Fu Ling'an laughed even more sarcastically.

"Rin Shirakawa, do you want to see what you look like now?"

Rin Shirakawa's face was extremely ugly.

A hosta in his hand suddenly made a crisp sound.

Fu Ling'an stared at him gloomily.

"Rin Shirakawa, do you dare to say that in the past few years, your queen has not had the slightest suspicion?"

Rin Shirakawa breathed heavily.

Fu Ling'an's eyes are so sharp, he immediately caught it.

At this moment, his heart sank suddenly.

Even if he didn't see the woman pretending to be his sister, he was extremely sad because he knew that the person who died in the backyard of Gu Xiang's mansion was his own sister.

He's been stimulating Rin Shirakawa, so isn't he stimulating himself?

He looked forward to Rin Shirakawa's denial, and repeatedly denied it.

Categorically denied.

Even if he folds here today, his sister is still alive.

But the subtle effort of Rin Shirakawa's breathing pause tore apart his heart that had been tight.

It was shattered and torn apart, and his face turned pale in pain.

Fu Ling'an suddenly lowered his eyes, and the previous Yin Owl's ruthlessness and aggressiveness seemed to be just an illusion.

Like a puppet without his soul, he staggered a few steps back and leaned back, his back pressed against the wall to keep himself from falling.

At this moment, he really believed that the secret message from Feng Qingli Feiqi was true.

He threw his head back, covered his eyes with one hand and muttered.

"Huh! It turns out that my sister ...... Really, and a twin sister. ”

Rin Shirakawa's pupil earthquake.

"Fu Ling'an, what did you just say?"

Fu Ling'an was laughing.

Smiling and smiling, his eyes began to redden, and the yin owl under his eyes almost turned into a sharp blade and pierced Rin Shirakawa's heart.

"Rin Shirakawa, I said, my sister has a twin sister! The queen you married is not my sister at all, but her sister! ”

Rin Shirakawa almost denied Fu Ling'an's words when they still had an epilogue.

"Impossible! The High Priest of Heavenly Pivot City has always been a one-man linea! ”

Fu Ling'an laughed.

"A single pass? So what am I? ”

Rin Shirakawa's expression froze.

Fu Ling'an spoke gloomily.

"The four major families of Tianshu City have sat in that supreme position for their children, and they can do anything!"

"Whether the descendants of the Wu clan can practice witchcraft, and how they can attain witchcraft, the ancestors of the Wu clan can determine when they are born."

"Ji Jinhe was able to discard my own son in order to put his daughter in the position of high priest, do you think he is afraid that his daughter will not be able to sit in the position of high priest, so when he was born in twins, he hid the other daughter, just in case?"

Rin Shirakawa froze completely.

His pupils were constricted, and his facial expressions were extremely well controlled.

But Fu Ling'an kept staring at him, and he looked at him very carefully, how could he miss any of his subtle expressions?

Fu Ling'an didn't have the heart to appreciate the change in Shirakawa Rin's expression.

He only wants his sister.

But my sister is really dead.

And all this must have something to do with the false high priest.

It may also be related to their biological father, Ji Jinhe.

Fu Ling'an's expression changed.

There was a hint of murder in his reddish eyes.

He didn't look at Rin Shirakawa anymore, turned around and walked out.

Shocked Shirakawa Rin, even though his brain was blank, he subconsciously stopped him.

"Stop!"

Fu Ling'an walked very fast, and even used light skills.

Rin Shirakawa's heart was pounding, and he tried his best to suppress his heart that was almost bursting and quickly caught up.

Pull Fu Ling'an back when he was about to step out of the door of the imperial study, and quickly closed the door of the imperial study.

"Shadows!"

A dark shadow appeared in the shadows.

"Your Majesty."

Rin Shirakawa tried to keep his sanity and ordered.

"Without my permission, no one is allowed to come within five feet of the imperial study! Especially the Queen! ”

The Shadow nodded, and quickly left.

Fu Lingan slapped Shirakawa Rin on the shoulder.

"I'm going to kill her!"

Shirakawa Rin quickly sideways to avoid it, blocking Fu Ling'an's path again.

"Fu Ling'an, even if she is not Ah Wan, she is also the high priest recognized by Ji Jinhe, do you think you can kill her now?"

It's not that he thinks Fu Ling'an is weak.

On the contrary, Fu Ling'an is strong.

But even so, even if the first swordsman of the four kingdoms of Kyushu couldn't hold up ten moves in front of the current high priest.

No matter how high Fu Ling'an's martial arts are, the one in Fengning Palace is proficient in witchcraft.

If you rush over, you will definitely suffer.

Fu Ling'an paused, and slowly turned to look at Shirakawa Rin.

"You believe me?"

Rin Shirakawa covered his heart with his hand.

It wasn't that he didn't doubt the current Awan.

But for so many years, there have never been rumors in Tianshu City that Ah Wan has a twin sister.

It was when he went to Tianshu City to welcome his relatives and lived in the Ji family's courtyard, whether it was his father-in-law and mother-in-law or the other three family heads he met later, no one looked wrong.

Indeed, he shouldn't have listened to Fu Ling'an's words.

He should go back to Fengning Palace to ask Ah Wan for confirmation.

But after a few years of looking at the occasional disobedience in Ah Wan's heart, he actually had doubts in his heart.

It's just because that person is Ah Wan.

It was the girl he fell in love with when he was seven years old, and it was the sweetheart he struggled to move forward, climbed step by step to the position of the lord of Nanxiang, and finally went to Tianshu City in person to marry his sweetheart, he didn't dare to doubt it.

Don't want to doubt.

He was afraid that Ah Wan would be sad in the slightest.

However, they have not had an heir for three years, and the Manchu Minister of Civil and Military Affairs has repeatedly played, and he is very annoyed.

And what about Awan?

Ah Wan has also changed.

No longer smiling brightly and flamboyantly, and looking at him no longer clear.

Even if it is gentle as water.

But lately he had a panicked feeling that he was about to be drowned by this gentleness.

Especially after receiving a secret letter from Rin Shirakawa, he didn't go to Fengning Palace for three days in a row.

It's just because of Ah Wan's stunned look when she mentioned the "Northern Abyss Tyrant" at that time.

If it weren't for his suspicions, how could Fu Ling'an appear quietly in his imperial study?

Rin Shirakawa lowered his eyes, hiding the turbulent emotions under his eyes.

When he raised his eyes again, his expression was gentle.

"You say you have a niece? How can you be sure it's Awan's child? ”

How could his Awan like someone else?

Or is it Gu Qilin's kind of person?

Or even a lowly aunt?

Ah Wan once said that she would never be a concubine!

She would never share a man with another woman.

Her man can only be hers alone!

The body is, and there can only be him alone in the heart.

Otherwise, she will not marry for the rest of her life, and stay in her Tianji Hall for the rest of her life!

Fu Lingan saw that Shirakawa Rin had a plan, if he wanted to avenge his sister and kill the twin sister who killed his sister......

Rin Shirakawa is the best sword.

Thinking of Xiao Yanbao, Fu Ling'an's expression was rarely soft.

Even if he looks at it, his face is still gloomy, but his eyes are a little warm.

"Needless to say, when you see Yanbao, you will recognize her as your sister's child at a glance."

Rin Shirakawa's breath was suffocating again.

It was as if his heart had been violently stirred by an invisible hand, making him almost lose his temper.

"Awan will never be a concubine with someone!"

Fu Lingan didn't hide it from him.

"She has amnesia."

Looking at Rin Shirakawa's constricting pupils, Fu Lingan added again.

"Yanbao is not Gu Qilin's child, her father is someone else."

Rin Shirakawa's hands gurgled and the sound seemed to come out between her teeth.

"Who?"