The candlelight flickered, reflecting the two people embracing each other. A pair of slender shadows were cast on the wall, and they merged into one. Only the back of Ximen Jingxuan could be seen.
"Xin'er, don't think too much." Ximen Jingxuan stroked Lin Xin'er's hair.
"Yeah." Lin Xiner nodded as she pressed against Ximen Jingxuan's chest.
What she had just realized made her wonder how to tell Ximen Jingxuan that she needed to calm down as soon as possible.
However, she knew that her thoughts could no longer be taken away from that painting.
Although the painting was burned, the answers and terrifying speculations it left behind will not be erased.
"Xin'er, it's time for me to go."
Although I am reluctant to give up, I still have to say it.
Lin Xiner still nodded simply.
Ximen Jingxuan originally wanted to tell Lin Xiner the news of Yan'er's disappearance, but seeing that Lin Xiner was in a bad mood, he didn't say anything again.
Another missing person can only make her more sad.
Lin Xiner didn't know how Ximen Jingxuan left.
No one was there anymore, only the candlelight danced lonely, and she stood frozen in the room alone.
Turning her head, Lin Xiner looked at the candlelight. A person's shadow seemed to appear during the jumps. Standing in the candlelight, it was particularly clear.
It was her master waving to her with a beautiful smile.
She has always believed that her master is the most beautiful woman in the world, and her mother has a unique temperament that her mother does not possess.
As the moon-watching fairy in Wangyue Tower, she tried her best to show the attitude of her master.
In the Shuiyue Holy Palace in northern Xinjiang, surrounded by mountains, Master stands on the top of the mountain, dressed in graceful clothes, like a fairy descending from thin air, with indescribable beauty.
Chu Yitian said that that kind of beauty fascinated him.
And she believes that the owner of Shuiyue Palace should be like her master. If she wants to inherit Shuiyue Palace, she must inherit all of her master's mantle, including her master's style.
Therefore, she has always followed her master's example and studied hard.
However, it was not difficult for her to learn from her master, and she seemed to have inadvertently imitated her master's demeanor.
She didn't know if it was because she studied Master so wholeheartedly that she gained Master's favor? Anyway, among the sisters, her demeanor and behavior were the most similar to Master's. Even when Xing Yao Yueyao was alive,
He also said that Fairy Wangyue is most like Master.
Lin Xiner stared at the flickering candlelight, and in a daze she saw the portrait made by Ximen Jingxuan. The face of the woman in the portrait completely overlapped with that of her master.
In other words, the person in the painting is obviously Master.
However, she is Xia Yubing drawn by Ximen Jingxuan!
After seeing Xia Yubing's appearance clearly, Lin Xiner understood that the two of them did not look alike. In fact, when she looked at herself in the mirror in the past, she knew that she looked similar to her father, especially when she frowned.
They look very similar. I wonder if her father, who never cared about her, will find out?
Although she didn't look like the "Miss Xia" in Zhao Rong's words, Lin Xiner also knew the reason why she recognized the wrong person.
What made Zhao Rong admit her mistake was actually not her appearance, but her demeanor and behavior.
Originally, it was the shadow of the master that remained in her body, but it became the connection with Xia Yubing.
And Master and Xia Yubing...
Lin Xiner turned around, walked stiffly toward the bed, finally walked over, and sat down feebly.
Ximen Jingxuan thought she was sad because she remembered the disappearance of Lin Bo and her master. In fact, it was the striking resemblance between her master and Xia Yubing that scared her.
There are not too many coincidences in the world, and most coincidences have unknown reasons behind them...
Because she wanted to look for Zheng Xianlun, she stepped into Prince Xuan's Mansion. Zheng Xianlun was found, but her master was missing.
The master who looked very much like Er Niang made her the young mistress of Shuiyue Palace and secretly "made" her into a false martial arts master.
The Demonic Sound Messenger who led Ximen Jingxuan to Shuiyue Palace shared Lin Bo's hatred for her mother. The Demonic Sounding Messenger was extraordinarily familiar with Shuiyue Palace.
Although the Taishi Mansion was wiped out, the whereabouts of my father were unknown, and he was not found dead like the others...
Coincidences appeared one after another in Lin Xiner's mind, intertwining into a complete picture, which made Lin Xiner more and more frightened as she looked at it.
The candle burned out at some point, and the room fell into darkness. Lin Xiner felt a little cold all over, and hugged her shoulders tightly with her arms.
In the darkness, she shivered alone.
Xia Yubing's body was never seen back then. If she was lucky enough to survive, it would be possible for her to fall off a cliff and meet her by chance.
If, by chance, she practices martial arts, if...
Lin Xiner didn't dare to think about it anymore, she held her head and shook it vigorously.
No!
It must not be what she thought.
She must have thought wrong!
Jiang Ziyin in the cold palace was also hiding in the darkness, feeling restless.
You can't avoid seeing some people just because you're afraid. People who are expected to come will actually come.
When the black shadow stood quietly in front of Jiang Ziyin, Jiang Ziyin was not afraid, but said in a very calm tone, "You are here."
"Are you waiting for me?" Ximen Yin asked, somewhat impressed by Jiang Ziyin's performance.
"You deliberately wanted to lure people to Cuizhu Pavilion, but some people came to me, which exceeded your expectations. How could you not go out of your way to find them?" Jiang Ziyin said.
When Lin Xiner said that someone led everyone to Cuizhu Pavilion, she knew that person could only be Ximen Yin himself.
"Stop talking nonsense, what did you say to Lin Xiner?" Ximen Yin asked.
"Oh, what can I say? What can I say?" Jiang Ziyin stood up and looked directly at the black shadow in front of him.
The light was dim and there was no candle burning. All you could see was Ximen Yin's sharp and bright eyes, like a wild beast in the forest, waiting to attack at any time.
"Don't worry, Lin Xiner's situation has passed. No matter what, I don't dare to tell you. I want Che'er to live well." Jiang Ziyin said.
"As for me, you can argue that you don't know who it is, but what I'm curious about is how you explain yourself being blackmailed." Ximen Yin said, he knew that since it was related to Ximen Che's safety, Jiang Ziyin wouldn't even kill him.
Will tell the secret.
"I said other things that Prince Xuan is concerned about, and they have nothing to do with you." Jiang Ziyin said, "I'm just waiting to be punished by the Emperor."
"I know that you are very brave as long as it concerns your son." Ximen Yin snorted and sneered, "You are guilty of all kinds of murders and poisonings. I don't know how many secrets you have hidden in your body. Could it be that the matter of Princess Ru is also related to you?
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"Yes, my bottom line is only Che'er. Don't worry, no matter what I say, it will not be detrimental to you or Che'er. You are the same brothers. Please take this into account and give Che'er a favor after the matter is completed.
A way out." Jiang Ziyin said.
"Since you are begging me, your tone is still very harsh. Do you think you are still a noble queen? Mother." Ximen Yin approached Jiang Ziyin, suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiang Ziyin's hair, and threw her violently.
On the ground.
Jiang Ziyin didn't expect that Ximen Yin would attack her so arrogantly. She was caught off guard and followed Ximen Yin's hand and rushed to Ximen Yin's feet.
Kneel before the empress dowager, kneel before the emperor, kneel before the father and mother. Which concubine has ever knelt before an unknown prince? Humiliation surged into Jiang Ziyin's heart, her throat was sore, and she couldn't breathe out even a single sound.
"Ximen Che is just an ant in my hand. I can crush it to death at any time. Do you believe it?" Ximen Yin's voice floated in the darkness, as eerie as coming from the underground.
Jiang Ziyin nodded vigorously, wondering if Ximen Yin could see it.
"If I fail, I will be buried with Ximen Che. If I succeed, you have to beg me to spare your son of a bitch's life. Don't put up any more stinky airs for me and make me unhappy, Ximen
Tooru is also dead!"
"I know, I know..." Jiang Ziyin finally made a sound.
"Tell me what you told Lin Xiner." Ximen Yin walked aside and sat on a chair.
Jiang Ziyin was still kneeling in front of him, begging for mercy like a dog.
This woman is not afraid of death herself, but is afraid of the death of her son. I wonder if Ximenche understands his mother's heart.
If Ximenche stabbed her in turn, would it be cruel revenge for her murderous attack on him in the past?
Sitting in the darkness, Ximen Yin had evil ideas in his mind.
Jiang Ziyin told Ximen Yin what she had told Lin Xiner again. While telling it, she knew that the old story about the emperor and concubine Ru had really been brought up by her, and it had been quiet for twenty years.
, and what kind of disturbance will the grievances and grievances among them cause?
"There is still such a thing between the emperor and the late emperor. Is Ximen Jingxuan definitely the son of the late emperor, and not just living with the emperor?" Ximen Yin sneered after listening to Jiang Ziyin's story.
Jiang Ziyin had already seen how evil he was, so he was not surprised to hear such filthy words coming from the beloved third prince.
"You know, this is impossible." Jiang Ziyin said, paused, and then said, "If Prince Xuan is the emperor's son, how can the concubine be indifferent to him?"
"So this is why you became the queen. I asked you how could you be so kind to raise Ximen Jingxuan? He is really your lucky star." Ximen Yin said, stood up and kicked the figure lying on the ground.
One kick.
"Ah——" Jiang Ziyin whispered and bumped to the side.
"It's all you. If it weren't for Ximen Jingxuan, how could my life be so difficult today?" Ximen Yin said harshly.
Hidden in the darkness, Jiang Ziyin seemed to be able to see how ferocious his usually gentle and gentle face looked at this time.
Jiang Ziyin did not dare to say a word. She raised her hand and touched her forehead. It was wet and sticky, and the skin was broken and blood was flowing out.
Without Ximen Jingxuan, the world would have been in chaos eight years ago.
Even if the second and third princes of the late emperor, as well as the fourth prince who escaped before the battle, revolted, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain. If the emperor and Ximen Jingxuan were removed, the three of them would still argue and they would probably gain in the end.
It is not anyone from the Ximen family who is interested, but other people who have a peep at the world.