Daughter of a High Sect: Abandoned Concubine Reborn

Chapter 300 The Hidden Secret

Not long after the voice came out, a group of men in black appeared in the forest from all directions.

Along the way, starting from Xicheng, there are many people in black, but they all have a characteristic, a black crescent-like mark on their right ear.

Yingyue can clearly distinguish the people in Sanssouci Palace, but Yingyue also noticed that on the day Yingjie was killed, apart from those men in black who followed them all the way, some people had no marks behind their ears. But the same words were engraved on their swords.

And the sword in the hand of the man in black summoned by He Jiajin at this time also has the striking leaf character.

"The situation is getting more and more tense now, you have to be more careful, you know." He Jiajin told a group of men in black.

"If there's anything wrong, come and see me." His piercing eyes swept over the group of people waiting, they nodded in unison, and finally disappeared into the depths of the forest.

He Jiajin carefully looked around and saw no one, so he slowly walked back the same way.

He didn't notice the water-green figure that stepped out from behind a big tree after he left. He just noticed an inexplicable cold light behind him, but when he turned his head, Yingyue was galloping towards Yingyue.

Looking at Yingyue in front of him vigilantly, his eyes were sharp.

"Miss asked me to look for you." Yingyue's expression was indifferent, as if nothing happened just now.

He Jiajin's face changed, and he couldn't help thinking, could it be that he was suspicious.Yingyue didn't wait for him to answer, she already took a step first, He Jiajin looked at the thin back, and then gently let go of the uneasiness in her heart.

After passing through the last forest, Ouyang Feixue soon arrived at the familiar bustling street.

The cries of hawkers on the street were endless, which gave Ouyang Feixue a sense of return for a moment.

Seeing the bustling streets full of beauty, Xuanyuan Jingyi's face became a little more relaxed.

Only Yingyue was always preoccupied and vigilant. She carefully watched He Jiajin's every move, lest a small signal would put Ouyang Feixue and Xuanyuan Jingyi in danger again.

When she walked out of the busy city, Yingyue's nerves were tensed up by the abnormal movement behind her. She couldn't help but clenched the sword in her hand, waiting for another battle that might happen at any time.

A carriage rushed towards Ouyang Feixue and the others, just dodging the collision of the carriage, Ouyang Feixue saw a few men in black jumping off the carriage.

They held swords in their hands. The sharp edge of the sword and the sharp eyes indicated that the coming was not good.

When the two sides confront each other, Yingyue's cry breaks the silence.

"Do you want him to die?" Yingyue took advantage of He Jiajin's inattention, the sword was already on his neck, she grabbed He Jiajin with one hand, and compared him with the sword in the other hand, her eyes were cold and murderous with hatred.

Seeing this, the man in black really hesitated.

Ouyang Feixue frowned, only to realize that those men in black had no marks behind them.

She looked suspiciously at He Jiajin at the side, with a searching look, only to see that He Jiajin's face was very stiff.

"What's going on, Deputy Envoy He." Ouyang Feixue looked at He Jiajin coldly, the chill in her eyes made He Jiajin feel an inexplicable chill.

His face was pale, and the uneasiness in his heart began to spread.

He did not deny that Yingjie's death had something to do with him, nor did he deny that he ordered these men in black to follow him all the way, but his target had always been Xuanyuan Jingyi, and killing Yingjie was purely accidental, which he never expected arrived.

"It was him who killed Yingjie!" At this moment, Yingyue's eyes were red, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble a little due to too much force.

"Deputy Envoy He, do you have anything to explain?" When Xuanyuan Jingyi looked at He Jiajin, the coldness in his eyes burst out.

"I have nothing to say." Deputy He turned his head away. Up to now, he has nothing to explain. Yingjie's death was indeed because of him.

"I'll kill you to avenge Yingjie." Yingyue said coldly, raising her hand as hard as she could.

But at this time, her hand was hit by something, and the sword fell to the ground. Ouyang Feixue looked towards the place where the stone was thrown. It was a handsome young man surrounded by a group of people. come.

Seeing the boy's face clearly, Ouyang Feixue frowned heavily, Wei Liansheng???????
"Little master." He Jiajin looked at Wei Liansheng who was walking towards him, his face was startled, but he knelt down respectfully.

Everything that happened suddenly, Ouyang Feixue and Xuanyuan Jingyi were confused and didn't know what was going on. The young master of Weifu and He Jiajin only saw what kind of relationship it was.

Look again, when He Jiajin knelt down, those men in black who were originally aggressive also knelt together respectfully, but Wei Liansheng didn't seem to see half of it, and walked straight towards Ouyang Feixue.

"Sister, Lian Sheng is not good, I surprised my sister." The immature face was full of guilt, and those clear eyes were cleansed of the innocence of a child.

Ouyang Feixue stepped forward and asked softly, "Lian Sheng, can you tell my sister what's going on?"

Wei Liansheng met Ouyang Feixue's eyes, a trace of helplessness and pain flashed in his eyes, the grievances of the previous generation let him bear, he is only young, so he can't bear the burden.

Wei Liansheng told Ouyang Feixue about himself.

Just when Ouyang Feixue rescued Wei Liansheng from Ouyang Tanxuan, the man in black had already ambushed in the dark waiting for his opportunity.

If it wasn't for that turmoil, perhaps Wei Liansheng would never have known that he was not his father's biological son, but the child of a man named Ye Lin.

He had been struggling with this fact, he was unwilling to admit his identity, but so what, he couldn't break free from the cage of fate, everything had been set from the beginning.

Ye Lin is an orphan of the former dynasty, and He Jiajin is also a nobleman of the former dynasty. Their dynasty perished in Xuanyuan Qiche's Southern Expedition and Northern War.They were always ready for revival, but Ye Lin was trapped by love, and finally died in depression.

Just when the hopes of these old powers were about to be shattered, they accidentally discovered the mystery of Wei Liansheng's life experience, so they re-pinned their hopes on this little boy who was only in his teens.

Regarding the matter of Ouyang Feixue and Xuanyuan Jingyi, he asked for orders from Jincheng to go, not because of Xuanyuan Jincheng, but because of Wei Liansheng's order.

Xicheng and his party were because he sent someone to steal the letter from Xuanyuan Jingyi to Xuanyuan Qiche that was intercepted by Ouyang Jinxuan, and handed it to Xuanyuan Qiche.

As Wei Liansheng was talking, he suddenly fell silent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on him. His throat moved, but he never said a word.

Ouyang Feixue understood, there are too many people here, maybe Lian Sheng has his reasons.

She chose to understand Wei Liansheng, "Yingyue, you are here, Liansheng and I will go back as soon as we go."

With a cool and soft voice, Yingyue couldn't help but refuse. Yingyue nodded, and stood in place with Xuanyuan Jingyi and the others, watching Ouyang Feixue pull Wei Liansheng away.

The backs of the front and back gradually disappeared from their sight. The street was full of traffic, and they stood there like this, which was too eye-catching.

"Let's wait for them in the grove ahead." It was Xuanyuan Jingyi who spoke, with a natural royal demeanor, a natural nobility, and even his tone of voice carried an irresistible deterrent force. He Jiajin had already been let go, Yingyue just stared at him coldly, but did not step forward impulsively.

A group of people walked into the woods under the strange eyes of passers-by.

Wei Liansheng looked at Ouyang Feixue's hand holding his own, and the cool touch made him extremely at ease. In his world, Ouyang Feixue was like a beam of light that came in unintentionally, lighting up His bleak and almost desperate life.

If it wasn't for this white-clothed woman who wins the snow, Wei Liansheng wouldn't know how much courage he would have to go on after knowing the secret of today.

What his identity gave him was far beyond what he could bear. He resisted but had to accept it. No one could understand such a conflicted feeling.

"Let's talk." Ouyang Feixue brought Wei Liansheng to a secluded place, with gurgling water and rustling trees, no one disturbed her.

(End of this chapter)