Xia Yifeng's expression and movements made Mu Yan a little suspicious.
He couldn't really be pushed down by Yin Bingchen, right?
Staring at Xia Yifeng suspiciously, Mu Yan slowly sat up straight, looked into Xia Yifeng's eyes with a half-smile, and said softly: "I know everything I need to know."
Mu Yan's increasingly abnormal expression reminded Xia Yifeng of something.
Xia Yifeng smiled weakly, crossed his hands on his chest, looked at Mu Yan carefully, then suddenly reached out and tapped Mu Yan's forehead, and said helplessly: "What are you thinking about?"
Pulling Mu Yan back into his arms again, Xia Yifeng's right hand landed on Mu Yan's lower abdomen.
Rubbing Mu Yan's belly gently, Xia Yifeng said slowly and in a low voice: "That Yin Bingchen, I haven't had any trouble with him, but there are indeed many men who fell into his bed."
"Why are you so nervous when you haven't been pushed down?"
Xia Yifeng's answer made Mu Yan quite dissatisfied.
Mu Yan curled his lips complainingly, and after muttering something to himself, Mu Yan wanted to send Xia Yifeng away.
"Go and call Zhou Ziqian, I want to ask him something."
Mu Yan commanded Xia Yifeng confidently, without taking his status as the emperor seriously.
Closing her eyes tightly, Xia Yifeng's small movement made Mu Yan involuntarily think of her miscarriage.
Silently moving Xia Yifeng's hand away, Mu Yan held his belly with both hands and leaned quietly in Xia Yifeng's arms.
What Xia Yifeng didn't see was Mu Yan biting her lower lip and the frown on her face.
Feeling that something was suddenly wrong with Mu Yan, Xia Yifeng thought for a while, but said nothing.
After helping Mu Yan lie down, Xia Yifeng glanced at Mu Yan condescendingly, then turned and left the room to find Zhou Ziqian.
Although not affected by Yin Bingchen, Xia Yifeng was once stripped naked and thrown on the bed by Yin Lingtian.
How could he express his fear of being looked down upon by Mu Yan for fear of such a thing?
How could Xia Yifeng let Mu Yan know?
The man's self-esteem and his sense of superiority as the emperor made Xia Yifeng bury all his words in his heart.
Walking slowly to the room where Zhou Ziqian was, Xia Yifeng signaled the men guarding the door to be quiet and greet him, then he opened the door and walked into the room.
After scanning around the room, Xia Yifeng quickly found Zhou Ziqian's figure.
Slowly coming to sit next to Zhou Ziqian, Xia Yifeng asked casually: "I have rescued you from there.
Now, shouldn't you also tell me the secrets of your Zhou family?"
Xia Yifeng's natural aura of kingship made Zhou Ziqian feel extremely depressed.
Although Xia Yifeng was talking to him in a questioning tone, in Zhou Ziqian's heart, Xia Yifeng was undoubtedly giving an order to himself, ordering him to tell him everything.
With a pursed smile, Zhou Ziqian let out a long sigh, lowered his head silently, and revealed the secret that the Zhou family had always kept.
"I know that you have obtained the ice red snow lotus, but it is definitely not blooming.
Because if you want the ice red snow lotus to bloom, you can only succeed after watering it with the blood of the Zhou family for seven consecutive days.
The reason why Murong Zixuan did not dare to kill My reason is also because of this."
As he spoke, Zhou Ziqian lowered his head and stared at his wrist.
"The Zhou family has been an indispensable presence for the emperors of the Cangming Kingdom since a long time ago.
Not for anything else, just for the secret of the Zhou family, and another thing.
Others say that the people of the Zhou family can confuse people.
That’s why every generation is in a high position.
In fact, it’s not wrong to say that the people of the Zhou family are indeed proficient in Zhu Youshu.”
After a slight pause, when Zhou Ziqian truly told an outsider for the first time the secret that had been accumulated in his heart for many years, he felt not the guilt for generations of Zhou family ancestors, but an indescribable sense of relief and happiness.
"No one else in the world can make the ice-red snow lotus bloom, and no one else can win the Zhou family's blessing skills.
So these two points alone are enough to keep the Zhou family prosperous for generations to come."
The facts Zhou Ziqian said really surprised Xia Yifeng.
Observing Zhou Ziqian calmly, Xia Yifeng carefully discerned which of his words might be deceiving her.
"So, what happened to Yin Mengyuan in the palace?
She is not really Yin Mengyuan.
I know this very well."
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Looking directly at Zhou Ziqian with sharp eyes, Xia Yifeng asked in a low voice: "She is Who arranged it?”
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Zhou Ziqian looked at Xia Yifeng with sincere admiration and replied: "Sure enough, nothing can escape your eyes.
The current princess is indeed not the real Yin Mengyuan.
She is just Yin Bingchen and What Murong Zixuan came up with was just a trick to deceive the ministers.
After Yin Mengyuan was brought back from Yixuan Country, she had been going crazy and banging herself against the wall when she saw strangers approaching.
Hit yourself Head.
Once or twice is enough, but gradually, Yin Bingchen loses patience with her.
Furthermore, even if her madness is really cured, there is nothing you can do about the fact that Yin Mengyuan had her tongue cut off.
It was a cover-up.
If the ministers found out about taking the speechless Yin Mengyuan out, everyone would complain and denounce him.
Therefore, in order to cause unnecessary trouble, Yin Bingchen and Murong Zixuan simply used a trick to make it happen. ” "Do you know what that woman's name is?"
Xia Yifeng narrowed her eyes slightly and kept guessing in her mind about the identity of the fake Yin Mengyuan.
Murong Zixuan was cautious in his work now and would never just randomly find a woman to take on such a big responsibility.
If that woman is Murong Zixuan’s confidant, then who could it be?
"I don't know.
I've only met a few times, and we've never spoken."
Zhou Ziqian raised the corner of his mouth bitterly, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Yin Bingchen doesn't trust me now.
He can escape from that cage.
It’s something I can’t even imagine.
Now even if you kill me, I won’t have any complaints.”
Glancing at Zhou Ziqian's complicated expression, Xia Yifeng then stood up and walked outside.
When he reached the door, Xia Yifeng slowly slowed down and stopped, then turned around and said softly: "In three hours, I will use your blood to water the snow lotus."
As Xia Yifeng left the room, Zhou Ziqian was finally able to relax.
Lying on the table dejectedly, thinking about what happened during this period, Zhou Ziqian raised his hand with a complicated mood and looked at his wrist.
If he kept watering the ice red snow lotus for seven consecutive days, he might not be able to survive in this world until the ice red snow lotus actually bloomed.
In seven days, Xia Yifeng should make a lot of moves, which would be enough to defeat Yin Bingchen and Murong Zixuan.
It was a good thing that the days when the Zhou family helped the Zhou family ended here with his own hands: