Compared to Yuwen Shi, Yuwen Qingyue's expression was even more resentful. "Where is the antidote you promised?"

The man's gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment, then he chuckled softly, "I almost forgot, I haven't given you the antidote yet."

"You are despicable. You said you would cure us from the Gu poison, but you secretly poisoned us again, forcing us to seek the antidote from you every day."

As Yuwen Qingyue spoke, she raised her sword, but the sword remained frozen in mid-air, and she dared not swing it.

"At least, I let you live, didn't I?"

The man touched the mask on his face with great interest and sneered, "You should know that this is a Gu poison that Yuwen Yao has been trying to cure for so many years. The fact that I cured you and prevented you from dying the moment Yuwen Shu died is already an immense favor. Moreover, you now hold power, so you're not at a loss, are you?"

"You... that's quite a high-sounding statement. Who wants their life to be constantly in someone else's hands?"

“I said that I would give you the antidote and set you free the day I capture Nan Lingqin and Yuwen Yao.”

As the man spoke, he spread his hands, displaying an arrogant and domineering air as if he possessed the entire world.

"You know, Yuwen Shu is quite ruthless. As his offspring, you are all quite incompetent, easily controlled by me one by one."

Who exactly are you?

It was Yuwen Shi who spoke at this moment. He was a handsome man with an ethereal appearance, his face pale and bluish. He looked at the person wearing a mask and questioned him in a deep voice.

"Who I am is not something you can know, nor is it any of your business. I'll say it again: all you need to know is that I will release you once I have accomplished my purpose. Of course, before that, do not anger me, otherwise, I will not hesitate to execute you like I did those useless palace servants."

The last three words were spoken with a chilling coldness, as if they were words blown from hell by the wind.

"Oh, right, remember to appease those 200,000 Beirong troops. I want to rest for a few days."

The man took a few steps and then gave orders again.

Yuwen Qingyue and Yuwen Shi exchanged a glance, and then the two rushed into the hall together.

"Xu Yiran".

Yuwen Qingyue was the first to speak, but as soon as she finished speaking, she felt a fierce palm strike coming straight at her chest. If Yuwen Shi hadn't caught her in time, she would have been blown away.

Where is Xie Danling?

Xu Yiran looked at the two of them.

"I don't know, you should ask that person."

Yuwen Qingyue was unable to touch that person earlier, and now she was feeling agitated. She raised her hand to attack Xu Yiran with both palms, but before she could finish the move, Xu Yiran simply raised her hand and blocked all her killing intent.

"Everyone says that the Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Hall is a peerless martial artist with unpredictable movements, and today I have finally seen through his abilities."

Knowing he was no match for Xu Yiran, Yuwen Shi helped Yuwen Qingyue to leave.

“As descendants of the Yuwen royal family, you two seem to lack spirit.”

Behind him, Guai Yiran's face was indifferent, and her words were full of sarcasm, "Just to live, you are subject to others' constraints."

“What do you know? You have no idea how hard my brother and I had to work to get to where we are today. If we hadn’t always known that we had to keep climbing, we would have turned to dust by now.”

Yuwen Qingyue yelled at Xu Yiran, but Xu Yiran ignored him. Instead, she suddenly softened her tone and said as if to kindly advise, "Don't try to go against him. Believe me, he has a hundred ways to make you wish you were dead."

After saying that, he raised his hand and closed the palace door, as if isolating himself from the world.

The surroundings were desolate, solemn, and silent; the air seemed to carry the strong stench of blood emanating from the Weiyang Palace.

This Beirong Palace seems to have changed its appearance in an instant.

After a long while, Yuwen Shi helped Yuwen Qingyue back down.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

"I've always been sorry to you, always letting you take the lead in battle."

...

After staying at the Lan family's residence for two days, Nan Lingqin and Yuwen Yao set off for the Northern Rong Imperial City early on the third day.

But as soon as the two reached the gate, they saw Lan Xinyue already waiting at the gate with a horse.

Her long hair was simply tied up, and she wore a black men's suit with her eyebrows and eyes painted plainly.

The woman was gentle and aloof, while the man was refined and capable.

"Miss Lan, would you like to come with us?"

Nan Lingqin remained calm and composed, showing no surprise whatsoever.

"No, I'm just giving you a ride."

Lan Xinyue was truly composed; as she spoke, she had already mounted her horse.

Looking at the foggy sky, Nan Lingqin suddenly smiled as if she had a sudden realization, "I hope it's just a temporary reprieve."

After all, behind them, Master Lan's eyes held a faint sadness as he looked at Lan Xinyue.

Having a daughter who is too strong is really not a good thing.

"We'll have to discipline our daughter properly from now on."

Nan Lingqin glanced at Yuwen Yao, her expression serious.

Yuwen Yao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Nan Lingqin, a smile slowly spreading across his face like a clear spring. "No."

"What's wrong?"

Nan Lingqin's eyes immediately darkened.

"Whether it's a son or a daughter, I only want to take care of you. As for the others, let them go to Tianxia Yiwei and earn their own money."

Nan Lingqin...

Looking at Yuwen Yao, her lips twitched slightly in disbelief.

However, Yuwen Yao's expression was serious, unwaveringly serious.

Therefore, it is the most outrageous thing in history, bar none.

"Yuwen Yao, they will hate you."

"It's good that you don't hate me. The thought of someone trying to take you away from me makes me think, maybe we shouldn't have children."

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