Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

"what?"

Ye Jingyu was startled.

He personally checked that day and found that Ashlan was indeed dead. How could she be alive again?

"Actually, when Ashlan's body disappeared, I suspected that he was not dead. Today I can finally confirm that not only is he alive, but he has also transformed into Cui Yu, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect."

After hearing Yin Qingxuan's words, Ye Jingyu was surprised again.

Cui Yu is actually Asilan?

How is this possible?

Yin Qingxuan knew that he couldn't believe it for a while, so she told Ye Jingyu about her encounter with Fangruo at the beach.

Ye Jingyu stood up, stared and said, "No wonder Cui Yu has repeatedly targeted us and Shengyin Pavilion. If he is really Ashlan, everything will make sense."

He curled up the corners of his mouth, and a cold smile broke out on his handsome face.

"It is true that there is a way to heaven but he will not take it, and there is no way to hell but he will come. This time, he will definitely turn into ashes and never be reincarnated."

Yin Qingxuan poured a handful of spiritual spring water, took a sip, looked at Ye Jingyu and said, "Does Ayu have a plan?"

"No need to plan, just come."

Ye Jingyu took a few steps by the spring with his hands behind his back, his expression a little more excited.

"Xiaoyao Sect's reputation in Beihai is not good. As long as we reveal his identity in public, he will definitely become the target of public criticism."

Yin Qingxuan thought about it, as long as his identity was exposed, there was no need to bother.

"If you want to expose it in public, you have an opportunity right in front of you."

Yin Qingxuan also learned from him how Ye Jinglan recognized Morita Pi Yanzi.

Ye Jingyu raised his phoenix eyes, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes again, and then he chuckled and said: "If this is really the case, it can be done. I didn't expect that my imperial brother has such ability."

Yin Qingxuan said in a relaxed tone: "He has many evil intentions."

Ye Jingyu stretched out his middle finger and lightly scratched the bridge of Yin Qingxuan's nose.

He said dotingly: "My Xuan'er is not inferior to him, let's go, it's time for us to go out."

Yin Qingxuan hummed and took Ye Jingyu out of the space.

The four of them discussed it in Ye Jinglan's room. At sunset, Xiao Yinhuan also came back, and everything went smoothly.

The Dongliu people have always been a major event in Beihai. Based on the principle of preferring to believe that they have it rather than trusting that they don't have it, each sect has secretly deployed troops to prepare a fatal blow to the Dongliu people.

Xiao Yinhuan went to the iron prison again and met Pavilion Master Xiao.

The old man was holding a chicken leg in his left hand and wine in his right hand, which made him feel more comfortable than in the pavilion.

Knowing that Pavilion Master Xiao was in a good state of mind, everyone was relieved. What they had to do now was to wait and deal with Ashlan after severely injuring the Dongliu people.

Although Fangruo was very anxious, she could distinguish the serious from the serious, so she had to endure it first.

The sun soon set below the sea level. Looking at the last bit of afterglow, Fangruo still couldn't calm down in her heart.

Although she pretended to be cold and ruthless, it was just a bluff. Guan Xiao walked with her all the way, busy and busy. Even a cat or dog would have feelings, let alone such a big person.

She wanted Yin Qingxuan to find someone to visit the inn several times, but she was afraid of causing ridicule, so she had to suppress her worries in her heart, hoping that Guan Xiao would look away and return to the capital soon.

While Fangruo was praying secretly, Guan Xiao was still standing dutifully at the door of the room.

He thought Fangruo was tired and fell asleep, so he didn't dare to open the door and disturb her.

Seeing the guests downstairs gathering in small groups, chatting and laughing while eating, Guan Xiao's stomach also started to grow unsatisfactorily.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Guan Xiao couldn't bear it anymore and knocked on the door.

"Are you awake?"

There was a lot of noise downstairs, and Guan Xiao couldn't hear anyone inside. He thought it was broad daylight, so Fangruo wouldn't take off his clothes, so he opened the door and walked in.

The room is not big, and you can see all the way to the end at a glance.

Looking at the untouched quilt on the bed, Guan Xiao suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Fangruo, Fangruo!"

He yelled twice, and then he realized that the back window was open. When he came to the window, a pile of dead grass came into view.

In an instant, Guan Xiao felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

He staggered a few steps, his knees weakened, and he sat down on the ground.

Why, isn't he good enough for her?

He would rather give up his identity and family ties to come here with her. Even if he had to sleep in the open air, he would never utter a word of suffering. Isn't this enough?

Guan Xiao has always believed that sincerity leads to gold and stone, but this sentence does not seem appropriate when applied to Fangruo.

Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Guan Xiao felt that his vision was blurry.

It turns out that not loving someone is so decisive. Fangruo's heart is like a stone. No matter what he does, it can't be warmed.

Guan Xiao wanted to sit on the ground and cry, but in the end he tried his best to hold back.

After a cup of tea, he stumbled up from the ground and walked out of the inn like a zombie.

Looking at the flying birds flying overhead, Guan Xiao felt his cheeks getting cold, and a drop of cold tears fell silently on his clothes.

He traveled thousands of miles just to impress himself. In Fangruo's eyes, he was not as good as Ashlan after all. Perhaps, everything he did was always a joke.

Guan Xiao smiled bitterly, and another tear fell from the corner of his eye. He raised his sleeves, wiped away the tears from the corner of his eye, and suddenly ran towards the seaside like crazy.

He has no shame in returning to the capital. If he is sorry for his grandfather in this life, he can only wait until the next life to pay him back.

boom.

Guan Xiao ran too fast and collided with a big man with a knife.

The big man drank a lot of wine and was so drunk that he almost fell to the ground. He couldn't help but feel angry and pulled out the steel knife.

"Which fucking sect do you belong to? How dare you bump into me?"

Guan Xiao didn't want to speak and ran forward again, but the big man grabbed him by the collar and stabbed him back.

Guan Xiao subconsciously flew out a kick and caught it on the big man's wrist.

He said angrily: "Don't stop me. Even if I die, I won't die under the knife of a bastard like you."

The big man had drunk too much, but he felt pain in his wrist, and the steel knife in his hand flew out immediately.

He was sober from drinking. Seeing that Guan Xiao was wearing ordinary clothes and was not a disciple of any sect, he suddenly felt malicious in his heart.

"Damn it, you're the bastard, I'm going to kill you today."

The two immediately fought together. Although Guan Xiao's martial arts could not compare with Ye Jingyu and others, he was also the direct descendant of Marshal Guan. He could still make mistakes against a Jiu Mengzi.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had passed more than twenty moves.

Asilan was about to return to the sect, but when she saw Guan Xiao's moves, she couldn't help but stop.

This person...could it be him?