V2.Chapter 314

As for what Bai Qianli thought, and whether he was kept in the dark, it is unknown.

Bai Qianli was on guard in his heart, and he glanced in the direction of the door.

Yan Jiuchao said lightly: "Don't look at it, all the dead people have been dealt with, and the guards didn't come so quickly."

The yard was strictly guarded by the dead, but every day, the guards of Nangong Yan would come to patrol. Ying Six and Ying Thirteen had already figured out the rules of the patrol, and there was at least an hour before they came.

If Bai Qianli wanted to escape, they could help him; if he wanted to resist, they could also kill him.

Yan Jiuchao didn't care how stunned Bai Qianli was, and walked generously to the chair and sat down.

Ying Shisan naturally brewed a pot of tea, and brought the snacks that were originally placed in front of Bai Qianli to his young master. Although the young master did not eat it, he had to put it in front of him.

Bai Qianli made the three masters and servants confuse the second monk. He has seen people who came to find fault with them, but never seen such people who don't treat themselves as outsiders. Who is this?

"Can I have some tea?" Yan Jiuchao asked as he picked up the teacup.

Bai Qianli nodded blankly.

"Yeah." Yan Jiuchao gave Ying Shisan a wink, and Ying Shisan poured a cup of tea for Bai Qianli.

Bai Qianli frowned strangely, isn't this scene wrong?

He is the master, but why does he feel like a guest?

The young master didn't like the smell of blood, and he didn't like the scent of ink. He felt that the smell was rather stinky, so Ying Liu pushed open the window, piled Bai Qianli's ink treasures on the window sill, and closed the window lattice again. .

Bai Qianli: "..."

Yan Jiuchao said casually, "Tell me, what's the deal with you and Nangong Yan? Of course you don't want to say it, I have a way for you to say it."

Listen, listen, what is this called? It is clearly a threat from Chiguoguo.

"I've heard of you." Bai Qianli was not in a hurry to answer Yan Jiuchao's words. She didn't know whether she didn't want to answer, or she didn't want to answer too quickly, so as not to make people think that he was threatened by Yan Jiuchao.

After all, it's not such a glorious thing.

Yan Jiuchao was still interested, took a sip of tea and motioned him to continue.

Bai Qianli's demeanor and tone were quite similar to that of King Yan, but Yan Jiuchao was not stupid enough to look for the shadow of his biological father from a strange man.

Yan Jiuchao's expression was calm.

Bai Qianli was still relatively calm, but there was a lot of turbulence in his heart. He tried to calm down and said, "There are servants who go out to buy shopping here every day. Yours, sometimes, I ask specifically, sometimes, they take the initiative to talk about it. You are more than I imagined..."

Bai Qianli wanted to say "normal" a lot, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that he really said that, and he probably won't see the sun tomorrow. He changed his words and said, "It's more like King Yan."

This is quite true.

He had seen King Yan before his face was ruined. He was not convinced why Nangong Yan would value King Yan more than himself. As a stand-in, King Yan should also be his stand-in. is an insurmountable distance.

In appearance, talent, bearing, and background, none of him can compare to King Yan.

Seeing Yan Jiuchao's first glance, he recognized that this was King Yan's son, not for anything else, but because the face was too similar.

"Of course, you are more clear than King Yan when he was young."

This is not a lie either.

He thought that King Yan was the most beautiful and unparalleled man he had ever seen in his life, until Yan Jiuchao appeared——

"Well, go on." Yan Jiuchao nodded in satisfaction.

No matter how many compliments a young master listens to, he will never get tired of it.

The corners of Ying Shisan's mouth twitched, do we still need to make a face?

Is it going to be done?

Fortunately, Bai Qianli finally remembered that this was the son of King Yan, and he felt uncomfortable because he held it too much. He stopped and cut to the point: "Your father probably doesn't know my existence, right? I thought about my own identity one day. It will be exposed, but I didn't expect it to be you who came to the door."

Yan Jiuchao became impatient to listen to these words. He didn't do the truth, and he didn't compliment him, right?

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ying Shisan caught a glimpse of the impatience of his young master, and threatened coldly, "You and Nangong Yan, you'd better call the truth! Otherwise, what will happen to the group of dead men outside, your fate will only be It will be more miserable!"

Bai Qianli sighed faintly: "Didn't you all guess what happened to me and her? That's right, I am the son of the patriarch of the Baiqi clan. I have three elder brothers on my head, and I am the youngest son in the family."

Bai Qianli said a lot about her life experience.

The Baijia people were originally a small clan in the southern Xinjiang. They surrendered to Nanzhao many years ago and became a territory under the jurisdiction of Nanzhao. The Baijia people have independent autonomy. Too many contacts.

The tragedy happened in that year's tribute. Bai Qianli came to the palace with her father and met the emperor and concubine of Nanzhao.

Bai Qianli was very surprised when he saw Nangong Yan's first sight, but he didn't have any unreasonable thoughts.

In particular, Nangong Yan treated him with indifference. For a small clan like them, in the eyes of Emperor Nanzhao, they were not as good as a wealthy fief.

He never expected anything to happen to the two of them. Unexpectedly, a few months later, the envoy of Nanzhao actually visited the Baica people, and Nangong Yan was also with him.

Every time the Baica tribe pays tribute, Nanzhao will send envoys to the tribe. One is to express the concern of the monarch, and the other is to express condolences to the people of the entire tribe.

"That time, she looked at me differently."

Obviously the two of them only met once, but there was still no spark.

"She would find me from time to time and talk to me, with a very friendly attitude. I was flattered and at the same time felt incredible. It was the first time that I fell into her eyes. Maybe later, this Diji suddenly noticed my goodness and turned her head. To pursue me?"

When Bai Qianli said this, she laughed at herself: "I later found out that in those few months, she went to the Central Plains and met a man who already had a family, and I, by coincidence, looked like a A point or two like that man."

If they didn't know part of the truth, I'm afraid everyone would think that Bai Qianli would become King Yan's substitute, which is true, but not only that.

Bai Qianli had no big ambitions in his life. He was the youngest son. He could neither inherit the position of the patriarch nor starve to death. He was enough to eat and wait to die in this life, but unexpectedly, he was able to win the favor of Emperor Nanzhao.

He is the youngest son in the family, and there is no heavy burden on him. Naturally, he does not expect much of his future. Hearing that he has been favored by the honorable Emperor Nanzhao, his father is very happy, saying that this is how many lifetimes he has cultivated. Blessed to come.

He once thought so too.

It was only after he came to Nanzhao that he realized that he was just a substitute for another person.

What Nangong Yan wanted was never his people, but his identity. Nangong Yan imprisoned him and made that person her consort with his identity.

Nangong Yan could have killed him and never had future troubles, but it was the face that was one or two points similar to King Yan, which made Nangong Yan softened.

Bai Qianli couldn't escape, and he couldn't fight. The only way to escape was to die, but he didn't have the courage to die.

If he wanted to survive, he had to please Nangong Yan, and he began to imitate King Yan's preferences and demeanor.

The more he resembled King Yan, the more Nangong Yan couldn't take his eyes off him.

Finally, Nangong Yan rested in his yard.

Nangong Yan didn't trust him very much at first, but once the woman handed over her body, her heart would not be far away. Bai Qianli dared not say that she had replaced King Yan's position in her mind, but at least, she no longer had any doubts. He had a grudge, and she slowly let him know her secret.

She drugged King Yan, she destroyed King Yan's memory, and she became Zijun in King Yan's memory.

But so what?

King Yan accepted her rationally, but did not like to touch her.

Nanzhao has affection Gu, but affection Gu will dilute the medicinal properties of Soul Eater Grass. Gradually, Nangong Yan does not dare to use it for King Yan.

Nangong Yan began to find solace in Bai Qianli's body.

Bai Qianli looked at the boundless night and murmured, "Sometimes she can't tell who is with her, whether it's me Bai Qianli or her Nanzhao concubine."

"You gave her five stone powder?" Yan Jiuchao said sharply.

Bai Qianli's complexion changed slightly.

Wu Shi San, also known as Han Shi San, is a kind of medicine powder that suppresses pain. It has excellent curative effect. However, taking too much can cause hallucinations. It is often used in brothels to boost the fun. It is easily addictive. Has been banned by the court as a drug.

Nanzhao is also not available for sale in the market. Bai Qianli was bored, so he asked someone to buy a pill that he prepared himself.

Originally, he used it to numb himself in order to better serve Nangong Yan, but he didn't know from which day he would no longer need Han Shi San, and he even looked forward to Nangong Yan's arrival.

It was an accident to use Hanshi San for Nangong Yan.

After every intercourse, Nangong Yan would drink a bowl of Bizi soup. He understood that Nangong Yan did not want to be pregnant with his flesh and blood again.

If in the early years, he could not ask for it, but now he has become unwilling.

After Nangong Yan took Han Shi San, she would not know that she didn't drink it, and she still gained greater joy and happiness because of it.

Ying Shisan shook his head and said that the young master was a lunatic. According to him, this one named Bai Qianli was crazy.

Nangong Yan made him imprison him for more than ten years. Instead of looking for an opportunity to kill Nangong Yan, he fell in love with Nangong Yan, which was hopelessly crazy.

Nangong Li and Nangong Xi were his seeds and didn't run away.

The child Mrs. Yao saw in Yan City was indeed Nangong Li, but it was just Nangong Li after the disguise. In order to frame it for King Yan, Nangong Yan exhausted all her means.

Thinking of something, Ying Liu asked strangely, "Strange, why didn't she count Nangong Xi in my lord's head?"

Bai Qianli shook her head: "The days don't match up. King Yan contracted the epidemic and was quarantined for two years. This was recorded in the yamen, but it can't be erased with a single word of amnesia."

"So it is." Ying Liu had an epiphany, and frowned after a while, "The epidemic is so dangerous, the prince's life is on the line, but she has the intention to have fun with you, a wild man?!"

Bai Qianli sighed: "King Yan...he deliberately infected himself with the epidemic."

King Yan regained his memory, and he would not even take his life to get rid of her.

Nangong Yan came here angrily, crying like a child.

At that moment, he was really jealous of King Yan.

Jealous of King Yan surpassing himself in every aspect, jealous of King Yan's ability to win Nangong Yan's heart by doing nothing, and even more jealous of King Yan's courage and courage.

"I can't do it," he said mockingly.

Ying Liu widened his eyes and said, "What can't you do? If I were you, I would kill her with one knife!"

Bai Qianli asked, "Then what?"

Ying Liudao: "Then go back to your clan!"

Bai Qianli smiled lightly: "You said it lightly, I killed the Emperor Concubine of Nanzhao, do you think the monarch will spare my clan?"

Ying Liu thought for a while: "...Okay, but now you can really leave. We killed the people outside. You have no martial arts, and you have no power. No one will doubt it, you go!"

"Where can I go?" Bai Qianli asked.

Ying Liudao: "Hey you! Let you go, why don't you go?"

Bai Qianli said: "Do you think everyone is like King Yan, with a brother who is the emperor of a great country, a son who holds military power, and a relative who calls the wind and the rain? I have nothing, and when I return to the clan, It's just eating and waiting for death, I'm too weak to be a hero like King Yan."

"You..." Ying Six still wanted to argue with him, but Ying Thirteen took his hand and motioned him to stop talking.

He is not a person of the same level, and he can't listen to what he says.

He thinks that King Yan has come to this day because of his background and luck, but he doesn't know that when he first entered Nanzhao, King Yan was just the son of the patriarch of the Baica tribe. The concubine whose color has changed, relies on extraordinary skill and courage.

If it is said that when they first entered the room, several people still thought that Bai Qianli and Yan Wang had a little bit of imagination, but now they don't think so.

This man who would only find excuses for himself to back down was not even comparable to King Yan's hair.

All the questions that should be asked are understood, and there is no need for a few people to stay.

Yan Jiuchao left the house without any delay.

Shadow Six and Shadow Thirteen also left.

After everyone went out, Yan Jiuchao suddenly stopped, looked at Bai Qianli and said, "Do you know where you lost? It's not your appearance, nor your talent and family background."

Bai Qianli looked at him in astonishment.

Yan Jiuchao: "It's you who is cheap."

Bai Qianli: "..."

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