"My master is Wu Chenzi!" Bei Mingxuan smiled.
"This clears up my confusion for years." Gu Qingfeng also smiled. "Your name is not on the sect's genealogy. You didn't become a disciple of Snow Mountain Kunlun, but were only Wu Chenzi's disciple."
There is no doubt, it is a statement, it is an affirmation.
"Yes." Bei Mingxuan admitted.
"Back then, Qiuya and Wuchenzi had a good personal relationship." Gu Qingfeng's eyes always showed a touch of tenderness when he mentioned Nangong Qiuya. "So, the Qinghe Sword and Xiyu Sword must be in your possession?"
"yes."
Listening to Gu Qingfeng's words, Bei Mingxuan's mind flashed something, but he didn't grasp it quickly, but he had a question, "Drizzle Sword? It was Wu Chenzi who told you. I haven't seen him for many years."
Gu Qingfeng did not comment. From the meaning of his words, it seemed that Bei Mingxuan had never known that the Snow Mountain Kunlun had always hidden the Drizzle Sword.
Even at that time, Gu Qingfeng knew that Chang'an possessed the Drizzle Heart Technique, Gu Qingfeng himself did not reveal the slightest bit of his knowledge of the Drizzle Sword's meaning.
Not only when facing Chang'an, but also when facing Nangong Qiuya that year, he still didn't say it. That was the rule of the Snow Mountain Kunlun lineage.
Thinking about it this way, Qiuya must have known that the Qinghe Sword and the Qinghe Heart Method were in the snowy Kunlun Mountains, so she sent Bei Mingxuan to Wu Chenzi.
Especially when thinking about the Xiyu Heart Technique that Qiuya accidentally obtained, she did not practice it herself but left it to her daughter.
It really is destined. After all, the combination of the Qing and Xiyu swords is not only irresistible in martial arts, but can also suppress any poison.
When Changan comes back.
Bei Mingxuan and Chang'an sent Gu Qingfeng to the city gate together.
"Chang'an." Gu Qingfeng looked at his daughter with a smile in his eyes, "When you encounter problems in the future, please discuss it with Prince Xuan.
Don't be willful and don't go back to the general's mansion. It's not your home without your father there.
If you have the chance, you can also sever ties with the Gu family."
"Okay." Chang'an always felt that Gu Qingfeng was hiding something from her, but since her father didn't tell her, she didn't ask.
We are all adults, and everyone has a little privacy.
When Gu Qingfeng said this again, his eyes quickly passed over Bei Mingxuan's face.
Bei Mingxuan understood clearly.
But Chang'an didn't notice the subtle changes between the two people.
Many years later, Chang'an thought, if he had been more careful at this time and asked a few more questions, could the tragedy have been avoided?
Gu Qingfeng left.
Chang'an looked at Bei Mingxuan and said, "When will you take me to see your little secret? My curiosity has been piqued by your conversation at Zui Xiang Pavilion just now."
"Want to know?" Bei Mingxuan smiled and reached out to pinch Chang'an's fair cheek.
"I do!" Chang'an smiled with curved eyebrows, and that look was so sweet that it touched Bei Mingxuan's heart.
Bei Mingxuan raised the corner of his lips and whispered in Chang'an's ear, "Give me a little prince."
"!!!" Chang'an was stunned, his cheeks instantly flushed, "There are so many women in the mansion, they can all give birth to children for you."
"..." Bei Mingxuan looked at Chang'an in surprise. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Are you trying to make yourself unhappy, or do you want to hear me say nice things?"
Changan suddenly felt like he was courting death, "I want to hear nice words."
"Hahaha!" Bei Mingxuan looked at Chang'an with a coquettish look, which made people unable to let go.
Seeing the bright and happy smile, Chang An was also happy, "You are so happy, I think my mother would like to see you."
"Yes." Bei Mingxuan stopped laughing and said seriously, "My little prince can only come out of your belly. It can only be you, and only you have the qualifications."
"Whether it's true or not, I feel relieved to hear this." Chang'an smiled and told herself in her heart that she believed in him.
"Of course it's true." Bei Mingxuan immediately retorted.
Chang'an deliberately frowned, "Bei Mingxuan, I just don't want you to open a dyeing factory."
"...Dyeing factory?" Bei Mingxuan shook his head helplessly, "I don't want to open a dyeing factory, I just want a flood."
"!!!" Chang'an smiled and said, "Why don't you go to the sky? Why don't you stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"
Bei Mingxuan grabbed Chang'an's hand, pulled it into his arms, and whispered, "I want to take you with me, rule the world, and look down on everyone."
"Ninth brother!"
The sudden sound made Bei Mingxuan and Chang'an look to the side.
They are the crown prince and the eldest prince.
Chang'an was a little surprised, but Bei Mingxuan had already received news that the Crown Prince, the eldest prince, Gu Shirong, and several people under Gu Qingyun were going to winter hunting outside the city.
This is also the reason why Bei Mingxuan did not take Chang'an away from the city gate after sending Gu Qingfeng away.
"Crown Prince? Big Brother?" Bei Mingxuan asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"
As they were talking, Bei Ming Yulan and Lin Yanran's carriages had arrived.
Not far away followed Gu Shirong and the people from the military tent.
"Ninth Uncle?" Bei Ming Yulan was very happy to meet Bei Ming Xuan.
Ever since the last incident at Qinxin Pavilion, she had been locked up in the mansion by her mother and could not leave.
This time, she begged her father and mother in front of the prince.
At this time, Lin Yanran got off the carriage with Bei Ming Yulan.
"Lin Yanran greets Prince Xuan and Princess Xuan."
"No need to be so polite." Bei Mingxuan gestured to Lin Yanran to stand up.
His gaze then fell on Gu Shirong and the few people following closely behind him.
The meaning is very obvious, I want you to dismount and salute.
However, these people are pretending to be confused.
Bei Mingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and pursed his lips. "You didn't dismount or salute me when you saw me. Are you planning to ask me to sit down and talk you through the reasons behind this? Hmm?"
There was a smile in his eyes, but underneath the smile, there was a sharpness. His tone was gentle, but without the slightest warmth. Instead, he exuded an icy aura that made the onlookers afraid to speak easily, and even the rude people were shocked.
"We dare not." The people following Gu Shirong immediately dismounted.
Kneeling in front of Bei Mingxuan, "Greetings to Prince Xuan, greetings to Princess Xuan."
Bei Mingxuan didn't say anything. His eyes fell on Gu Shirong. At this time, Gu Shirong just looked at Gu Changan in a daze.
Changan smiled sweetly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes, "Cousin?"
"Gu Shirong!" Bei Ming Yulan said coldly, lashing out at Gu Shirong's back with a whip. "You didn't even bow to my Ninth Uncle and Auntie. Who gave you the guts to do that?"
Gu Shirong was knocked off his horse by a whip, and only then did he react.
Grinning and enduring the pain, he said, "Gu Shirong, greetings to Prince Xuan and Princess Xuan."
"Hello, cousin." Gu Changan's cheerful voice sounded like a spring breeze blowing in the ears, very comfortable.
But she had no intention of letting Gu Shirong get up.
Bei Mingxuan also didn't. He turned to look at the Crown Prince, the First Prince, and the others, "With so many people here, what are you going to do?"
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