Chapter 227

"How do you know it's mine?" I hate it. It's an indirect admission. It's really the treasure map she stole.

Ji Qingxue talked about his idea: "in fact, I have suspected you for a long time."

At that time, the valley was guarded by heavy troops. Even a peerless expert could not disturb anyone to enter the valley, so Ji Qingxue soon thought that there might be something wrong with the people in the valley.

But at first she didn't doubt her hatred.

"You are seriously ill, so I naturally excluded you from the suspicion, and you just took advantage of this. No one would think that a person with such a serious injury could easily knock out the fourth brother and Qingqing and take away the treasure map."

In addition, Sima Jing's play misled her direction. Sima Jingxuan deliberately stabbed himself, and then made up an unnecessary man in black, but that man was actually a grudge.

What really made Ji Qingxue doubt her hatred was what Bai Ranqing told her later. She said that there was always a pungent smell on the man who knocked himself unconscious, but even so, she smelled the smell of pity for flowers last month.

"The reason why the medicine king didn't save you at the beginning was that your taste came from the Wuling family, and you were afraid that Qingqing would find out your identity, so you deliberately tried to cover up the fragrance of YUELIAN flower with strong taste, but Qingqing had a keen sense of smell since childhood, and your little trick still couldn't hide from her nose."

The smile on the corner of the hate mouth has explained everything: "you continue."

"But I think you are the only one who can have such martial arts in the valley. I checked that your injury was not as serious as it is now. It must be that you were slapped by the fourth brother that exacerbated the poison in your body, and your injury will become so serious." Ji Qingxue has just been verified.

"Then why do you want to help me hide the truth?" if she didn't do it, Yu Wenji had already exposed himself when he felt his pulse.

She's right. Just now, when yuwenji was feeling her pulse, she secretly moved her hands and feet when holding her last hatred, so that yuwenji only tested her old injury.

She still has this ability.

"The reason why I want to help you hide is because I have something to ask you." Ji Qingxue's eyes gradually cooled, because the next question is very important.

"When I saw Nangong Yan's father again, I found that he had been poisoned for a long time, and according to my judgment, I'm afraid he's been poisoned for some time. Did you plan this? Or did Sima Jingxuan also participate in it?"

If so, it means that the power of Wei has penetrated into the Dayan palace. This is neither a hasty matter nor a so-called personal grudge. The two countries are fighting. She doesn't just want to kill nangongxuan, but to destroy the whole Dayan.

She even guessed this. She looked at her with appreciation.

"What if I did it! Nangong Xuan, he should die. Even if he died a thousand times, it would not dispel my hatred."

Since he valued the throne so much, she let him fall from that position and let him taste the pain of losing everything.

Ji Qingxue looked at the look of hatred almost crazy, and sighed in her heart that she could make a woman hate so much. I'm afraid it's not difficult to think of the reason. The word love in the world is the most hurtful.

"So you're the assassin who hunts in Qiushan?" since they've already asked here, let's just get to the bottom of it, so as not to upset her like a mess.

"Yes, it's a pity that I didn't succeed that time." I hated fiercely. "If someone hadn't stopped me in the middle, I would have killed him!"

"What if you kill him? Can everything go back to the past? Are you going to deny him all your life?"

Ji Qingxue opened her mouth coldly, but her hatred froze. Her eyes began to dodge: "I, I don't know what you're talking about."

"I should have thought of your identity, otherwise things would not be like this, right, Chu Yushang, or should I call you mother-in-law?"

Ji Qingxue mercilessly broke it down, but she repeatedly said, "I'm not, I'm not her, Chu Yushang is dead, I'm a legacy, just a legacy!"

Ji Qingxue shook her head slowly. She was dead many years ago. Now she is just a grudge, and her heart is full of revenge.

Falling into the hatred of collapse, the body can't stand her tossing like this.

Ji Qingxue hurried to appease her: "calm down!"

Ji Qingxue stretched out her hand and held her grudge tightly. She opened her mouth and bit her hand. Ji Qingxue ate pain but didn't stop her. Her heart was too bitter!

Ji Qingxue patted her on the back like a child. She whispered, "it's all over. Why do you torture yourself like this?"

It was night. Nangongyan went to Houshan.

When he went to the back mountain, Sima Jingxuan had been waiting there for a long time.

"Nangong Yan, you're here." Sima Jing was calmer than in the daytime.

Nangong Yan stood on the cliff with him. Sima Jingxuan said, "I really envy you."

Because he has green snow and legacy.

But he had nothing and was alone.

Nangong Yan dismisses Sima Jingxuan's many feelings at the moment. He agreed to fight. What nonsense!

"I didn't come to fight with you today, but I have something to tell you." Sima Jingxuan turned and looked at Nangong Yan.

I'm sorry, I did it for you without authorization. There's still a year left. I'll give you back to him.

But Nangong Yan said coldly, "no matter what you want to say, I don't want to know."

Sima Jing hung his face and said, "you don't even know what I'm going to say, so you're in such a hurry to refuse me? Did you know that you wanted to tell you..."

Nangong Yan mercilessly interrupted him: "even if there are words, she should tell me in person!"

But that person will never be you.

Nangong Yan fiercely waved his fist and hit Sima Jing's face hard: "this punch is back to you. You and I are even."

After that, Nangong Yan turned and was about to leave. Behind him, Sima Jing hung his mouth and asked, "when did you know?"

Know that the hatred is Chu Yushang, and know that she is her mother.

Nangong Yan clenched his fists and slowly loosened them after a moment: "how has she been these years?"

"No, she is suffering from illness all the time." Sima Jing blurted out, "she misses you every day."

Nangong Yan sneered: "do you think I just instigated Ji Qingling and Sima Yue to poison me and poison me to control me? I think even if I stood in front of her alive, she wouldn't say anything and regarded me as nothing?"

I obviously miss her all the time.

"Nangong Yan has to do many things she has to do."

Nangong Yan is no longer interested in listening. Since she doesn't want to tell her identity, she will continue to act with her until she is willing to come back.

Nangong Yan returned to the room. Just now, the cold and incomparable momentum had disappeared, leaving only a face of loss of soul.

Mom, if you don't want to recognize me, I can wait until you are willing to come back.

But seeing me will remind you of that person, right? How did you get through all these years alone.

Before Sima's mirror hangs and his regret goes back to the Wei Kingdom, Sima's mirror hangs once took her to a Rui Wang mansion, but at that time Nangong inflammation had left long ago. Later, someone in the mansion secretly passed the news to Nangong inflammation that they had been there. Since then, Nangong has been secretly investigating two of them.

In fact, this matter had appeared earlier. Following Sima Yue's clue, nangongyan's Xuanwei had already found out the resentment. The reason why nangongyan didn't stand still was that Xuanwei had heard that the resentment had secretly seen the Zhiyuan of Xiangyue temple.

This makes Nangong Yan suspicious. Before Zhiyuan, his identity was his father's eagle eye dark guard. Why did he know him? So he went to MuQing's house and asked him to investigate his identity again.

After that, all kinds of nangongyan can connect it by themselves. The reason why he doesn't say it is just because he is waiting and hates himself to speak to him.

He hid everything from Ji Qingxue.

When he was treated in the room, he always stood not far away, seemingly as if nothing had happened. In fact, only he knew that his palm had been sweating.

Because he was afraid, he was afraid of losing for the second time.

Even if she doesn't want to recognize herself, he doesn't force it. As long as he can look at her from a distance and know that she still lives in this world well, it's enough.

Nangong Yan poured himself a cup of tea, but as soon as he picked up the cup, he was crushed by himself. The tea splashed all over him, and the blood trickled slowly from the palm of his hand.

Nangong Yan looked at the injured hand. It was hard to calm down in his eyes. Why? Why did you all abandon me? Father, so are you.

Why don't you come to see me for so many years and tell me you're still alive.

"Why!" nangongyan roared up to the sky, smashed the table in front of him with a palm, and wood chips splashed. Nangongyan's eyes had turned red and murderous.

At this time, Nangong Yan was like a god of killing, just like when he was crazy in the palace that day. At that time, he almost killed Ji Qingxue.

"Are you okay?"

The voice of the passer-by heard something coming out of his house, and saw that his door was open, so he came in by himself.

The room was in a mess, and even the table was only broken limbs. Rong Sheng looked at Nangong Yan and said, "what's the matter with you?"

Now he seems to be different from what he saw before. I'm afraid!

Nangong yanmeng looked at the face sound at the door, and his red eyes showed a strong sense of killing.

Rong Sheng retreated step by step. What's the situation with him? Is it possible that he has become obsessed with his practice?

Nangong Yan gently raised his hand, his five fingers slightly opened, and Rongsheng's body involuntarily flew towards him.

Nangong Yan grabbed his neck directly. Rong Sheng patted Nangong Yan's hand and said struggling, "wake up, I'm... I'm Rong Sheng!"

But Nangong Yan still didn't mean to let go, but he tightened up more and more.

Rongsheng felt that he was almost out of breath, so he exposed a silver needle from his sleeve, pinched it at his fingertips and stabbed it directly into nangongyan's sleeping point.

Nangong Yan went straight to sleep, and the relieved face breathed loudly.

How close! I almost died just now!