Chapter 273

Seemingly gentle as the wind in the words, lurking edge.

Wan Ya's face was very cold, and his eyes narrowed dangerously into two cracks, examining the two people in front of him.

"Who are you?"

It's rumored that it was the Miao generals who helped to clear the emperor's side and suppress the traitors this time. However, there are few brave and skilled young officials in Miao. Most of the whole court are members of the old emperor. Even if there are one or two new ministers, they have no experience in fighting, let alone can't see through his tactics in an instant.

It can be seen that these two people are not the officials of Miao.

"Fake identity, hide people's eyes and ears, what's your picture?"

Feng Wan Yi immediately laughed, worthy of being able to sit on the throne of the emperor, just smart fruit is really extraordinary, so soon to doubt their identity.

Yeluanhuang stepped forward and stood in front of the king of Liang. He uncovered the human skin mask on his face and revealed his true face. He looked at the astonished Wanya and said in a cold voice: "my king is the king of Chu. To tell you the truth, it doesn't matter. Apart from the soldiers and horses of Miao, there are also the iron cavalry of Chu. If you know the truth, write down the abdication edict quickly, will you Then, the king will lead the tens of thousands of male lions stationed outside the city and on the border of our country, and they will pour out their nests and level the rivers and mountains of Daliang! "

The words were sonorous and forceful, and the air of the whole inner palace seemed to condense, and the atmosphere was so heavy that it made people feel stuffy.

Wan Mo Qian's face was full of surprise, and he looked at yeluanhuang in a daze: "are you the king of Chu?"

He had heard of the name of Dingbei king for a long time, but he never thought that it would be him.

Feng Wanyi's mouth slightly smoked. Although they didn't confess their true identity in front of Wan Mo Qian, how low was this person's IQ? They didn't even guess it today?

Wan Ya gazed at yeluan Huang deeply for a long time. His eyes swept over the outline of his facial features. It was as if he was surprised.

For a long time, he just dropped his eyes and looked a little dark. He said to himself, "the state of Chu Ding Beiwang... "

Feng Wan clothes heart a tight, his reflection how can be so strange?

"How old are you this year? What's your birthday? " Wan Ya raised his head again and asked repeatedly.

Feng Wan Yi took a look at yeluan Huang, motioned him to be calm, and then asked with a smile, "does the age and birthday of the LORD have anything to do with what we are talking about today?"

Wan Ya looked at the night Luan Huang for a long time with a complicated look. His eyes seemed to be looking at other people through him.

"There is a dark drawer under the collapse of my dragon. You can see what's in it as soon as you take it out," he said, closing his eyes.

"You go." Night Luan Huang Chin a lift, to ten thousand Mo Qian command way.

No one can guarantee whether there are mechanisms hidden in the dark drawer. How can he let Wanyi take risks?

"Ah?" Wan Mo Qian is reluctant, but when he sees Ye Luan Huang's cold and sharp eyes, he immediately drops his head and walks slowly behind the screen in the center of the inner palace.

Feng Wanyi drooped her eyelids and meditated.

Wang's reaction is very similar to Shi Yan's, and the surname Wan is also the surname of the state of Liang. Maybe her previous guess is right. Wan eyie is most likely the son of the royal family of Liang. Even if he is not orthodox, he has nothing to do with the royal family!

She turns her head a little, and her worried eyes fall on yeluan Huang.

These things she can think of, Luan Huang can't guess.

Xu is aware of her gaze, night Luan Huang slightly sideways, silent smile.

"Don't worry about me."

The big hand came out of her sleeve and wrapped around her finger.

He was born and grew up in the state of Chu, which will never change no matter who his parents are.

Wan Mo Qian quickly took back the brocade box in the dark drawer under the Dragon bed, and handed it to them politely: "this thing was found in the drawer."

Feng Wan's clothes are padded with brocade boxes. The boxes are very light. When they are shaken, they will make a small crashing sound.

"Do you want to open it?" She asked in a low voice, leaving the decision to yeluan Huang.

The king of Liang specially handed over this brocade box. It must have something to do with Wan eyie and his wife.

Night Luan Huang heart a warm, he has said no harm, piansheng she is not at ease.

Shaking his head, he raised his hand to hold the copper lock on the brocade box and crushed the lock with his bare hands.

After opening the brocade box, there was a folded rice paper inside. Feng Wanyi carefully took out the paper and unfolded it gently.

On the rice paper, which is one meter long, is an ink painting scroll drawn in black ink. In the painting, the man stands alone in the stone forest with a sword on his back, a plume and a white robe.

"Hiss," the aspirating voice came from the side, "isn't this man you?"

Wan Mo Qian exclaimed, how could his portrait appear in his father's palace?

"Not him." Feng Wan said with a blank face. Although the man in the picture is 80% or 90% similar to Luan Huang, his manner and clothes are different from him. "This man is wan eyie, isn't he?"

Sharp eyes pierce to Wanya, with an invisible sense of oppression.

"Wan eyie?" Wan Ya opened his eyes and raised a smile of nostalgia on his lips. "After more than 20 years, I can still hear the name I haven't seen for a long time.""You know him." Night Luan Huang difficultly moved his eyes from the picture scroll and calmly stated that he only held the big hand of Feng Wan's finger and tightened it in vain, revealing his restless mood at the moment.

Feng Wan clothes look unchanged, as if did not feel fingertip pain.

"He is my brother. How can I not recognize him? The emperor's elder brother has always hated the imperial palace with many rules. He travels outside all the year round. Except for the annual Palace Banquet, he rarely wanders around the palace. When his father was still in power, he ordered him to return to the court to participate in politics, but the people who sent out the edicts could not even find his elder brother's shadow. "

Speaking of this, Wan Ya's smile became more pleasant, as if he had seen the funny scenes of Wan eyie playing with the people in the Imperial Palace many years ago.

"Every time the spies sent out come back to the palace, my father always loses his temper. Later, maybe he figured out that he would no longer force his brother to go back to the palace, and he was granted the title of King Xiaoyao. He was allowed to travel around the world. The name of Wan eyie is exactly the pseudonym of his brother. For more than 20 years, people in the world still remember him."

With his narration, yeluan Huang's impression of Wan Aiye suddenly becomes vivid and complete.

That person should be like a senior brother, free and easy, uninhibited, as free as the wind.

"Where is he now?" He asked in an urgent voice.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't continue to deceive himself. He wanted to know where the person who was most likely his biological parents was, what happened in those years, and why he should have a father and a mother and become the prince of Chu and the son of yehongtian!

His worried Feng Wan clothes all looked in his eyes, and his heart felt like he had been stabbed by a needle.

If Wan eyie is still alive, why hasn't he heard from her for so many years? Why hasn't Shi Yan, who has been looking for her sister for so many years, found any information?

For more than 20 years, there has been no news. There is only one possibility. However, this possibility is too cruel for him.

Feng Wan's eyes were astringent and she couldn't bear to turn away. The other hand was silent. She told him in this way that no matter what was in front of him, she was there.

The gentle touch from the back of the hand strangely smoothes the chaotic mood of the night Luan.

He took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

"Is he still alive?"

Wan Ya gave a bitter smile: "alive? I wish my brother could live. I wish I could drink wine with him in this life. I heard what he had seen and heard in his travels. Unfortunately, I can't hope for it in my life. "

"Bang"

the thunder blows in the night Luan Huang's ear, can't you wait for it? The man Dead?

"Luan Huang." Feng Wan clothes busy hand to hold him slightly shaking body.

"I'm fine." He forced out a smile, pulled out his arm and asked, "Wan eyie, how did he die?"

Is it a disease or something?

"I'm to blame for this. In those days, my father planned to win the throne, but he was worried about it for half of his life. Less than ten years later, he died of an emergency. On his deathbed, he didn't set up a crown prince or leave an imperial edict. At that time, my brothers didn't have to do anything to win the Dragon chair. I was very affectionate with my second brother since I was a child. When my father's coffin was buried in the imperial mausoleum, my second brother took his second sister-in-law back home Because he didn't like the fighting atmosphere in the palace, he didn't want to walk around other brothers' house after returning to Beijing. He only came to my house occasionally to sit down. "

Wan Ya stopped talking, calmed down his mood, lowered the twinkling tears in his eyes, and then said, "I did have the intention to win over my second brother, but he didn't want to be here. I gave it up after I mentioned it one or two times, but I didn't expect that he had decided to stay out of the affair, but my brother mistook him as a member of my party and thought that his return to Beijing was to help me When I was drinking with my second brother in the mansion, I bribed my servants and drugged them, which made us dizzy. "

Dizzy?

Feng Wan Yi's heart shrinks, and an unknown premonition arises spontaneously.

Just imagine, two princes who have been treated with medicine, that is, the fish on the chopping board are slaughtered by others. How can those who try to eradicate dissidents and fight for power and position miss this excellent opportunity?

And WAN Ya's next words confirmed her guess.

"When I woke up, I was in my study. There was fire all over the room."

Wan Ya's voice trembled slightly, as if remembering something terrible. His body was stiff and tight.

"I kept calling for help and wanted to escape from the room. The smoke choked me so much that I couldn't speak. I thought I would die in the fire."

"He saved you." Feng Wanyi said firmly that if Wan eyie had been wandering in the river and lake for many years, his martial arts would not be weak. It would not be difficult to save him in the fire. "You survived the fire, but you were burned."

Wan Ya's throat moved slightly, acquiesced.

The fire was a turning point in his life, a nightmare he could not forget for so many years.

The inner palace was as silent as death, and the oppressive atmosphere was like a huge stone, piled on everyone's heart.

After a long time, night Luan Huang's dumb low voice rang out again: "you are alive, what about him?"Wan Ya said with a smile and a cry: "I'm dead. My second brother's martial arts skills are not low. He is a magic drug to deal with the experts in the river and lake. He can make people unable to use his internal power in two hours. He carries me on his back and tries his best to escape from the study. Just when I get to the door, I'm hit by the falling beam. It's my second brother who saves me and pushes me out of the room. I just escaped from the heaven The whole room collapsed

He said it in great detail. In detail, Feng Wanyi and ye Luan Huang could piece together the scene when the accident happened just from this phrase.

"is I have done harm to him, I should not take lightly, and I should not think that there is no enemy's eyeliner in the government. If I do not think so, I can be more careful. Brother will not be let down."