Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

Inside the Shuang House, everything is completely silent.

The people outside are so curious, they want to know what the people in front saw, so they feel like bewitched.

However, once they saw Shuang Jiangnian's face, they were just like everyone else, sluggish on the spot, their eyes wide open, and they couldn't look away.

Zhuang Shulan's expression was blank.

"...the moon with frost in it?"

With trembling hands, she subconsciously clutched the pearls in front of her neck.

Shuang Jiangnian noticed her movements, and smiled lightly with a sarcasm on her lips.

"You even guessed that the dead mother was resurrected, but you just didn't expect it to be me?"

For others, it doesn't matter what he said.What's important is the curvature of his pale pink lips, the sparkle in his eyes, and even the sharpness of his tone seem to be able to stir the heartstrings and bring trembling to the heart.

"Shuang, crimson, year."

Zhuang Shulan squeezed out his name word by word from between her teeth.

"...how can you still be alive?"

It turned out that this banished fairy-like beauty was named Shuang Jiangnian.

Everyone chewed the name in their hearts, including Yan Hualan.

The elder brother's full name is the thread that he buried long ago, and by following the thread, he can dig into the deepest subconscious, and dig into the dusty memory in the magical world.

The sea monster, the Huxin Pavilion, Brother Shark, and the Shuang family in the illusion... One by one, they flooded into his mind.

In the fantasy world, Zhuang Shulan sacrificed her elder brother to the sea monster—what does this allude to in reality?

Yan Hualan looked at his brother distressedly.

"You think I'm dead, but you're sure I'm dead. Why?" Shuang Jiangnian looked down at Zhuang Shulan with a half-smile, "Could it be because...you once killed me before, so you're so sure?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Zhuang Shulan.

Under the killer?

They couldn't believe it.

How could someone be so cruel and ruthless that he was willing to let such a good-looking person die?

Zhuang Shulan was flustered for a while.

These people, who were still attacking her and criticizing her just now, and many of them have received favor from the Shuang family, turned their backs so quickly!

"Jiang Nian, is there any misunderstanding?" She asked Ai Qiqi, "You went out to learn art from a teacher when you were young, but after a few years, the soul lamp also went out. Me, your uncle and your cousin Huaiyuan have been looking for you for five years , praying to gods and Buddhas for you, worrying day and night, all the servants in the house know."

"Nephew, is it really you?" Patriarch Shuang Hongfang also realized, and said while wiping off his sweat, "You have grown up, and you look so much like Sister Suyue... Yes, uncle has been worried about you these years. Time is also for you, whether you don’t think about food or tea, hey... I’m so happy that you can come back!"

Yan Hualan glanced at Shuang Hongfang's fat belly.

In the illusion, Shuang Hongfang didn't seem to be ignorant of the matter of "selling his nephew for glory".

In the eyes of this patriarch, who only sees chance and is mercenary, it is of course good to have such a peerless beauty as a relative, and the benefits he can get in exchange far exceed the benefits of marrying Shuang Huaimu.

Unlike his trembling wife, Shuang Hongfang is so happy now.

After him, one after another monks recovered from the shock just now.

"In the year of Shuangjiang, the son of Fairy Suyue? Have you ever heard of it?"

"No. His name has never been made public, perhaps because the biological father is unknown..."

"Who wants to inquire about his father? Of course he is inquiring if he is married! If not, I will propose now; if so, then rob him!"

"Hush, are you stupid? The beauty just admitted that she is the demon princess!"

Concubine Yao Wang, this is a name that has its own owner.

Everyone sighed in unison.

They have already tacitly agreed in their hearts that Shuang Jiangnian is the real demon princess.

After all, if you put Shuang Jiangnian and Shuang Huaimu together, you will know who to choose as long as the demon king is not blind!

Some people also reacted: "So, that young master Huaimu of the Shuang family is a fake?"

Immediately, several eyes turned to Shuang Huaimu.

Shuang Huaimu, who was looking for death and life just now, suddenly fell silent, staring at Shuang Jiangnian, her lips turned gray.

It's as if... just now it was just a joke, but now it's really heart-wrenching.

The crowd sighed and sighed: "I have always said that the arrest warrant for the demon princess is the best in the world. Now that I think about it, I have never seen the world at that time! This one is true and the other is fake, what is the difference between cloud and mud? Why is the demon king's painting skills so poor? !"

Some people also found another way: "But is there any definite evidence that the good-looking one must be the demon princess?"

"You do not believe?"

"Believe it or not... I don't think about it, if he is not the demon princess, don't you and I still have a chance."

"wishful thinking."

Shuang Jiangnian looked at the embarrassed mother and son: "Cousin, aunt. Do you have anything to argue about?"

Zhuang Shulan opened her mouth, but did not make a sound.

"If there is no more objection, then according to the laws of the demon clan, the two of you have committed the crime of regicide." Yan Hualan smiled coldly, "Because the two of you are blood relatives of my concubine, I can avoid the punishment of killing the nine clans. However, the crime of death can be avoided, and the crime of living cannot be escaped, the two of you will be taken into our family's prison, and you will never be able to escape."

"What, what?" Shuang Hongfang looked at his future "nephew and son-in-law" in astonishment.

Shouldn't the nephew marry the Demon King and bring their Shuang family to enjoy themselves?Why did he suddenly want to punish him for his crimes and punish his wife and son? !

"By the way, remember to pay back the debt before you go to jail." Yan Hualan took a few jade plaques from Jin Wuwei and said with a smile, "After all, Jiang Nian married me, and we are all a family, so I am kind-hearted." Fa helped you collect all the IOUs—here, including those owed to the deity, there are a total of [-] high-grade spirit stones."

The loan certificate was imprinted in the jade card, Shuang Hongfang stared at the jade card in Yan Hualan's hand, as if he had been grasped by his lifeblood, and suddenly his wife and son didn't seem so important.

He stretched out his hand to snatch the jade token, but he didn't dare. He shrank back and glared at Zhuang Shulan angrily: "Ma'am, when did the Shuang family owe such a huge debt?!"

Zhuang Shulan's shoulders were shaken back and forth, like a boat in the wind and rain.

She was fascinated: "Whether the demon princess is true or not is a one-sided opinion... You don't have any evidence. It doesn't make sense at all..."

Shuang Jiangnian laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhuang Shulan asked in a daze.

"I have already considered the issue of evidence for my aunt. Five days ago, I wrote a letter to my cousin Huaiyuan. How can I not call my elder brother for my brother's good deed?"

Shuang Jiangnian looked at Zhuang Shulan's gradually cracking expression, and smiled, "According to the time, he should be arriving soon."

Zhuang Shulan suddenly went crazy, and she wanted to stand up with all her teeth and claws: "How can you get involved with Huaiyuan! How can you get involved with him!"

Jin Wuwei pushed her back to the ground, and suddenly, purple light fell, repelling all the demons, Shuang Huaiyuan descended from the sky, with a long sword in his hand protecting Zhuang Shulan's mother and child.

"Who dares to hurt my mother!"

Shuang Huaiyuan finally arrived.

Yan Hualan flicked his sleeves lightly, dispelling the turbulent aura.

Shuang Huaiyuan raised his sword eyebrows unexpectedly: "The Demon King? Five days ago, someone notified me that Huaimu was about to marry. The person who sent the message was His Majesty the Demon King?"

"No, I'm the one who wrote to you." Shuang Jiangnian said, "Cousin, please stay safe."

Seeing his appearance, Shuang Huaiyuan was astonished.

His determination was far superior to others, and he quickly recovered from the amazement, and said in astonishment: "Are you Aunt Suyue's son?"

"Long time no see." Shuang Jiangnian said, "I have no ill intentions towards you, I just want to ask you a few questions."

Shuang Huaiyuan: "You say."

"Don't answer him. He came to our house to beg for his life!" Zhuang Shulan urgently transmitted voice.

"There is no injustice, no enmity, why ask for life?" Shuang Huaiyuan couldn't figure out all the clues, "And mother, why did you hide my younger brother's marriage from me? Why is there such a commotion in the house? Who bullied you?"

"It's him, he brought outsiders to bully us." Zhuang Shulan's eyes were red, "Huaiyuan, listen to mother, don't answer. Only you can save mother and your brother!"

Shuang Huaiyuan had never seen her mother lose her composure like this.He was suspicious, and said via voice transmission: "If it's an important question, of course the child won't answer it."

He looked at Shuang Jiangnian and said cautiously, "What do you want to ask?"

"Two questions." Shuang Jiangnian said, "First, was Shuang Huaimu at home the summer before last? Second, did Shuang Huaimu have a red mole on his right eye?"

Shuang Huaiyuan was surprised: "This is it?"

Not a family secret?

"Huaiyuan..." Zhuang Shulan looked at her eldest son pleadingly and shook her head secretly.

Before she could say anything in the future, Yan Hualan sent a voice transmission to warn her: "Zhuang Shulan, you have to think about it. If Xianjun Ziwei really lied for you, there will be more than two people who will be imprisoned. Also involve your eldest son. Or, do you want me to use the 'Truth Words Heart-Eating Curse' on Shuang Huaimu to extract a confession?"

The Mantra Heart-Eating Curse has the pain of crushing the heart and gouge the bone, and it can cause great damage to the soul. The Immortal Alliance is only used on serious criminals who have colluded with the demons.

Zhuang Shulan glared: "How dare you!"

"Why don't you dare?" Yan Hualan said foolishly, "I am so rampant, I am not afraid of Qilin Immortal Venerable. Hit me if you have the ability."

Zhuang Shulan could only grit her teeth and swallow her blood.

Shuang Jiangnian over there continued to ask: "Have you already thought about your answer?"

"Think it over." Shuang Huaiyuan said calmly.

No matter what the case is, as a witness, he must speak out.

"The first question, in the summer of the previous year, Huai Mu practiced in retreat at the master's house, and there was absolutely no possibility of going out."

"Second question, Huaimu has no moles on her face, it's been like this since she was a child."

At home, it is impossible to rescue the demon king.

Without moles, it is not the person the portrait is looking for.

The ironclad evidence was so strong that everyone's eyes changed immediately, and some even gave Shuang Huaiyuan a look of pity.

Shuang Huaiyuan was puzzled: "But what murder happened last summer? The murderer had moles on his eyelids? I can prove that he wasn't there, so my brother can be ruled out as a suspect."

Yan Hualan told him about pretending to be the Yaowang Concubine before and after, and finally shrugged and said: "It is indeed an alibi—it proves that it was Lingdi and Lingtang who lied to and slandered me."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Shuang Huaimu's poisonous dagger fell into his palm, and the dagger twirled a few times between his fingers before handing it to Shuang Huaiyuan.

"Your brother is still trying to assassinate this deity." Yan Hualan gave him a sideways glance, "Assassination in the street, it's up to your Xianmeng to take care of it."

Shuang Huaiyuan held the dagger, dumbfounded.

The evidence was solid, and the suppressed anger of the monks onlookers finally poured out, rushing towards Zhuang Shulan and Shuang Huaimu.

"Despicable and shameless!" "Liar!" "Villain!"

"Thanks to me trusting you so much and venting my anger for you, you actually used me as a spear to trap me in an unjust place!"

Some people were chilled by the scheming pair of snake and scorpion mother and son, some secretly regretted it, watching Shuang Jiangnian's expression.

...Just talking to Zhuang Shulan just now must have left a bad impression on the beauty, how can I make up for it?

"Why did you do this?" Shuang Huaiyuan looked at his mother and younger brother dully, his voice hoarse, "For the sake of the spirit stone? For the sake of fame? Did you do such a deceitful and outrageous thing?"

Facing the elder son's accusation, Zhuang Shulan raised her cloud sleeves to cover her pale face.

Shuang Huaimu lay on her lap, she didn't know if she was awake or passed out.

And their father, Shuang Hongfang, ran away long ago, cut off the righteousness of their mother and son, mixed in the crowd of crusades, scolded women as poisonous as snakes and scorpions, and taught his son helplessly.

There is no one to help, and the human relationship is cold and warm.

Shuang Huaiyuan was alone, and knelt down facing her mother, and her knee hit the stone slab with a loud bang.

"Mother." His voice was hoarse and sincere, "Let's return all the spirit stones and apologize to my cousin and the demon king, shall we? Huaiyuan will bear the punishment together with you."

"Apologize? Lingshi?" Zhuang Shulan sneered sarcastically, "How can I return it? As soon as I got those spirit stones, I immediately used them to make up for the family's shortfall."

"How could this be?" Shuang Huaiyuan couldn't believe it, "Although the third and fifth families like to spend money, they are not so disrespectful."

Zhuang Shulan let out a series of low laughs from her throat.

She suddenly went crazy, got up, and beat Shuang Huaiyuan desperately, shouting hysterically: "You don't know anything! You don't know anything. For you, for your brother, and for this family, I will do everything." How much effort has been put in!"

Shuang Huaiyuan was at a loss as he was punched on the body, he didn't hide, and endured his mother's beating for the first time in his life.

Zhuang Shulan gradually got tired, and she knelt down: "You only know your integrity and nobility. Oh, noble sense of justice."

It's time for the farce to end.

"Put her in the ancestral hall and guard it heavily." Shuang Jiangnian said, and bowed to the guests: "Everyone, I am sorry for the poor hospitality of the younger generation. Today's banquet is over first, and Jiangnian will apologize for everyone. "

He stood in the center of the courtyard. Although there was no ceremony for the transfer of power, everyone else knew that he represented the entire Shuang family.

In the eyes of everyone, Shuang Jiangnian was the time when he monopolized the power of the Shuang family and was in high spirits.

Only Yan Hualan saw the desolation and exhaustion in his brother's eyes.

After the guests dispersed, Shuang Jiangnian couldn't hold on any longer and fell into Yan Hualan's arms, completely losing consciousness.

Yan Hualan hugged her elder brother horizontally, and when passing by Zhuang Shulan, she snatched the pearl from her neck.

Shuang Huaiyuan watched them step into the inner house that no longer belonged to him, and watched his mother and younger brother being imprisoned in the ancestral hall.

He stood in a messy courtyard, empty and alone.

There was a strange feeling in his chest.

He lowered his head to check, and at some point, a bright white pearl fell into his lapel.

...Maybe it was accidentally left here when his mother was beating him up.

The Shuang House changed hands overnight, and under Yuhui's order, the Golden Crow Guard moved very quickly.

They burned or sold all the objects used by the old owner, and arranged new beds, screens and mirrors.

The medicine smoke curled up from the Boshan stove, filling the whole bedroom.

Shuang Jiangnian was lying on the couch with her eyes closed, her hands and feet were cold, and the coolness of falling snow was also on her cheeks.

In order to keep him warm, Yan Hualan covered the bed with thick velvet quilts, and Shuang Jiangnian was trapped in a quilt, only revealing a small half of her pale face, which was even more fragile.

Still haven't warmed up.

Without thinking, Yan Hualan also got into the quilt, hugged her brother with her fiery body, and warmed him.

Recently, the protective effect of peacock feathers on my brother's heart has been decreasing.Yan Hualan didn't know if there would be a day when the peacock feathers would completely fail.

Behind the screen, Yu Hui reported the progress of the seizure of Shuang's house.

"Zhuang Shulan has a large number of jewelry-like artifacts in her private collection. This subordinate has selected all the hairpin-like artifacts. Please check it out, Your Majesty."

Yan Hualan's voice transmission: "Bring it in. Be gentle, don't make any noise and disturb others."

Yuhui walked in respectfully carrying a box of hairpins, and when he saw the two people buried in the bedding, he quietly showed a look of disdain for a single dog.

Yan Hualan didn't move or say a word, for fear of waking up Shuang Jiangnian.

He scanned the hairpin in the jewelry box with his consciousness, and found a hairpin with a harp engraved on it.

The spiritual energy penetrated into it, like a mud cow entering the sea, obviously it is a rare artifact.

——Konghou Zan, the last key they are looking for, is almost inseparable, and only needs to be confirmed by brother after he wakes up.

Yan Hualan felt a little relieved.

"What happened to the hundred thousand spirit stones?" he asked.

Yu Hui said: "The spirit stone was secretly handed over to the connector by Zhuang Shulan, and the connector has not yet taken the next step. The subordinates dare not startle the snake, and are still waiting for news, waiting for an opportunity to investigate."

"Okay. Report to me as soon as you have any news." Yan Hualan's eyes fell back on his brother's face, "Go down."

Shuang Jiangnian slept for half a day.

He woke up in the middle of the night, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he met Yan Hualan's piercing phoenix eyes.

Yan Hualan smiled brightly at him, revealing a pair of shallow dimples on his cheeks.

Shuang Jiangnian felt itchy, poked her fingertips in each of the two dimples, and sighed softly: "The dimples are still cuter when I was young. Why do the dimples get shallower as I get older?"

"It's called being mature and stable." Yan Hualan raised her eyebrows confidently, but what she was thinking about was how to deepen her dimples.

He handed the hairpin to Shuang Jiangnian as if offering a treasure: "How about it, is it a harp hairpin?"

Shuang Jiangnian took the hairpin with her eyebrows and looked at it carefully.

The system emerged from the bed: [Host, it is absolutely true, this is the harp hairpin! ]

Yan Hualan heard it too, and his eyes were full of excitement: "Nine thorns, Bai Yuehua, Konghou hairpin, the keys are gathered together, so the magic weapon in my brother's heart can be taken out?"

"En." Shuang Jiangnian had a faint joy in his eyes.

Yan Hualan almost jumped up from the bed: "We will go to Dachun to reshape the body next!"

Shuang Jiangnian nodded, and continued to play with the harp hairpin in her hand, looking at it repeatedly.

He had seen this hairpin before.

"It's this one." He suddenly realized, "No wonder it fell into Zhuang Shulan's hands."

Yan Hualan looked at him curiously, obviously wanting to know the origin of the konghou hairpin.

"Want to know what happened when I was a child?" Shuang Jiang coughed young, "By witnessing it with your own eyes."

"Witness with your own eyes?" Yan Hualan was confused.

Putting yourself in the shoes of others to experience other people's memories, apart from the extremely cruel soul search, there is only...

"Your consciousness, come in." Shuang Jiangnian reminded him again.

Yan Hualan understood it, but it seemed like she didn't understand it. After all, anyone who saw the pie falling from the sky would have to wonder for a while, whether he was hallucinating, or whether he was being self-indulgent.

Shuang Jiangnian lowered her eyes, a blush appeared on her pale cheeks.

"Yan Hualan, let's make friends."

He was soft and firm.

"—I want to tell you everything about me."