"I haven't seen you for seven years, you've changed a lot," the young man didn't answer Ying Chen's question, but looked him up and down with interest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ying Chen's face darkened, his eyes narrowed, and he watched another person step out of the whirlpool, a tall strong man, this is a personality person, with the strength of five awakenings.

He hasn't changed much on the surface, but in his heart he is ready to strike at any time, or run away.

On the top of this mountain, the young man wearing a yellow python robe is the son of Prince Ji of Wupin!

Known as the second son, Ji Zisu.

He is kind, makes friends all over the world, and has a wide range of popularity. Among the many sons of the nine princes, it is the most conspicuous. In the sanctuary, no one knows, no one knows.

However, under this smile, he is a mysterious person, obviously not the son of the world, but he is even more high-profile than the son of the world.

In Yingchen's understanding, the other party doesn't seem to be a personality, and as for the past seven years, he doesn't know. But now, except for some changes in appearance with age, everything else is the same as before.

There have been several encounters with each other, and they can't be real friends, but they have received an indirect helping hand from each other, and they should know each other.

At this moment, Ji Zisu appeared without warning, so that he couldn't guess the other party's true purpose.

"My son is here to deliver a letter to you. Ji Zisu smiled unabated, glanced at the big white beside Ying Chen, and said.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yingchen for a long time without speaking, nor was he angry, nor embarrassed. Instead, he continued to speak with a smile that did not decrease but increased: "A good news, a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"If you have something to say, you can say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go. Ying Chen finally spoke, and he rolled his eyes at Ji Zisu.

He hated the other party's condescending tone, hated it seven years ago, and still do.

Ji Zisu did not have the slightest change in tone and mood because of Ying Chen's white eyes, he flicked his sleeves, smiled, and said leisurely: "I only have one mouth, and it is impossible to say two news at the same time."

You have to be selective. ”

"If I had to choose only two outcomes, either I would listen to them all or I would not listen at all. ”

"Very well, which one do you want to hear first? Ji Zisu's questioning was unrelenting.

There is a taste that others have to follow his way, very domineering, and domineering makes Yingchen extremely disgusted.

Half a day.

Seeing that Ying Chen continued to remain silent, for some reason, Xu couldn't wait to say it, wanting Ying Chen to know.

Ji Zisu rarely broke the deadlock, and said to himself: "That's it, this prince won't make things difficult for you, the good news is that you can start competing for the throne of Prince Jipin." ”

"What?" Ying Chen spoke, a little unbelieving his ears, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

"I knew you were interested. ”

"Where's the bad news?" Ying Chen asked for the first time, the bad premonition in his heart was gradually expanding, he might have guessed it, but he didn't want to admit it.

Ji Zisu looked down at Ying Chen with deep meaning, his eyes showed a particularly satisfied light, and he continued to speak: "Bad news?

"Why," Ying Chen may have thought of it just now, but there was a sense of anger.

The anger appeared on his face, and his breathing gradually became heavier, quite unpleasant.

"You still care about the father who abandoned you? It's really a surprise to my son, hahahaha. Himeko Su looked at a strange light and couldn't help laughing.

"Of course I care, even if he dies, he should be killed by me. It's a pity that it's ending like this now. In Yingchen's eyes, there is a monstrous killing machine, and every word is beautiful.

How can his hatred for his father be relieved in one word, this father who has never looked at him squarely, does not feel a trace of fatherly love between each other.

The mother has always been oppressed by the queen, and she has never seen her father intervene. Their mother and son are in the palace, like stray dogs that no one wants, even if they are eunuchs, they ignore them.

He lived in the palace that countless people in the world dreamed of, he was the son of the supreme prince, but he had been living in the shadows of the corner, ostracized, bullied, and ridiculed.

If he hadn't been a son, he might have died a long time ago, and in the palace world, which is full of intrigue and intrigue, he can live to the day of exile, which can be described as a miracle.

This is why he desperately wants to see his mother, because he can't imagine what kind of life his mother is living in the palace.

"A month ago, an unknown powerhouse infiltrated the palace of the Jiupin King and assassinated the Prince of Jiupin.

The reason, you should know that Prince Jiupin is in a mess every day, with nothing to do, and the ministers can still be at ease, but what about the people below?" Ji Zisu described slowly, not in a hurry.

Yingchen naturally knows that his father is incompetent, the government and the opposition are in vain, the people are boiling with resentment, and the power of the Jiupin Palace is the most chaotic among the nine kings.

That nameless powerhouse naturally hated his father's incompetence, and there was no need to know the details.

"I heard Qianyu say that the nameless powerhouse finally chose to blow himself up under the siege, destroying the lazy personality of the Prince of Jiupin, and not only that, but also causing the fragile Prince Jiupin to fall to the ground with serious injuries.

As far as today's news is concerned, your father, the king, will die soon. No amount of panacea will survive next spring. Ji Zisu said, shaking her head slightly.

Yingchen has no accidents, his father is as lazy as a pig, even if he hunts, he is just for show, it should be said that everything is for show, perfunctory.

Causing the body to be fragile and vulnerable, so fragile that even if it rains a little, you will get sick, let alone bump it.

"You want me, how can you believe your words?" Ying Chen took a deep breath, as if he had overlooked a crucial point.

That's how to be sure that what the other person is saying is true.

The truth and falsehood in the world, the virtual and the real, are like seeing flowers in the fog, there is always a layer of diaphragm, which cannot be seen through or guessed.

Yingchen, who grew up in the palace since he was a child, has a deep understanding of the word true and false. The palace seems to be beautiful, but it is full of blood, and the words and deeds are all hidden murderous intentions, and every word and deed is frightening.

The sincerity of what others say is not necessarily true, and what others say casually may be the truth.

For the remarks of Ji Zisu in front of him, the same is true.

"I knew you would ask this, my son came on purpose, and the details before and after were clearly explained, whether you believe it or not. Don't regret it, don't find out the truth years later and blame me for not telling you in the first place. Ji Zisu looked calm and said lightly.

"For a moment when you're telling the truth, then what about your purpose. Ying Chen licked his lips, his eyes flickering.

He realized that he had missed another crucial point, and that was why the other party had come to tell him in the first place.

"Purpose? This son is kind enough to tell you, this is my purpose. ”

"Zisu, do you think I will believe it?"

"Whether you believe it or not has nothing to do with me, you can not care about the death of your father, or you can not care about this so-called throne.

But, what about your mother, your younger brother, and your little maid, can you just care about these?" Ji Zisu's smile was a touch of mockery.

Ying Chen was stunned, he fell into deep thought, and regardless of whether what the other party said was true or false, if his father was really dead, if the throne was inherited by his eldest brother Ying Qianyu.

Then there is really no place for his mother and concubine in this palace.

In addition to Win Qianyu once bullying him, Win Qianyu's mother, that is, the queen, is the same.

If the Jiupin Palace was in the hands of Qian Yu, he couldn't imagine what would happen.

What seemed like a negligible rumor gradually became a problem that made him uneasy.

Should he believe it or not?