Facing Yan Ziyue's eyes looking at him, Xiao Yan's heart tingled, but he still endured it, looked at Nangong pardon and said, "Nangong pardon, please...".

"Xiao Yan, let the horse come over", Nangong Yu was already angry at this time.

"Nangong pardon, do you really want to do it with Lone"?

"What do you think"?

Yan Ziyue pulled Nangong Yu's arm, deliberately behaved very affectionately with Nangong Yu in front of Xiao Yan, and said in his ear: "Nangong Yu, let's go back and find a way...".

"Yue'er...".

"Listen to me...", Yan Ziyue turned her back to Xiao Yan, looked at Nangong Yu, put her hand on his chest and knocked twice.

"Hmm...", Nangong Yu understood what Yan Ziyue meant, and did not compete with Xiao Yan anymore.

"Nangong pardon, I'm a little tired...", Yan Ziyue leaned on Nangong pardon and said, Nangong pardon heard this, picked up Yan Ziyue horizontally and turned around and walked back, so angry that Xiao Yan's face turned green, but it was not good to have a seizure in person, and the anger in his heart disappeared a lot.

"Your Majesty... We...", Lan Jia asked, looking at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan raised his hand, made a "needless" movement, looked at Xiao Huang and said, "Huang...", his eyes motioned for him to follow.

In the Fang Palace, Nangong Yu came back with Yan Ziyue and ran into Beihai.

"Your Highness Yue, you're finally back...", Beihai put on a look of almost crying.

Nangong pardoned a glance at Beihai, swept past him, and went straight back to the southern courtyard.

The incident of Yan Ziyue, the daughter of the Fire Phoenix King, and Nangong Yu in Xiaojing soon spread outside the palace, causing a lot of speculation and various rumors.

After dark, Xiao Yan finished his trivial work and came to the south courtyard of the Fang Palace, but was stopped outside the courtyard by the Nangong pardon, and the two almost fought, and in the end it was Yan Ziyue who came forward.

"Flame, what are you going to do"?

"I...".

"You go back, it's not about Nangong pardon, it's because I don't want to see you."

"Month...".

"Flame, with our current status, there shouldn't be any emotional entanglements."

"I don't care... In my heart, how can the country compare with you", as soon as Xiao Yan said this, Manager Li and the others behind him knelt down directly, looking at Xiao Yan silently, Nangong Yu also cast a strange look at Xiao Yan, although he had long seen his love for Yan Ziyue, but he never thought that he could really give up the power of the country for Yan Ziyue.

"Flame, you say this will make all the people hate me"?

"Month...".

"Let's go", Yan Ziyue finished speaking, and endured the hidden pain in her heart and walked in without looking back.

Xiao Yan stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at Yan Ziyue's back, until he disappeared from sight, and then turned around and left melancholy.

Concubine An looked at Xiao Yan with a sad and lonely look, and after leaving, she came to the South Courtyard to see Yan Ziyue.

This time, Concubine An stayed longer than last time, and Nangong Yu and Beihai were a little stunned waiting in the courtyard.

In the Zhaoyang Palace, Xiao Yan summoned An Lu and Lan Jia.

"I've seen Your Majesty...", An Lu and Lan Jia bowed and saluted.

"Excuse me... Sit down", Xiao Yan walked to the center of the hall and sat down, motioning for An Lu and Lan Jia to sit down.

"Uncle, do you know what I have called you for?"

"Of course I know, even if Your Majesty doesn't ask, I will enter the palace today."

"That's good... Uncle, please speak, and listen alone."

An Lu looked at Lan Jia and motioned for him to speak.

Lan Jia nodded, stood up and saluted to Xiao Yan, "Your Majesty, according to the ministers, you are likely to be the son of the Hades."

"Hades? Which Hades"?

"Hades Raid...".

When Xiao Yan heard this, his heart tightened, there was no accident, only sadness, and he unconsciously looked at his hands, which were once stained with the blood of his own father, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

An Lu and Lan Jia saw that Xiao Yan did not speak, but looked down at their hands in a daze, and glanced at each other, revealing surprised expressions.

"Your Majesty... You...", Lan Jia was about to speak, but was interrupted by Xiao Yan: "Lan Jia, you continue".

"It's... Your Majesty", Lan Jia took a breath and explained in detail how he found out about this secret and the process of discovering the body of Hades.

Xiao Yan listened carefully and didn't say a word.

After Lan Jia finished speaking, he looked at An Lu and bowed his head silently.

"Lan Jia, since you were ordered to investigate Gu's life experience, why didn't you tell your father the truth?"

"Your Majesty, Your Minister... Before becoming the chief of the imperial guard, the minister was the close guard of the king of Hades."

When Xiao Yan heard this, he looked up at Lan Jia, who was both his master and his courtier, and smiled, which made Lan Jia a little flustered for a while.

"Your Majesty, don't you believe it"?

"Of course not, Lone was just thinking, since his father had suspected Lone, why would he pass the throne to Lone"?

"It's... The minister will not know."

Seeing this, An Lu got up and said, "He knows that if he doesn't pass it on to you, if he changes to any prince, I'm afraid this dragon chair will not be able to sit steadily."

"No, uncle, don't you know your father? He's not that kind of person."

"That is, he can finally conclude that you are his son, and he feels that he has failed you all these years, so he wants to make up for it."

Xiao Yan listened, hoping that it was because of the latter, but he did not deny the former, so his heart was very complicated for a while, and he was silent again.

After a while, Xiao Yan looked at An Lu and said, "Uncle, how did you know about this?"

"I...", An Lu was speechless for a while, not daring to face Xiao Yan's gaze.

"It's the lonely concubine, right? She told you right"?

"It's... Yes", An Lu had no choice but to admit.

Xiao Yan laughed self-deprecatingly, took a step back, stroked his forehead, and said, "She really already knew... Why did she marry her father when she was already pregnant with me?"

"It's not her fault, I forced her", An Lu Humei was heartfelt, and quickly explained.

"Uncle, is that really the case"?

"Of course, I can't lie to you", An Lu was obviously a little lacking in confidence, and he was deliberately emphasizing.

Xiao Yan stared at An Lu for a while, didn't say anything, let the two of them leave, and sat in the middle hall of Zhaoyang Hall by himself until late at night, and no one dared to come forward to disturb him.

Before An Lu left the palace gate, he saw Qu Niang waiting, stuffed a letter to An Lu, and asked An Lu to come to visit the Fang Palace tomorrow.

On the way back to his house, after reading the letter, he was so angry that he slapped the sedan chair, and the legs of the person carrying the sedan chair trembled.

The next day, An Lu came to the Pufang Palace after the early dynasty, first went to the west courtyard to see Concubine An, and then came to the south courtyard.

"I heard that the princess of the fire phoenix is here, An Lute came to see her, what, can't you?" An Lu stood at the gate of the courtyard and met Nangong Pardon, who was blocked.

"It turned out to be Generalissimo An, long admiration"!

"You are Nangong pardon, Nangong is your father? Well... Sure enough, the tiger father has no dogs", An Lu looked at Nangong Yu, with some appreciation in his eyes.

"Marshal An has won the award, I have long heard my father mention you, it is rare to be fortunate to see you", Nangong pardon is polite, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hmm...", An Lu nodded, stepped into the courtyard and walked directly inside, stopped in the middle, turned to Nangong and said, "The princess of the fire phoenix can be"?

Nangong Yu was a little unhappy with An Lu's uninvited, but he kept a gentle smile on his face and said, "Marshal An, please wait...", after speaking, he went to Yan Ziyue's room.

After a while, Nangong pardoned out and led An Lu to the outer hall of Yan Ziyue's room to sit.

Yan Ziyue's delicate makeup, a water-blue gradient brocade robe came out, An Lu looked sideways, looked at it for a long time, and did not withdraw her gaze until Yan Ziyue walked to the opposite side of the round table and sat down.

"You are the princess of the fire phoenix"?

"Exactly...", Yan Ziyue replied politely, and he clearly felt suspicion and hostility in An Lu's eyes just now, not to mention respect, so he asked politely: "Presumably Your Excellency is the famous Marshal An Lu, right?"

"Hmm... Yes, it's the old man."

"I don't know what Marshal An has to teach here"?

"I can't imagine that the princess of the fire phoenix is such a straightforward and clear person"?

"Marshal Ann smiled."

"Hehe... In this case, I will not hide it, let's be honest, my free Majesty is about to get married soon, and it is inconvenient to keep His Royal Highness the princess."

Yan Ziyue listened, her heart ached faintly, but her face was as calm as water: "So, Marshal An is here to drive away guests on behalf of the monarch"?

"If you understand it that way, you can do it."

"Could it be that this carefree emperor is reluctant to give a glass of thin wine, or is he afraid that I will not be able to give a big gift."

"That's not it... It's just that I have never invited His Royal Highness the Royal Highness of the Fire Phoenix to His Majesty's wedding", An Lu said and looked at Yan Ziyue, seeing that her face was not shocked, he couldn't help but feel a little approving.

Nangong Yu listened, his eyes glanced at An Lu, with a little anger, and he wanted to speak, but was suppressed by Yan Ziyue's eyes.

"I see, then you tell Your Majesty the Emperor that this princess congratulates him on his new marriage, in addition, this Xiaojing is far less comfortable than Fengdu, as long as he doesn't stop it, I don't want to stay for a moment longer."

"This is very good, then the old man will arrange to send the princess out of the city."

"Marshal An, I'm tired", Yan Ziyue looked at An Lu and pursed her lips and smiled shallowly.

An Lu glanced at Yan Ziyue and left with his sleeves brushed up.

"Nangong pardon, send Marshal An out".

Nangong Yu looked at Yan Ziyue, his face was clearly unwilling, but he couldn't resist Yan Ziyue's firm eyes, and sent An Lu outside the courtyard gate without saying a word.

"Yue'er...", Nangong pardoned back, and said with a somewhat angry look: "Yue'er... You don't have to see him."

"What's the matter, angry? Is that all there is to it? It's not worth it, and if he can get us out of town, I'll have to thank him. I'm afraid, it's not that easy. Tomorrow, I may not necessarily go out, maybe, early tomorrow morning, I won't even be able to go out of this courtyard...", Yan Ziyue said, pouring herself a cup of hot flower tea and tasting it, but in her heart she was thinking about the big wedding of Xiaoyan, guessing what kind of woman he would get.

Sure enough, early the next morning, An Lu and others took turns guarding outside Nanyuan day and night.

Although Nanyuan is located in a quiet place, there are few people coming and going, but the news of Xiaoyan's wedding still reached Yan Ziyue's ears, making Yan Ziyue feel uncomfortable to hear, like a fish in her throat, but she couldn't show any emotion.

Xiao Yan still came to Nanyuan at the same hour every day, and confronted Nangong Yu at the door for a long time, Yan Ziyue just didn't come out, so she could only leave with sadness, which made people feel distressed.

For this reason, Beihai and Xiaohuang have both come to persuade her, but Yan Ziyue still did not agree, because Yan Ziyue knows that once some things can't help it, it will bring more harm, just like Concubine An said to herself, really loving someone is not to have it willfully, but to guard it silently, to guard it from being known, to guard it from being hurt, even if she has to endure all the pain and misunderstanding. At this moment, Yan Ziyue may have felt the difficulty of Concubine An as a mother, a mother's love who is willing to give up everything to protect, and may be a little selfish and cruel to others, but it is understandable and still admirable.

The day before the wedding, Concubine An visited again and asked Yan Ziyue for help because of Xiao Yan's refusal to marry, hoping that Yan Ziyue could persuade Xiao Yan to complete the marriage.

These days, Nangong Yu can also see that Yan Ziyue can hide her thoughts and emotions, so that there is no joy, anger and sorrow, only the reluctance that seems to be light and light, and Xiao Yan is also, every time she leaves, her sad back, as if not only disappearing into the night, but also a kind of sadness that disappears in the world.

Nangong Yu felt that Concubine An's request for Yan Ziyue was very excessive, staring at her angrily, eager to drive her away, seeing that she was a little afraid, but she was still unwilling to give up, waiting for Yan Ziyue's answer.

After a long time, Yan Ziyue said: "I promise you, but I also have one condition."

"You say"?

"On the day of the wedding, we are leaving the capital of Xiaojing, I believe that you and Marshal An Lu must have a way, right?"

"Well... I promise that on the day of Yan'er's wedding, I will definitely send you out of the capital."

On the eve of the wedding, Xiao Yan came, Nangong Yu didn't stop him anymore, let him in, and stayed outside the courtyard gate with An Lu and others.

"Month... Are you finally willing to see me"? Xiao Yan said and took Yan Ziyue into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Flame... Congratulations".

"Month... You..., I don't need your congratulations", Xiao Yan let go of Yan Ziyue slightly, and looked at her with a sad look in his eyes.

"Do you want me to bless you? I heard that you accepted two beauties at once, An Lu's righteous female ghost, no, it's called An Ying now, and the other is the young master's daughter Feifu...".

"Enough, I don't want to listen to this, they are not what I want, I only want you... Do you really not feel bad at all? You... You said you loved me, did you just lie to me? Xiao Yan looked at Yan Ziyue Dao, his eyes affectionate and resentful.

"I...", Yan Ziyue's heart was in turmoil, like a dandelion fluttering in the wind, without falling.

"Yue, don't go, stay with me, okay? Let me love you and love our children, okay? As long as you are willing, I will promise whatever you want...".

"Really"? Yan Ziyue echoed what Concubine An had said in her mind, and kept persuading herself to be calm, to be resolute, not to waver, and not to be soft-hearted.

"Of course... month, you say, what do you want"?

"I want you to get married tomorrow as scheduled..."?

"What"?

"You're repentant, aren't you?"

"Month... You, if I say yes, will you really stay with me?"

"Hmm... I swear that if I break my promise, I won't live more than a year...".

When Xiao Yan heard this, he quickly stretched out two fingers and pressed them on Yan Ziyue's lips and said: "I believe, I believe everything you say, I don't want you to die, I don't want you to live, accompany me for the rest of my life."

"I'm sorry, Yan...", Yan Ziyue looked at Xiao Yan and said silently in her heart.