Chang Zijun looked at the black jade and white rhino behind Long Xiang, Long Xiang waved his hand, and the two people behind him consciously withdrew from the room.

After Chang Zijun saw the door closed, he spoke: "Young Master Xu." “

"Miss Chang, what's the matter?"

Chang Zijun plucked up his courage and said, "Young Master Xu, I know your identity. “

Long Xiang looked at Chang Zijun with a solemn gaze, Chang Zijun handed over the painting from his cuffs and put it on the table: "Actually, I don't mean anything else, after all, this is Taiping, Xu Gongzi, you still don't stay too long, my father said, Wang Yi recently went to Qianchuan, there may be any action, Xu Gongzi, it's better to return to Xixuan as soon as possible." “

After Chang Zijun finished speaking, he didn't stay long, so he took his leave. Chang Zijun walked out of the inn, and Cui'er, the girl outside the inn, looked at her in surprise and said, "Miss, so fast?"

Chang Zijun nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I just gave that painting to Xu Gongzi." “

Cui'er walked and said curiously: "Miss, you say, is that Xu Gongzi really from Xixuan?"

Chang Zijun shook his head with a smile and said, "His accent doesn't look like Xixuan, it should be from Anyang City." “

"Then Miss, are you still there?" Cui'er thought it was strange. However, Chang Zijun smiled and said, "I'm just tempting." “

"Tempting what?"

Chang Zijun took Cui'er to the alley opposite the inn, stopped, and said softly: "Temptation, this Xu Gongzi, do you know?" “

"Miss, I don't understand what you're talking about. Do we need to wait here?" said Cui'er, touching her head.

"No, we'll find out tomorrow. Chang Zijun smiled and continued to walk forward.

Chang Zijun guessed that if Xu Gongzi knew that as soon as Wang Yi returned to Fuzhou, no matter what, Yan Xu, who was the head of the Xu family, would be executed, and he was one of the people who could save Xu Gongzi at that time.

If Xu Gongzi doesn't know, then he can also get rid of suspicion for Xu Gongzi.

Chang Zijun thought so in his heart, perhaps, this is self-confidence.

Chang Zijun left, and Long Xiang didn't do much to keep it. He opened the drawing paper left by Chang Zijun, and unfolded it in front of him, which turned out to be a strange and familiar totem.

Long Xiang was stunned. This totem is no stranger to him. The ancient totem of the Xixuan Xu family, the symbol of the atavistic people.

Long Xiao turned to the next room in surprise, and Yan Xu was taking a bath at this time.

In the bathtub next door, a faint mist was emanating from it.

Yan Xu was naked, lying in a bathtub filled with hot water, and she was immersed in the water along with her mouth. The tip of her nose touched the water, and her eyes trembled.

Just now, just now, she took off the dirty coat, she had already seen it, on the white back, the totem that faintly appeared, red as if the skin was reflected out, carved into the skin of the totem, that totem, to her, is not strange to her at all, at least, in her own memory, in the depths of her memory, she knows that the totem is her own belonging, and her own belonging is not in Taiping.

Yan Xu didn't dare to accept it, if she really wanted to leave Long Xiang's side one day, she didn't want to accept it, she was actually a member of the Xu family.

Perhaps, I already knew, but I just didn't want to accept it, the red eyes, and my name, Yan Xu, Yan Xu, Xu Yan, Xu Fu.

She closed her eyes tightly, if she was really the Xu family, then would Taiping still be able to tolerate herself? If she was really the Xu family, Long Xiang, would she still have her own place?

"This is your fate, what are you running away from. Yan Xu suddenly heard the faint voice, from his body, from his bone marrow.

In the darkness, a figure was exactly the same as herself, except that she had red eyes, and the totem behind her was more brilliant and deeper than herself.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Xu Fu, I am you, you are me. “

"Xu Fu. “

"Yes, you, you are the atavistic ancestor of Xu Fu, you are my body, your country, you are Xixuan, you are the head of the next generation of the Xixuan Xu family, why should you be nostalgic for peace. Because, he?"

"I don't know. “

"He is the emperor of Taiping, and he is Xixuan, the enemy of the Xu family for life, why should you cherish him. The emperor has his responsibility, and in his heart, he will never, never be nostalgic for you, so why bother?"

"How do you know that he will not choose me. “

"Because, you are the head of the Xu family, and you will lead Xixuan to unify the peace. If you don't believe it, then try it, look at him, in his heart, in the end, there is this world, or you, Yan Xu. The day is fast coming, and then you will understand all that I have said. “

“。。。。。。 Yan Xu closed his eyes weakly.

Since she was a child, she knew that she was carrying power, and since she was a child, she knew that there was something in her body, but that thing was sleeping. Now, it seems, woke up. When I wake up, I am still myself, but I can no longer be my original self.

So what about him? Will he accept this incomplete self?

Yan Xu slowly opened his eyes, looked at himself in the mist, and hugged himself tightly with both hands. Curled up. It's been a long time, and she can still smell the blood on her body that can't be washed off, and the burning sensation on her back.

At this time, Yan Xu didn't know that the door of the bathhouse was gently opened by Long Xiang, and Long Xiang's eyes fell on the bright totem behind Yan Xu.

Long Xiang definitely didn't expect it, and he slowly closed the wooden door. Pretend that nothing has happened, but can you really do it? The totem behind Yan Xu deeply stimulated himself. That totem is not a stranger, I have seen it, it is the ancient totem of the Xu family. The totem before the division of Beikang. Nearly a hundred years later, this totem appeared in this world for the first time.

This totem is the totem of the head of the Xu family, and it is also the symbol of the atavistic person, then, Yan Xu is the head of the Xu family.

Why did she come to Taiping, why did she approach herself, what was her purpose, she.

For a moment, Long Xiang's head was a mess, and he didn't dare to continue thinking about it, let alone explore it further.

He took a deep breath and walked out of the room, at this time, how would he choose?

Yan Xu, who is it?