Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling knew that nothing would happen without them. Under the gaze of the Eighteen Gentlemen, they took a step back and left the battlefield to Feng Qingchen, completely ignoring the most dangerous sword formation in Xuanxiao Palace.
inside.
That confident and calm look, as if he has a chance to win, can make people angry to death.
"Who told you to stop? Just do it and kill them." The palace master was furious at Uncle Nine Emperors' attitude. He was so arrogant that he didn't take his master seriously. He really didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.
As soon as the Eighteen Gentlemen moved, Xuan Shaoqi spoke again: "Please uncles, for my mother's sake, give Shaoqi the time of a stick of incense. Two of the three of them do not know martial arts. The time of a stick of incense will never be given to Shaoqi."
It will cause trouble for the uncles."
Xuan Shaoqi's attitude was sincere, his tone was sincere, and he brought up the dead palace lord's wife to speak. The Eighteen Gentlemen didn't know what to do for a moment, so he had to look at the palace lord and ask him to say something.
The palace master was so angry that his whole body was trembling, but the palace master's wife was staring at Feng Qingchen. She knew that this veiled woman was their trump card and was most likely Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen, I didn’t expect that when the entire killer world was chasing you, you would come out. You are so arrogant, so many kills can’t block your way. You are just like your mother who died long ago.
The wife of the palace owner clenched her hands into fists, and her nails dug into her palms, but she felt no pain. She stared at Feng Qingchen with her eyes, as if she were looking at the enemy who killed her father.
In fact, Feng Qingchen was also the one who wanted to destroy her happiness, but she couldn't stop him.
The palace lord's wife didn't notice that she was holding the palace lord tightly with her other hand. The palace lord thought that his wife was angry with Xuan Shaoqi, so he scolded him with a stern face: "You traitor, are you going to rebel?"
"Father, I'm not interested in Xuanxiao Palace. I just don't want to have a father who doesn't know people well. Father, do you still remember what I said when you married this woman?" Xuan Shaoqi pointed at the palace owner's wife. He is now
He didn't even call the palace lord's wife, but directly addressed this woman, which shows his determination today.
The palace master frowned slightly, but did not speak. He nodded. Of course he remembered that he almost beat Xuan Shaoqi to death for this.
"Looking at my father, he must have remembered that I said that this woman is not Aunt Mo, and I don't want her to be my mother, but you don't believe me, father, you don't believe me, you never believe me, even if I am your son.
"
Weird, Xuan Shaoqi blamed his father. If he hadn't known his true identity, he would have had a complete family. Feng Qingchen might also be his sister, his precious baby, but this man ruined it.
to his happiness...
"Yes." When Wang Jinling called out the three words Lu Yiran, the palace master was already suspicious. He just didn't want to face it because he was afraid that he couldn't bear it.
It took eighteen years...they both had two children before they told him that the person beside him was not her.
"Today, I am here to prove it." Xuan Shaoqi took off Feng Qingchen's veil regardless of the palace master's wife's increasingly paler face and increasingly fierce eyes...
"Xiao Fei!"
The palace lord's wife deserves to be the palace lord's wife. When Feng Qingchen's face was revealed, she instantly put away the hatred in her eyes and shouted in surprise: "Xiao Fei, why are you with Shao Qi? Is it, is it that one?
Men lie to you? They coax you to join them and deceive your father and mother."
Without thinking, he knew that the man was referring to Wang Jinling. The smile on Wang Jinling's face froze. If he knew what it meant to be shot while lying down, he would definitely say this.
This woman is really unwilling to give up. She has reached this point and refuses to admit her mistake. She really thinks she is Lu Yimo.
"Xiao Fei?" The palace owner also called out suspiciously, but there was disbelief in her eyes. The girl in front of her looked the same as Xiao Fei, but what was the difference?
Boom...this woman is not Xiao Fei. The palace master knows that it is time for him to face reality.
"Xiao Fei, are you Xiao Fei?" A certain part of his heart collapsed, a certain belief in his heart collapsed. A flash of fear and uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He shook his head mechanically, hoping to make Feng Qingchen not deny it and admit that she was Xiao Fei.
Fei, as long as the woman in front of him admits that she is Xiao Fei, he can still be happily with Yi Mo.
It's a pity that Feng Qingchen didn't get what he wanted. Feng Qingchen raised the corner of his lips and said jokingly to Xuan Shaoqi: "As expected, we are not a family. If you don't enter the same family, your father admits that he likes the wrong person. This palace
The mistress is even stranger, even her own daughter admits her mistake. Did they go out without their eyes or their brains?"
"You, you are not Xiao Fei, who are you? Quickly kill her, if you don't kill her yet, where did you hide my Xiao Fei?" Lu Yiran fully showed the panic of a mother, but he was just a gentleman.
Not everyone can scream. The moment they saw Feng Qingchen, they seemed to understand something.
"Why are you still standing there, husband, let them take action and kill these people, they will hurt Xiao Fei." The palace lord's wife could not order the eighteen gentlemen, so she turned to her husband. Unfortunately, the palace lord had already
Complete petrification.
He knew that Xiao Fei had met someone who looked very similar to her, but he didn't expect... this person was so similar to Yi Mo, not only in appearance, but also in temperament and posture.
Yi Mo...Yi Ran.
Hahaha, he deceived himself, why not let him continue to deceive, why should he expose it, and expose his happiness.
The palace lord's eyes became cloudy and sad, but unfortunately no one sympathized with him. Feng Qingchen glanced at him, then withdrew his eyes and said: "Palace lord's wife, no, I should call you aunt, please stop acting.
, you are so hypocritical. Don’t act like you don’t know me. If you don’t know me, would you spend three hundred thousand taels of gold to kill me?
Aunt, forget it, I'd better call you the palace master's wife. I really can't say this, aunt. You live in my mother's name, but you actually use my mother's name to pay for my murder. How can you be so shameless?
A little?"
Feng Qingchen's words became more and more harsh as he spoke, as if he was letting out the suffocation he suffered from Uncle Nine Emperors and Wang Jinling.
"Shut up, shut up, I didn't, I didn't pay to kill you, and I'm not your aunt. Don't call people randomly." Feng Qingchen's words brought out the true nature of the palace lord and his wife one by one.
Don't pretend to be calm or magnanimous, and yell at Feng Qingchen, it's a pity...
No one paid attention to her, she was nothing more than a clown. Without Lu Yiran, the master of Xuanxiao Palace, she was nothing.
"Your mother? Who is your mother?" The palace master finally found her voice and asked tremblingly.
It turns out... you won't notice anything without comparison, but once you compare, you will find that they are still different, and their personalities and demeanor are only 70% similar even if they are fake.
Like, so similar, the girl in front of him was very similar to Yi Mo when he met her, and the one next to her... was indeed just a fake.
"My mother's name is Lu Yimo, my father is Feng Zhan, palace master, palace master's wife, I, Feng Qingchen, in the name of Feng Zhan's daughter Nucheng, formally warn you that Lu Yimo is my father Feng Zhan's wife, please
You two, please don't call me Yimo again. I can accept the same name, but I can't accept the fact that we have the same appearance. You make me sick." Her mother belongs to her father alone, and no one can take her away from her.
"Your mother's name is Lu Yimo, your mother's name is Lu Yimo..." The palace owner pointed at Feng Qingchen and asked tremblingly, as if she had thought of something. She turned around and asked the palace owner's wife beside her: "What about you?
What? Who are you? Who are you?"
"Didn't the eldest son say that? Her name is Lu Yiran, my mother's sister, and my nominal aunt." The palace mistress did not answer, so Feng Qingchen answered for her...