A man with a mask?!

This sentence was like a basin of cold water, head-on and head-on on my head that was originally irritated by her and burned with anger. In an instant, I calmed down.

A man in a mask?!

After the anger and shock at the beginning, a figure flashed through my mind almost immediately, or rather, it should be a title. Because I was not familiar with him, and I had never seen him with my own eyes, but those who had blood ties with him all had a close relationship with me, and even gave me the greatest comfort and warmth when I was in the most painful time.

Wearing a mask...

I couldn't wait to step forward: "What did you say? Let's make it clearer!"

"What did I say? Humph, do you want me to say it more clearly?"

I shook slightly, but I still insisted on looking at the other party's contemptuous eyes: "What kind of man is it?"

Xue Qian was a little surprised by my essence. After thinking about it, she said coldly: "I don't know who it is, but someone saw that he and your mother often stayed in the pavilion in the back mountain, and the two of them had secretly had private meetings."

“…”

"Sometimes, they stay there for half a day."

“…”

"Hmph, your mother was still the eldest wife of the Yan family at that time, so she was so ignorant of her gaze and was not aware of her wife's words!"

No matter how ugly she spoke, I seemed to be unable to hear it, and I only asked, "What does that man look like?"

"How do I know? It's said he's wearing a mask!" She seemed a little angry at the question that I couldn't tell the point. She glared at me hatefully, thought for a while, and then sneered: "That mask is interesting. Someone has seen it. It's an iron mask, with a fierce look and fangs, like a grimace."

“…”

"If he is a good person, can he be so hiding and shameful?"

Iron mask... with fierce eyes and fangs... like a grimace...

A man with a mask!

I just felt a little trembling, and my heartbeat was almost shaking my body.

A earth-shaking name is already in my heart and is about to emerge.

Iron-faced king!

The God of War, one of the eight great kings who are invincible in Shengjing, is also the relative of the Empress Dowager and Huang Tianba!

At this moment, the words that Madam Gui said to me when she was about to leave the palace suddenly echoed in my mind.

"No one can tell whether it is dead or alive..."

"He did not return to Shengjing, but planned to travel in the Central Plains..."

"Who knows, this person suddenly disappeared in the world. No matter how many people are sent or how many people are found, they can't be found..."

At that time, although I was shocked by the news, I never thought that this matter would have anything to do with me, let alone that this matter would really come true.

But--

If the one-thousandth guess in Madam Gui's mind is true?

What if the Iron-Faced King was really not dead, and his travels reached a place that the people of the court could not find?

I just felt a thunder thunder blew over my head!

After a long time, the rumbling thunder did not dissipate, but continued to linger in my mind, which made me confused.

Iron-faced king?

Iron-faced king!

...

If I make a bold guess, the masked man who interacted with my mother was him, the invincible Iron-Faced King who was invincible on the grassland, then this seems to explain why the Queen Mother and the Supreme Emperor sent so many people that they could not find his whereabouts.

Because he came to Xichuan.

The sphere of influence of the court was the entire Central Plains, but Xichuan was not under the rule of the court.

As for why he came to Xichuan, as a man like him, he was very skilled and brave, it would not be a strange thing to sneak into any unpredictable place. What's more, Xichuan, a land that has been independent of the imperial court since the royal family headed south, may have a different temptation for him.

But, how did he know my mother?

Xue Qian said that he often wears masks to the back mountain to meet my mother. What is their relationship and what are they doing?

I don't think that the two of them met secretly in the back mountain. It was really as Xue Qian said, so shameless. Her own words were contradictory. If it was really a private meeting, if it was really a matter of mercy, how could they run to a place like the back mountain where people could appear at any time? The meeting place was even more an air-covered pavilion!

But if it weren't for a private meeting, then the meeting between the two of them would be less simple.

The Iron-faced King of Shengjing!

Mrs. Yan of Nishichuan!

They are all big names who can turn their hands around and turn their hands into rain on one side. What they want to date is probably not trivial matters.

Also, where has the Iron-Face King gone over the years? Why is there no news about him?

Now, is he still alive?

Mysteries kept surging in my mind, not far from me, I always thought I could get it and solve it, but when I reached out, another force pushed them away.

I raised my head and glanced at Xue Qian's face that was still angry.

...

It seems that it is impossible to ask something from her. If this matter is considered a "private meeting", then my father will not let more people know about it. So I grew up so old in Xichuan and I know nothing about the "Iron-Faced King".

Of course, if that man is really the Iron Face King.

At this time, Xue Qian said coldly again: "So, your mother is just like this. She doesn't stick to her wife's deeds and meets wild men in private..."

It is impossible to say that it is not angry, but after calming down, I said calmly: "There are some things that the saints think are clear when they hear, while the fools think are turbid when they hear them."

"What do you mean?"

"My mother is a confidant to the poor scholar Liu Shizhou, so she would have supported him. Without my mother's support, perhaps Liu Shizhou would not have been able to hold on to the capital, and he would not have been appointed as the prefect of Yangzhou to do good deeds for the people of Jiangnan. He also wrote a letter to the emperor to depose the untouchables in several provinces of Jiangnan."

“…”

"And in your eyes, such an open and honest gentleman friendship is a private understanding and unfaithful manner."

“…”

"You never know my mother, and you don't know what she wants, so why should you judge her?"

The more I said, Xue Qian's face became more ugly. From pale to ashen, I almost heard her teeth clattering, as if I wanted to bite a piece of meat from me, or from my mother.

And I said calmly: "But speaking, my mother never said anything about you in front of me."

"What?!" She looked at me in shock.

I glanced at her coldly.

Back then, even though I was so young and so scared, I could not help but curse her in my heart. But when my mother heard it, she just smiled faintly, stroked my heart, and told me softly-

"Light, if you want to eliminate troubles, you must have no self. Everyone has their own causes and conditions, and don't envy others."

"Mrs. She also has her own Shura field."

"You may not see her pain."

Now I understand a little bit what the pain of the old lady in front of me is. It is indeed not easy for a woman, and she has indeed endured too many sufferings that she should not bear. Her persistence is certainly a kind of victory, but such victory is extremely painful.

A miserable victory is like a defeat.

My mother understands her.

pity--

"You don't understand my mother, but she won't blame you."

...

"Because, she is not the same person as you."

After saying that, I replied to her and smiled coldly.

In fact, until now, I really don’t fear her anymore, and I don’t even hate her anymore.

After all, she has lived in her love throughout her life, only knowing the sorrow of love, and not thinking about more. Because of this, she has not even been able to completely eradicate the forces left by my mother in Xichuan this year, and Yan Qingchen, regardless of any purpose, has let this situation go.

In fact, she is just a spoiled young lady, innocent and charming, and the same goes when she gets old.

So, my father loves her, but he can't love her more.

After saying that, I was about to turn around and leave. As soon as I turned around, Xue Qian suddenly became angry and cursed: "You unfilial girl, what did you say!"

Although she was rude to me before, she seemed to have been suppressing her temper. But when she mentioned that my mother was not the same person as her, she suddenly became furious and waved the dragon stick in her hand and hit me.

At this moment, a man suddenly appeared next to him, stretching his arms to hold the dragon stick that was beaten down with the whistling wind.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a monk Wuwei.

His arms were thicker than mine, and the dragon stick was blocked by him and did not move at all. I was startled and said hurriedly: "Uncle Wuwei!"

The fearless monk said angrily: "With the Sa family here, who dares to be rude to the eldest lady!"
To be continued...