Chapter 419

"She is your mother." Without waiting for Ryukyu's mind to settle, Xuanyuan Yi looks at the slow way of the painting.

Ryukyu's eyebrows and eyes are moving. If she is not her mother, it's impossible to say. But even her mother is now her. What's the matter.

When he looked down at Xuanyuan, he said in a deep voice, "so what?"

When the voice falls, Ryukyu looks at xuanyuanyi, who is obsessed with the painting. Suddenly, the heavy eyes and the feeling in the eyes of the eyebrows shake without any reason, and an absurd idea flashes in his mind.

Such a secret hiding place, so mixed with adoration and sighing eyes

Heart, that three years ago in the prince's East Palace, xuanyuancheng's smile on his face before he died suddenly rang in Ryukyu's ear, you are absolutely impossible.

With a swish of fingers, do you

"If you dare say I'm your daughter, I'll crush you to death." The voice of the cold and deadly moon is as cold as ice.

It's hard for the emperor to protect his feelings

Hearing Ryukyu's words, Xuanyuan Yiwei was shocked and then laughed: "if you were my daughter, how could I have married che'er for you at the beginning? I am not old enough to that extent."

The cold moment on Ryukyu's face eased. If she was xuanyuanyi's daughter, others didn't know, and xuanyuanyi didn't know, how could she marry his two children? She was confused.

Looking at the painting in front of him, xuanyuanyi did not wait for Ryukyu to speak and said: "your mother came from a very mysterious place. If Murong Wudi had not saved her life by accident, she would not have married Murong Yi, who was just married, in order to repay her great kindness for saving her life.

It's amazing not to be in the right place, not in the ancestral temple, not in the Murong ancestral hall, only to be a concubine without identity. "

Listening to Xuanyuan Yi's murmuring words, ryukue frowned slightly. At this time, she said this to her. Is everything related to her mother?

Gently stroking the beautiful woman in the painting, Xuanyuan Yi's voice was very slow: "later I knew why she was so, alas, wasted our heart."