As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind rose from his palm.
"Wait, wait a minute."
Master Xu clenched his teeth and spoke.
Princess Qing's palm energy vanished, and she looked at Master Xu, saying, "Speak."
Master Xu sighed helplessly, looked at Princess Qing, hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Princess, I really don't know. Our Xu family has never thought about becoming glorious again. We believe that our decline is in accordance with fate. As for Xu Yiran... he, he is not my biological son."
Upon hearing this, Princess Qing was taken aback. "What did you say?"
"Yes, Yiran is not my biological son. He was sent to my residence when he was six years old so that I could take good care of him. At that time, our Xu family was suffering a great calamity, and it was only with the help of that person that we were able to resolve the situation safely."
Who is that person?
Mr. Xu shook his head. "I can't remember. The person was wearing a mask at the time. Now that more than ten years have passed, I remember even less. Perhaps he is dead or unknown. But after that person brought Xu Yiran here, he never appeared again. Now that I think about it, I don't know what Yiran's background is."
"What is your background...?"
Princess Qing was suspicious and was about to ask something when she sensed something behind her. She turned around abruptly and saw the person who should have been there at the very least.
The man was handsome and dashing, the woman exquisitely beautiful.
"The Northern Emperor, and the Southern Lingqin?"
Princess Qing was extremely surprised.
Nan Lingqin nodded to Princess Qing in greeting, "Thank you for your hard work, Princess."
Although Princess Qing was surprised, she understood the current situation. She glanced at Yuwen Yao and took a step back, clearly entrusting all the matters to him.
"Your Majesty..." Master Xu and Uncle Zhou immediately kowtowed to Yuwen Yao in greeting.
No need for formalities.
Yuwen Yao looked at the two of them, then his gaze fell on Master Xu. "Continue with what you just said."
"Well... Your Majesty, it's nothing much. It's just that it's strange that he is indeed not my child. Moreover, I promised that person that I wouldn't tell anyone. If I hadn't been forced into this situation today, I wouldn't have been able to say it either."
Seeing Master Xu trembling, Yuwen Yao didn't say anything more, but his aura was chillingly cold.
“Master Xu, you must not tell anyone about our visit tonight, nor should you tell anyone about what we have said to you.”
Nan Lingqin stepped forward at the right moment. She was a beautiful and refined person, and she spoke eloquently, but people knew that they could not be presumptuous in front of her.
"Yes, Your Majesty and Princess Lingqin can rest assured, Yiran... is still very filial, and I don't want him to..."
Not wanting to say anything, Master Xu ultimately didn't continue.
"let's go."
Nan Lingqin turned to look at Princess Qing, then looked at Yuwen Yao, "Since Xu Yiran did not send anyone to move the entire Xu family, nor did she send anyone to protect them secretly, it means that she has already given up on them, or that she is already certain that they cannot threaten her."
That makes sense.
Princess Qing had just thought of that too, and looking at Nan Lingqin, she couldn't help but feel happy again.
Nan Lingqin is quite nice, but it's a pity that she's already Yuwen Yao's wife. Moreover, it seems that the two of them have clearly reconciled.
Well, we definitely need to keep a close eye on that seedling, the Southern Phoenix.
"let's go."
Yuwen Yao pulled Nan Lingqin and Princess Qing together and left the house.
"Why are you here? Do you have any news of my Yi'er?"
As soon as they left the Xu residence, Princess Qing inquired.
"have."
When Nan Lingqin responded, her expression was rather unpleasant. It was precisely because she had received Yu Qingyi's message that her mood became heavy.
It turned out that she had saved Yuwen Yao and was in good spirits, so Yuwen Yao took her away. Just as they approached the center of the capital, she heard about the earth-shattering events that had happened in the past two days. She could hardly describe the shock she felt at that moment. Then, because of Ming Lan, she quickly found Yu Qingyi and got the news from his side.
Yuwen Shi and Yuwen Qingyue were unharmed, Xie Danling was captured, and as for spiritual arts... Xu Yiran had probably already mastered them to the highest level.
Furthermore, she received a letter from her second brother, Nan Xingji, informing her that the man in black robes had died, the cause of death unknown.
How powerful must someone be to kill blackheads without leaving a trace?
She had just won back Yuwen Yao, but now she was about to lose Xu Yiran.
Heaven just loves to play tricks on her.
Currently, the Southern Qi's 200,000-strong army is still holding out beneath the gates of Beirong City. Given this situation, how will Yuwen Yao arrange things? How will she explain herself to those 200,000 troops?
As the wind swept by, Nan Lingqin looked at Yuwen Yao.
With just one glance, it was as if they had already understood each other perfectly.
"Don't worry, I'm just your kidnapped husband."
Yuwen Yao spoke softly, his voice sounding especially warm against the cold wind.
"My cold-hearted husband...?"
He really thought that this way the Southern Qi soldiers wouldn't make things difficult for him?
"From now on, if you say one, I will not dare to say two; if you tell me to go left, I will no longer dare to go right."
Yuwen Yao's soft, gentle voice reached my ears again.
Every word exuded joy, a sense of the weight of life making everything else seem light, and this feeling of weightlessness within her was given to her by him.
He was holding her horizontally in his arms at this moment, because she had saved him with cloud magic, and he was now completely empty of energy and unable to use his lightness skill.
Nan Lingqin raised her eyes, looking at the horizon where the water met the sky, and the sharply defined jawline, and suddenly found it amusing. "Yuwen Yao, you're still the Emperor of Beirong, haven't abdicated yet, and you're not ashamed to be at my beck and call?"
"It's not shameful."
His answer was crisp and firm.
What's more important than living a life where you can see her, hold her, hug her, and have her in your eyes every moment? What's more important than making him happy?
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