The wooden hairpin is not a hairpin, and there is no tassel at the tail, it is a hairpin with the same poor material and workmanship.

This hairpin, which no one will pick up when thrown to the side of the road, is carefully embedded with a few gold wires according to the texture, which perfectly fills the defects caused by the hairpin itself or the craftsmanship of the maker, and doubles the value of this tattered goods that cannot be used on the stall.

But no matter how high the value is, it is far from worthy of the princess, let alone the honor of Yuehuang.

Feng Zhiping was not surprised by why Yuehuang would bring such a hairpin all the time, what he cared about was the hairpin itself, because it was very familiar.

It is so familiar that he made it himself, he is the "craftsman" whose craftsmanship is unsightly, and this hairpin is not only one, but a pair!

Yuehuang seemed to notice it and turned her head.

Feng Zhiping came back to his senses, ignoring the strange gazes of others, his eyes stared at Yuehuang's flying immortal bun and moved his steps, until he walked to the opposite side and stepped on his father's table and finally saw it clearly.

Really a couple!

Yuehuang is Shuang'er!

How can it be?!

Feng Zhiping fell into a stupor.

Yuehuang said that she killed Shuang'er, if this is the case, it is nothing to bring back the priceless Xiaoluo Sword as a trophy, why did she bring back this pair of hairpins as well, and wear them on her head, and on such an occasion?

What's more, she has been weak since she was a child, and she has never been out of the palace gate a few times, how could she come all the way to Shuang'er by "coincidence" to kill someone, and "more coincidentally" fell in love with the hairpin on Shuang'er's head, and brought it back to the palace with her pocket?

Xiaoluo Jian can still be said to be a group of old men calculating, only he and the two Shuang'er know about the hairpin, is it possible for this group of old things to be unpredictable and know the special significance of this hairpin?

So it's no coincidence, Yuehuang is a twin!

Her surname is You instead of You, she lied to herself, she is the most beloved concubine of His Majesty, the most noble emperor of the Tianyuan Dynasty!

But why?

Why did You Wanli, as the master of the people, knowingly commit a crime, and send his concubine to Diancang Mountain to learn art?

Feng Zhiping was confused, and suddenly remembered what Zhao Wei had said to him.

Yuehuang has suffered from a stubborn illness since she was a child, lingering on the sickbed all the year round, that is, she rarely appears on formal occasions, there are few people who have seen her, and most of the only people are cautiously and hurriedly glanced at her from afar and hurriedly bowed her head, such as Zhan Qianwu, a "frequent visitor" who can often enter the palace to ask for peace, has never seen her once, so that Yuehuang is not obvious in your circle, and when she mentions it, she will remember that there is such a person in the palace, and no one can even remember it.

In other words, no one knows what Yuehuang's condition is, and no one dares to listen, in other words, whether she is really sick, whether she is cured or treated, and even whether she is really recuperating in bed in her Qihuang Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhiping took a deep breath, he understood.

Yuehuang is indeed sick, but her illness is not a physical illness but a heart disease, and the heart disease is not accurate, it should be said that there is a mental problem.

She has two personalities!

This disease can not be cured by medicine, and it can be solved without grooming.

You Wanli was helpless and helpless, and when normal means could not save his beloved little daughter, he could only secretly turn his gaze to the rivers and lakes, and turned to the fairy on the Moon Peak of Diancang Mountain.

This person is Han Fengxue!

Han Fengxue is the top illusion master of Tianyuan, unlike others, she does not rely on external objects to study "A Thousand Feelings Formula", she directly enters the illusion with her heart, a pair of empty and affectionate eyes can make people disappear with just one look, Yuehuang's "disease" If you ask who can cure it, there is no doubt that she has the greatest grasp!

Therefore, You Wanli hid from everyone, secretly sent Yuehuang to Wangyue Peak, and for some reason, he directly let Yuehuang worship under Han Fengxue's door, and became Han Fengxue's closed disciple under the pseudonym "You Shuang'er".

Feng Zhiping suddenly remembered another piece of evidence, that is, the residence of Shuang'er on Mochizuki Peak.

He had felt that the layout of Izumo Pavilion was familiar, and at this moment he finally remembered that the strange scene of the sea changing here and the sun and the moon was not the same as Shuang'er's residence!

And if I'm not mistaken, the name of Shuang'er's small courtyard is "Luan Xiju", how can such a name with royal characteristics be available to a mere martial arts sect?

Han Fengxue's personal disciples can't either!

In addition, according to Senior Sister Zhou Chang, the two hall masters of Luan Xi Junai Qiyuan Hall worked together to refine more than 3,000 catties of Sumeru stone coarse material plus countless auxiliary materials, and it took two years to refine the colorless and transparent essence of Sumeru stone, and then Han Fengxue personally came forward to invite the formation master of the Falling Moon View to set up the formation, plus build a house and arrange the garden, and it took a total of five years before and after to build such a beautiful and magnificent residence.

Who else can invite so many masters, and let Sect Master Qiu Mobai personally come forward to force the elders in charge of the Rongshan Treasure House to open a warehouse and release materials?

Just a closed disciple of Fairy Han can have this face?

It must be a princess, an emperor, and the face of the royal family!

In addition to these, there are many other corroborations, such as Shuang'er's food and clothing, such as Shuang'er's insight and conversation, and such as the cold reception she received.

Cold reception...

Feng Zhiping sighed.

Of course, the split mind is the reason, but there is a more important person, and that is her identity!

The lower-level people don't know her details, just relying on his name of "Han Fairy Disciple" is enough, and he is afraid to get close, and the senior sisters around her must know her details, and they dare not be too close, for fear of causing trouble, the two are superimposed, which makes her unable to make friends.

Until his stunned young man appeared, as a sword marquis, he was used to it since he was a child, no matter who you are, young master, I will play together if you are pleasing to the eye, and if you are not pleasing to the eye, I will tell you to get out, and I broke the heart of Yiren by mistake, and also kicked open my own heart.

Thinking about it, Feng Zhiping remembered something again, and smiled bitterly.

I remember that when Dongdayuan was separated, You Shuang'er was shocked when he heard that he was the "famous prince of the Red Sword", but after being shocked, he did not show disdain, disgust, alienation and other looks, nor did he show the joy of climbing the high branches, but lowered his head shyly. Reading.com

"It's good, that's good. ”

This sentence is still in his ears, Feng Zhiping didn't think about it every time he thought about it at the time and afterwards, he just thought that it was the other party's real reaction after learning that he was "the right person", and he couldn't understand until this moment that what he really meant was that he deceived others, and they also deceived her, and the dead girl was happy!

"Have you seen enough?" Feng Moxiu was slightly stunned, interrupting Feng Zhiping's thoughts, and his chin gestured to the foot that stepped on the grilled fish, "When do you want to step on it?"

Feng Zhiping glanced at his father and didn't answer, put down his feet, and took a deep breath.

"Is that you?"

Yue Huang didn't say a word, and her veil fluttered slightly.

"It's you. ”

Feng Zhiping showed a determined smile, his eyes burning.

"You lied to me, and you dare to trick me, it's good!

The old emperor's face darkened, wondering if this kid was blind, didn't he see that his own emperor's father was still sitting here?

"What are you talking nonsense!" Chao Heming scolded lightly, his eyes probing.

This kid's face changed faster than turning a book, and he was disgusted just now, why did he become a concubine at this time?

Could it be...?

He was not stupid, he vaguely guessed the joint, and glanced back and forth on Feng Zhiping and Yuehuang in surprise.

The same is true for other people, Feng Zhifang has only expressed his determination to be categorical, but at this moment his appearance has changed greatly, if it is not for the lack of face and skin, and the poor and expensive, then there is only one possibility.

But, how is this possible?

"What did I say, you!"

Feng Zhiping stepped on the fish and jumped back into the field, completely ignoring the old father behind him, looking at the grilled fish with a black face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Walking to Chao Heming ten steps away and standing still, Feng Moxiu held the bun and hung the corners of his mouth, his expression was more contemptuous than Chao Heming's contempt for Zongzhengran.

"It's none of your business, when you're full, pack up and go home." ”

"What are you talking about!" Chao Heming was furious, since he called Tian Yuan, no one dared to talk to him like this.

"Don't understand?" Feng Zhiping frowned, and changed his concise expression, "Get out, do you understand?"

"You!"

"And you!" Ignoring Chao Heming, Feng Zhiping turned his head to look around, "No matter what you have in mind, accept it, I will marry this person, and if you are not satisfied, you can try it." Alas, what is Your Highness, what did you just say? Oh, the sword has no eyes, this young master has a family history, and he doesn't know how to keep his hands!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and snatched the Xiaoluo sword, and smiled apologetically at the indignant Xiangyun: "I'm sorry, the water washed the Dragon King Temple, you have to blame your master, don't blame me~!"

Xiangyun gritted his teeth angrily, turned his head to look at Yuehuang, who did not express himself, glared at Feng Zhiping hatefully, and stepped aside.

"It's better than nothing, and you still want to take the sword, put it down!"

Chao Heming split his hand to snatch it.

Feng Zhiping turned around and jumped away, grabbed the middle of the scabbard and turned around for half a circle, held it with his backhand, and threw it at Yuehuang.

"Just keep the things you have to give, what if you lose them? I can't find another one so good for you!"

You Wanli's eyes flashed and he stretched out his hand to grab it, but when he saw that Yuehuang was faster, he got up and grabbed it first and threw it back.

"This palace is not rare! Say it is good to be the lottery head, whoever wins will take it! Want to send me? Hmph, win this stupid black rough first!"

Maybe he was angry, but this time the original voice used was no longer hoarse and harsh, as crisp as a yellow bird.

Feng Zhiping no longer had any doubts, his mouth grinned to the root of his ears, and he was about to grab the sword clinker Chao Heming slapped it horizontally, he turned around to deal with it, but Xiangyun was alert, took the opportunity to fly over and grabbed the sword in his arms, and ran to Hu Xing's side and looked at it provocatively.

"Okay, you keep it first, and it's not too late to take it later!" Feng Zhiping said, his hands kept coming, and Chao Heming was fighting with you with his bare hands.

The people present saw that the two of them were evenly divided against each other, and the scattered fist wind and palm wind were forcing people to breathe from afar, and their eyes were suddenly surprised and weird.

This son is so strong, so strong!

Who said he was a piece of rubbish?

There is also that rumor, what happened to be cured of a master's hidden illness, this kind of cultivation can be practiced in just a year and a half?

It must be concealed, these two don't know what the hell they are doing, they are so dead to hide and treat the people of the world as monkeys!

After a few words, everyone's eyes fell on You Wanli and Yuehuang even more strangely.

Damn, I guessed it!

Feng Zhiping said that his intended person was Han Xianzi's beloved apprentice, and now he is so persistent in Yuehuang, doesn't he say...

You Wanli's eyes were gloomy, he swept away coldly, his strange gaze was instantly clean, and after secretly breathing a sigh of relief, he looked at Feng Zhiping with an unkind look.