The candlelight flickered, reflecting the two people embracing each other, a pair of slender shadows cast on the wall, merging into one, and only the back of Ximen Jingxuan could be seen.

"Xin'er, don't think about it." Ximen Jingxuan stroked Lin Xin'er's hair.

"Hmm." Lin Xin'er smothered on Ximen Jingxuan's chest and nodded.

What she had just realized made her not know how to tell Ximen Jingxuan that she needed to calm herself down as soon as possible.

But she knew she could no longer take her mind off the painting.

The painting may be burned, but the answers and terrible speculations it leaves behind will not be erased.

"Xin'er, it's time for me to go."

Although I am reluctant, I still have to say.

Lin Xin'er still nodded simply.

Ximen Jingxuan was originally going to tell Lin Xin'er the news of Yan'er's disappearance, but seeing that Lin Xin'er was in a bad mood, he didn't speak again.

One more missing person only made her sadder.

Lin Xin'er didn't know how Ximen Jingxuan left.

The person was gone, only the lonely jump of candlelight, and she stood alone in the room.

Turning her head, Lin Xin'er looked at the candle flame, and a person's shadow seemed to emerge from the beating, standing in the candlelight, which was extremely clear.

It was her master who was waving to her, smiling beautifully.

She has always thought that Master is the most beautiful woman in the world, and the unique temperament of Master is something that her mother does not have.

As a Mochizuki fairy in the Moon Tower, she is trying her best to show the posture of the master.

In the Shuiyue Sacred Palace in northern Xinjiang, surrounded by mountains, the master stands on the top of the mountain, dressed in fluttering clothes, like a fairy coming out of thin air, indescribable beauty.

Chu Tiantian said that that kind of beauty made him obsessed.

And she thinks that the palace master of the Water Moon Palace should be like the master. If she wants to inherit the Water Moon Palace, she must inherit all the mantles of the master, including the master's demeanor.

Therefore, she has been following Master's example and studying hard.

However, for her, she didn't think it was too difficult to learn from the master, and it seemed that she inadvertently imitated the master's demeanor.

She didn't know if it was because she was so dedicated to learning from the master that she got the master's favor? Anyway, among the sisters, her demeanor and demeanor are the most similar to the master, and even when Xingyao Yueyao was alive, she once said that the Mochizuki fairy was the most like the master.

Lin Xin'er stared at the flickering candle flame, and suddenly saw the portrait made by Ximen Jingxuan, and the face of the woman in the portrait completely coincided with the master.

In other words, the person in the painting is obviously the master.

However, she is Xia Yubing drawn by Ximen Jingxuan!

After seeing Xia Yubing's appearance clearly, Lin Xin'er understood that the two of them really didn't look alike. In fact, in the past, she looked at herself in the mirror, and knew that she looked like her father, especially when she frowned, it was even more like, I don't know if her father who never cared about her found out?

Although she doesn't look like the "Xia girl" in Zhao Rong's mouth, Lin Xin'er also knows the reason why she recognized the wrong person.

What made Zhao Rong admit that it was not her appearance that made Zhao Rong mistaken, but her demeanor and demeanor.

Originally, it was the shadow of the master that remained on her, but it became a place to contact Xia Yubing.

And Master and Xia Yubing ......

Lin Xin'er turned her head and took a stiff step towards the bed, and finally walked over, sitting down a little weakly.

Ximen Jingxuan thought that she was sad because she remembered the disappearance of Lin Bo and Master, but in fact, it was the striking resemblance of Master and Xia Yubing that scared her.

There are not too many coincidences in the world, and most of them have reasons behind them that are not known......

Because she was looking for Zheng Xianlun, she stepped into King Xuan's mansion, Zheng Xianlun found it, and the master was gone.

The master, who is very similar to Erniang, made her the young palace master of Shuiyue Palace, and secretly "made" her into a fake martial arts master.

The Demon Voice Envoy who led Ximen Jingxuan to the Water Moon Sacred Palace shared Lin Bo's hatred for her mother, and the Demon Voice Messenger was unusually familiar with the Water Moon Palace.

Although the Taishi Mansion was destroyed, the whereabouts of his father were unknown, and he did not die like everyone else......

One after another, coincidences continued to appear in Lin Xin'er's mind, intertwined into a complete picture, which made Lin Xin'er more and more frightened.

The candle burned out at some point, and the room fell into darkness, Lin Xin'er felt a little chilly, and her arms tightly wrapped around her shoulders.

In the darkness, she shivered alone.

Xia Yubing was dead back then, and if she was lucky enough to survive, it was possible to fall off a cliff and meet by chance just like her.

If, by chance, she practiced martial arts, what if......

Lin Xin'er didn't dare to think about it, and shook her head vigorously.

No!

It must not be what she thought it would be.

She must have thought wrong!

Jiang Ziyin in the cold palace was also hidden in the dark, anxious and uneasy.

Some people don't avoid it because they are afraid, but those who are expected to come will really come.

When the black shadow quietly stood in front of Jiang Ziyin, Jiang Ziyin was not afraid, but said in a very calm tone, "You are here." ”

"Are you waiting for me?" Ximen Yin asked, a little impressed by Jiang Ziyin's performance.

"You deliberately want to lure people to Cuizhu Pavilion, but some people came to me, beyond your estimate, how can you not deliberately look for them?" Jiang Ziyin said.

When Lin Xin'er said that someone led everyone to Cuizhu Pavilion, she knew that that person could only be Ximen Yin herself.

"Don't talk nonsense, what did you say to Lin Xin'er?" Ximenyin asked.

"Heh, what can I say? What dare I say? Jiang Ziyin stood up and looked directly at the dark shadow in front of him.

The light was dim, there were no candles, and only Ximenyin's sharp and bright eyes could be seen, like beasts in the woods, waiting to attack at any time.

"Don't worry, Lin Xin'er's level is over, no matter what, I don't dare to tell you, I still want Che'er to live well." Jiang Ziyin said.

"As for me, you can say I don't know who it is, but I'm curious about how you explain that you're being blackmailed." Ximen Yin said, he knew that since it was related to Ximen Che's safety, Jiang Ziyin would not tell the secret even if he was bitten to death.

"I said other things that King Xuan cares about, and it has nothing to do with you." Jiang Ziyin said, "I'm waiting to be punished by the emperor." ”

"I know that as long as it concerns your son, you are brave." Ximen Yin snorted lightly and sneered, "Murder and poisoning are all evil, I don't know how many secrets you hide in your body, isn't it that the matter of the concubine is also related to you?" ”

"Yes, my bottom line is only Che'er, don't worry, no matter what I say, it will not be bad for you, it will not be bad for Che'er, you are the same brothers, please look at this, after the matter is done, give Che'er a way out." Jiang Ziyin said.

"Since you're begging me, your tone is still very hard, do you think you're still the noble queen? Queen mother. Ximen Yin approached Jiang Ziyin, suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Ziyin's hair, and threw her to the ground.

Jiang Ziyin didn't expect Ximenyin to make such an arrogant move on her, so she suddenly followed Ximenyin's hand and pounced on Ximenyin's feet.

Kneeling the queen mother, kneeling the emperor, kneeling father, which concubine has ever knelt down to an unknown prince? The humiliation surged into Jiang Ziyin's heart, his throat was sour, and he couldn't spit out half a sound while panting.

"Simon Che is just an ant in my hand, he can be pinched to death at any time, believe it or not?" Ximenyin's voice floated in the darkness, as eerie as if it came from underground.

Jiang Ziyin nodded vigorously, not knowing if Ximen Yin could see it.

"If I fail, I will take Simon Che to the funeral together, if my thing is done, you have to beg me to spare the life of your dog son, and don't put any stinky shelves on me, which will make me unhappy, and Simon Che is also a death!"

"I know, I know......" Jiang Ziyin finally spoke.

"Tell me what you said to Lin Xin'er." Ximenyin stepped aside and sat down in a chair.

Jiang Ziyin still knelt in front of him, begging for mercy like a dog.

This woman herself is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of her son's death, and it is pitiful that Simon Che understands his mother's heart.

If Simon Che was allowed to stab her in the opposite direction, would it be a very cruel revenge for her murder of him in the past?

Sitting in the dark, Ximenyin's mind was spinning with evil ideas.

Jiang Ziyin told Ximen Yin what she had told Lin Xin'er again, and at the same time, she knew that the old things about the emperor and Concubine Ru were really stirred up by her, and the old things that had been quiet for 20 years would cause what kind of turmoil would be caused by the grievances?

"There is still such a thing between the emperor and the former emperor, Ximen Jingxuan is sure that he is the son of the former emperor, not with the emperor?" After listening to Jiang Ziyin's narration, Ximen Yin sneered.

Jiang Ziyin had already seen his evil, so he was not surprised to hear this beloved third prince say such filthy words.

"You know, it's impossible." Jiang Ziyin said, paused, and continued, "If King Xuan is the emperor's son, how can Concubine Ru be indifferent to him?" ”

"It turns out that this is the reason why you became the queen, I will say how can you raise Ximen Jingxuan so kindly, he is really your lucky star." Ximen Yin said, stood up, and kicked at the figure lying on the ground.

"Ah," Jiang Ziyin snorted and slammed to the side.

"It's all you, if there was no Ximen Jingxuan, how could my road be so difficult today?" Ximen Yin said fiercely.

Hidden in the dark, Jiang Ziyin seemed to be able to see how hideous his warm and amiable face was at this time.

Jiang Ziyin didn't dare to say anything, raised his hand and touched the forehead, which was wet and sticky, broke the skin, and bled out.

If there was no Ximen Jingxuan, the world would have been out of control eight years ago.

Even if it was the second prince and the third prince of the former emperor, and the fourth prince who escaped from the battle, but one mountain could not accommodate the two tigers, and the three of them would still quarrel after getting rid of the emperor and Ximen Jingxuan, I am afraid that it was not any one of the Ximen family who benefited in the end, but other people who peeped into the country.