Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 201 Are you a descendant of the Feng family?
"Lan Yubai, what else can you say?"

Ning Jiu Niang's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked sadly at her former lover. He was still so handsome and gentle, sitting there like a bright glow between heaven and earth. But that light that once illuminated her in Youzhou, tonight ...completely extinguished.

"The first time we met in Youzhou, we became like-minded, we had a good time and beautiful scenery, and we vowed to live forever, Lan Yubai, you are so clever and scheming, you deceived me so hard!"

"In vain, I thought this was a good match sent by heaven, but I didn't expect that I fell into a trap, led a wolf into the house, harmed my adoptive father, and harmed the entire Yue clan!"

Ning Jiu Niang's shrill cries resounded above the pagoda. Faced with her irrefutable accusations, Lan Yubai could still keep his composure and sit there motionless, his face unchanged, only a pair of dark eyes. With bottomless eyes, he stared at Ning Jiu Niang closely and said:

"Mother Jiu, you are drunk, stop talking nonsense here, come here, come to your husband."

When he said this, there was still a hint of a faint smile on his lips, but the tender look he once had, now reflected in Ning Jiu's eyes, only made her shudder.

She shook her head and stepped back, her face full of despair and sorrow. Lan Yubai's perfect mask finally became looser. He suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to pull forward——

"Ms. Jiu, come to me!"

That strong low voice made Ning Jiu's body tremble. Before she could respond, a sharp sword light lit up behind her, and the young man's sharp voice struck people's hearts:

"Lan Yubai, let go of my sister!"

Lan Yubai and Ning Jiu Niang looked at each other. Yue Wujiu stood up and drew his sword towards him. The sharp tip of the sword was pointed at Lan Yubai. The hatred in the young man's eyes was like the sea water.

Princess Zhaoyin, who was at the top of the list, had already turned pale. She looked like this on the New Year's Eve gathering, and she covered her chest in pain.

During this period of time, she has been using the spices given to her by Lan Yu to help her sleep, but how did she know that the fragrance is called "like smoke", and the past is like smoke and cannot be traced. If she has to grasp those empty dreams of the past, , if you indulge in it, you will eventually be unable to extricate yourself and never wake up.

She fell asleep night after night and saw the shadow of Lord Yue again and again, but at the same time, the vitality in her body was also being sucked out bit by bit.

Under the blow of this huge change tonight, the harm of the poisonous fragrance to her became apparent. There was a cramp in her chest, and cold sweat broke out from her forehead. Compared with the pain on her body, her heart ached even more. Very powerful.

"Yu Bai, seriously...is it really you?"

Hearing Princess Zhaoyin's heartbreaking question, Lan Yubai did not answer. He just pursed his thin lips tightly and stood under the lamp, facing Yue Wujiu from a distance. After a long while, he asked meaningfully:

"Ah Yue, you don't even believe me?"

"Of course I don't believe you!" Yue Wujiu sneered, and the hand holding the sword tightened, "Lan Yubai, I have noticed something is wrong with you a long time ago, how dare you take off your clothes in front of me now, let me carefully See what's carved on your chest?"

As soon as these words came out, not only did Lan Yubai's expression change, but Shi Xuanling, who was sitting next to Yue Wujiu, also had a heartstring tremble and raised his head in disbelief. "What you have carved there is a vivid fire phoenix totem mark, right? My sister has been sleeping with you for many years, but she must not know what your fire phoenix mark means. You must have something else to say to her, but Only I know that this mark is extraordinary, and your identity must be strange, because I once saw the exact same totem mark on the centuries-old mural in an underground palace on Yunzhou Island!"

Shi Xuanling never dreamed that Yue Wujiu actually saw the picture of four friends congratulating each other before she did, but what she saw was a painting on paper, while what Yue Wujiu saw was a mottled mural.

Under the Lanxin courtyard, in that mysterious palace, on the mural that spanned a hundred years, four young men celebrated Muhua Festival together, and the surnames at the bottom revealed their identities. They are also today's The ancestors of several prominent families, Kuang, Yue, and Zhongli, were all familiar to Yue Wujiu, except for the name that was the clearest on the mural—

Pray for the cloud.

Yue Wujiu had never heard of it, and even among the high-ranking officials and nobles in Dongmu, there was no such lineage of the "Feng" family. This had always been a doubt in his mind that was difficult to dispel, but tonight, these doubts seemed to have one. Breakthrough.

"Lan Yubai, you don't have to hide in front of me. You must have heard of this person. I want you to tell me, who is he?"

As he spoke, Yue Wujiu pointed his sword at Lan Yubai, gritted his teeth, and spit out three words: "Feng, Qi, Yun!"

As soon as the name came out, Lan Yubai's expression really changed. The subtle changes in his expression could not escape Yue Wujiu's eyes, but what Yue Wujiu couldn't see was that Shi Xuanling, who was sitting next to him, also had his pupils shrink suddenly. His face turned pale in an instant, and even his breathing stopped.

"Lan Yubai, you really have something to do with Feng Qiyun. Tell me, who is he? And who are you?"

Yue Wujiu thought of the mysterious fire phoenix totem, and something seemed to be vaguely connected in his mind. A bold guess appeared out of nowhere. He pointed at Lan Yubai and asked sternly:

"You are a descendant of Feng Qiyun. You changed your name and hid in Youzhou. Because of the grudges between your ancestors a hundred years ago, you are now deliberately plotting to harm me, the Yue family Manchus?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Lan Yu went pale, but even Shi Xuanling couldn't sit still at all. She was so flustered that she stood up suddenly and subconsciously pulled on Wu Jiu's sleeves.

"Ah Yue, actually, actually I..."

But Lan Yubai had already spoken one step ahead of her, and cut off all her words in a deep voice——

"I am the fourth son of the Lan family in Youzhou and the young master of Danxi Racecourse. Apart from that, I have no other identity. If you want to accuse me just based on some random things, it is simply ridiculous. I I have nothing to say, I will take Jiu Niang back to Youzhou early tomorrow morning and never set foot in the imperial city again!"

After Lan Yubai finished speaking, Ning Jiu Niang in the hall had already burst into tears and said, "Who said I would go back to Youzhou with you!"

She angrily shook off Lan Yubai's hand, staggered forward a few steps, and suddenly knelt in front of Princess Zhaoyin.

"Mother, I am an unfilial daughter, I don't know how to judge people, I am full of sins, I can't absolve myself of the blame, I can only continue our mother-daughter relationship in the next life!"

As she said that, she kowtowed heavily, stood up and ran outside. The red cloak on her body was raised high, as sad as blood, and made her back look so sad and decisive!
Princess Zhaoyin's body suddenly trembled, and her throat became hoarse: "Quick, stop her! Stop Jiu Niang!"