How is that possible?

The person in the portrait is clearly Zhuge Qing.

Although Zhuge Qing was wearing a mask today, everyone had seen his true face before he wore it. Although it wasn't exactly the same as the portrait, it was at least 70% similar.

It’s just that their temperaments are completely different, and Zhuge Qing is thinner.

Yuwen Lin said, "Feng Xiaoran, you must be mistaken. The person in the portrait is clearly Mr. Zhuge."

Yuwen Huai frowned and glanced at Yuwen Xi, as if he suspected that Yuwen Xi was up to something again.

Yu Wenxi was really wronged. She had broken up with Feng Xiaoran a long time ago, and she didn't even know why Feng Xiaoran appeared here.

However, compared to the others who were completely confused, she actually had a clue in her mind.

Except for Wei Ting, all the sons of the Wei family died in the battle, but the eldest son Wei Chen survived and became a dead soldier. Is it possible that the second son Wei Qing also survived? Besides, Zhuge Qing and Wei Qing both have the word "qing" in their names.

If Zhuge Qing was Wei Qing, then it would make sense for Qin Su to treat him, and it would also have a more reasonable explanation for Wei Ting leaving his court duties to accompany her to the Western Jin Dynasty.

The little princess held the five tigers in her arms and pulled Su Xiaoxiao's sleeves: "Qin Su, is what Feng Xiaoran said true? Is the person in the portrait really Wei Qing? But why does Wei Qing look exactly like Mr. Zhuge?"

Su Xiaoxiao took a sip of tea calmly: "My second brother has passed away. I have never met him."

The old marquis and Su Yuan didn't look very happy.

They had seen Wei Qing before, and they knew that Zhuge Qing was Wei Qing. What puzzled them was where did this guy named Feng Xiaoran get the portrait of Wei Qing? The Western Jin Emperor said nothing, and looked at Feng Xiaoran solemnly.

Feng Xiaoran felt the tangible power of the emperor, but he came prepared today and he was confident. The one who should feel guilty was Zhuge Qing.

He saluted the Western Jin Emperor, and also bowed to Yuwen Lin who had just spoken to him: "Your Majesty, Third Prince, everything I said is true. Zhuge Qing is Wei Qing. He did not die in battle. His death was just a conspiracy! In order to change his appearance and sneak into the Western Jin Dynasty as a spy!"

Yuwen Lin was shocked: "What?"

There was a sound of people gasping in shock in the hall.

Zhuge Qing was the number one strategist in the Western Jin Dynasty. If he was a spy, that would be too scary.

Yuwen Huai said sternly: "Feng Xiaoran, stop talking nonsense!"

Feng Xiaoran pointed at Zhuge Qing and said to Yuwen Huai, "Your Highness, if he is not Wei Qing, why would he wear a mask in front of the envoys of the Great Zhou? He didn't wear one before!"

"That's...that's because..." Yuwen Huai suddenly realized that he had never asked Zhuge Qing why he suddenly put on a mask. The same was true for the others. Although they were curious, they did not doubt it too deeply.

They have an almost blind trust and admiration for Zhuge Qing.

Zhuge Qing said calmly: "My face was slightly injured, and I don't want to show it to others."

Feng Xiaoran laughed sarcastically: "Really? Then do you dare to take off your mask and let everyone examine your injuries in public? I guess you don't dare. After all, there are many of your old acquaintances here. If they recognize you, how are you going to keep disguising yourself?"

Wei Ting said seriously: "I can testify that Zhuge Qing is not my second brother."

Feng Xiaoran smiled and looked at him: "Of course you have to hide it for him. Not only you, but also Old Marquis Su, Prince Su, the daughter of the Qin family...you are all in the same group!"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on a seat in the Great Zhou delegation. "Second Master Guo, you are a member of the Guo family, and you are a cousin of Wei Qing. You should have seen Wei Qing. Why don't you come and recognize him?"

The second son of Guo he mentioned was named Guo Ming, Guo Lingxi's half-brother. Guo Lingxi did not have a very deep relationship with this half-brother. If Guo Huan had not passed away and he had not had a brother to marry, it would not have been his turn to be the envoy for the marriage.

But Feng Xiaoran was not wrong about one thing, that is, he did know Wei Qing.

He raised his flushed face and looked around dazedly: "Who... who called me?"

The old marquis and Su Yuan, who were sitting not far from him, breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was drunk. Fortunately! Fortunately!

Su Xiaoxiao spoke up: "After drinking so much, who do you expect him to know?"

Feng Xiaoran frowned in dissatisfaction. This guy was too useless. The banquet was not even halfway through and he was already so drunk. No wonder he was so useless!

Feng Xiaoran did not give up. He walked up to him with the portrait and asked him if he knew the person in the portrait.

Guo Ming was so drunk that he saw double. How could he recognize the portrait?

Feng Xiaoran glared at him, but he was not panicked because there was someone in the hall who could prove Wei Qing's identity.

"Empress Lingfei, you are Wei Qing's cousin, you must know Wei Qing, right?"

Su Xiaoxiao slapped the table and stood up: "Feng Xiaoran! Don't go too far! Everyone knows that she has fallen out with the Wei family? Can we believe what she says? What if the two of you colluded and framed the Wei family together?"

Feng Xiaoran smiled carefreely and said, "Madam Wei, you can rest assured about this. I, Feng Xiaoran, swear to heaven that I have never had any contact with Empress Lingfei. Before today, if I had said a word to Empress Lingfei or had any contact with her, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"

After such a severe oath was sworn, even those who had complete faith in Zhuge Qing could not help but harbor a trace of doubt.

Feng Xiaoran felt extremely happy. Zhuge Qing, the higher you climb, the harder you will fall. No matter how much people loved you in the past, they will hate you as much when your disguise is torn apart.

Just wait for everyone to tear you to pieces! Guo Lingxi clenched his fingers.

Feng Xiaoran looked at her steadily: "Empress Lingfei, I believe you will not lie in front of His Majesty."

The crime of deceiving the emperor is punishable by beheading. Even if the princess is married off to a foreign country, her fate will not be good.

The old marquis subconsciously reached for the sword at his waist, ready for battle, but as soon as he touched it he realized that he was not allowed to bring weapons into the palace, and his sword had already been placed on the carriage outside.

"Wei Qing is my second cousin... I have met him many times and I do recognize his portrait."

Feng Xiaoran smiled with satisfaction.

"The person in the portrait...is not my second cousin."

Feng Xiaoran was stunned.

Guo Lingxi said: "I don't know where you got this portrait from, but I can tell you for sure that my second cousin doesn't look like this. If you don't believe me, you can also ask the female official next to me. She has also seen Wei Qing."

The female official said hurriedly, "Yes, I have seen the Second Young Master Wei several times in the capital, and the person in the portrait does not look like the Second Young Master Wei at all."

Feng Xiaoran gritted his teeth and said, "You are lying! You must have been bribed by the Wei family!"

Su Xiaoxiao said calmly: "Feng Xiaoran, it was you who asked Ling Fei to testify just now, and now it is you who is questioning her testimony! You are the one who has the final say on everything, you are really overbearing!"

Guo Lingxi walked out of his seat, bowed to the Western Jin Emperor, and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, I can swear to heaven that the person in the portrait is really not my second cousin."

Concubine Jing frowned and glanced at Guo Lingxi.

She sensed a slight change in the other person.

She was basically certain that Zhuge Qing was Wei Qing, but she didn't say a word.

The Western Jin Emperor looked at Feng Xiaoran with cold eyes: "Someone! Take Feng Xiaoran away!"

Feng Xiaoran's face suddenly changed color.

Two strong eunuchs walked towards Feng Xiaoran. Just when they were about to hold Feng Xiaoran up, something strange happened.

The ghost-faced dancers surrounding Feng Xiaoran suddenly swarmed forward, and the wooden sticks that were originally used for praying in their hands were pulled out and turned into sharp ring-handled knives.

They killed the eunuch in front of Feng Xiaoran with a knife, and blood splattered all over Feng Xiaoran's face. Feng Xiaoran was stunned for a moment.

"Someone come! Protect the emperor!"

It was too late. A few ghost-faced dancers appeared behind the originally empty door. They slammed the door shut and bolted it tightly.

The door of this hall is not an ordinary door and cannot be easily knocked open.

Not only was the main door closed, but there was also a rumbling sound coming from the back hall - the back door was also blocked.

The guards couldn't get in.

The ghost-faced dancers began to slaughter indiscriminately in the hall. Screams were heard one after another. The Chongming Hall, which had been a place of singing and dancing and toasting a moment ago, now became a battlefield for everyone.

The killer and Mei Ji did not enter the palace, and there was no one around Zhuge Qing.

But Wei Ting couldn't go over to protect him, otherwise it would be too obvious.

Zhuge Qing gave him a soothing look and asked him to protect Su Xiaoxiao and the children.

The ghost-faced killer rushed over here, and Yuwen Huai kicked the table away, knocking the other person away.

This group of killers killed anyone they saw, seemingly without any specific target. They just chopped down whoever they caught. In the blink of an eye, many ministers who had no martial arts skills had fallen into their clutches.

Yu Wenxi snatched the ring-handled sword from a ghost-faced killer, turned around and saw Su Xiaoxiao pulling the little princess to avoid the attack of a ghost-faced killer.

She said seriously: "Qin Su, Xin'er is in your hands!"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

It was difficult to do anything with a child in tow, so Wei Ting arrived in time.

Yuwen Xi went to Zhuge Qing.

"What are you doing here?" Yuwen Huai asked dissatisfiedly.

"I'll take the opportunity to kill you!" Yu Wenxi said unhappily.

A long sword stabbed towards Zhuge Qing at an extremely tricky angle. Yuwen Huai was unable to reach it, so Yuwen Xi used his sword to force the opponent back.

Yuwen Huai was a little surprised, but he didn't have time to think about Yuwen Xi's motives. He didn't know where these ghost-faced killers came from. Each of them was extremely skilled in martial arts and was very difficult to deal with.

Yuwen Huai said: "Go and protect our father!"

Yuwen Xi said: "You go!"

Yuwen Huai asked, "You don't want the chance to make a contribution?"

Yu Wenxi asked back: "Why don't you want it?"

The ghost-faced killers from all directions surrounded and killed the two of them.

A long knife was approaching Yuwen Huai's back, but Yuwen Huai was concentrating on dealing with the killer in front of him and did not notice it.

Yuwen Xi only needs to turn a blind eye to let Yuwen Huai die at the hands of the assassin.

Yu Wenxi turned around and stopped looking at the killer.

She thrust her sword backwards and stabbed it into the killer's stomach.

Yuwen Huai was startled, and the next second, a hidden weapon shot towards Yuwen Xi. Yuwen Huai strode forward and pulled her over, and the hidden weapon scratched his arm.

Yuwen Xi glanced at him.

Neither of them spoke.

Yuwen Lin overturned the table: "Brother, Second Sister, I'm here to help you!"

The two said in unison: "Go protect Father!"

Yuwen Lin: "Oh."

Yuwen Lin took the fourth and fifth princes to protect the emperor. The emperor of Western Jin Dynasty had masters of the palace around him and did not need their protection.

The old marquis said to the three children behind him: "Don't look, don't look, cover your eyes."

The three little ones covered their eyes obediently.

After the old marquis turned around, they quietly opened their hands.

A ghost-faced killer was hit hard by the old marquis' elbow and fell heavily to the ground.

He still had a breath, he wanted to get up! The three little ones covered their eyes, quietly moved towards him, and stepped on him to knock him unconscious! The ghost-faced killer: "..."

The old marquis and Su Yuan thought that the three little guys were staying in the corner obediently, but they didn't know that the three little ones had already started to quietly pick up bargains everywhere.

Another killer was knocked to the ground by the old marquis.

Erhu raised the small pot in his hand and knocked the man unconscious with it.

While other children were crying and shouting, the three of them were busy picking up leftovers and masks, and then putting them on their faces.

A ghost-faced killer was kicked down and got up to catch someone.

Xiao Hu wore a ghost mask and made a stop gesture in a very serious manner: "Send some salt (our own people)!"

Ghost Face Killer: “…”

On the other side, the tiger climbed up the pillar, and the small weight fell down with a whoosh, and sat on the man's butt and made him faint! (End of this chapter)