.

He was invincible all the way, overcoming obstacles and sitting in this position.

He controls the overall situation, strategizes, and makes good use of people's hearts, and he has long been accustomed to being high above him for so many years.

He didn't know what fear was, and there had never been anyone who made him feel fear.

Even if he was pointed at by Ye Jiuchen with a sword, even if he was pinched by Leng Yue's throat at this moment, he was not the slightest bit afraid.

But just now, Leng Yue's four words made him feel a sense of fear inexplicably and for no reason.

The fear rose from the soles of his feet, quickly rose to the top of his head, and in an instant, he was overwhelmed.

Yelan knew that this was not an illusion.

Because in the next second, Leng Yue's ghost-like voice exploded in his ears again.

She said—

"This time, it's you who is looking for your own death!"

When the words fell, Ye Lan's eyes glared at the boss in an instant.

The eyes are full of disbelief.

"You ......"

"Bang-"

With Ye Lan's voice, the gate of the Heart Cultivation Hall was suddenly knocked open from the outside, and then a group of soldiers holding swords and wearing armor rushed in.

The people at the head, one man and one woman.

When he saw the situation in the Heart Cultivation Palace, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Cold Moon!"

"Leng Yue, stop!"

Ye Mohan rushed into the hall, looking at Leng Yue's expressionless face in a daze, the strong, undisguised murderous aura, and couldn't help shouting.

But Leng Yue turned a blind eye and heard nothing, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a feminine arc.

Immediately, the finger forced-