Concubine is always vicious

Chapter 196

Huo Tianxiao and Yin Fengche bowed their heads in deep thought, thinking about what kind of existence this Sikong family is. Li Mu was in a coma, so he couldn't see it, and the only one who was still calm was An Huan.

She had some intimate physical contact with Huo Tianxiao before, although Huo Tianxiao had let go of her at this time, she still felt a lot of his smell on her body, which made it difficult for her to adapt.

If it wasn't for Huo Tianxiao's attention being attracted by those night pearls, maybe she was blushing now, and she didn't know where to put her hands.

Although An Huan is also a princess, she is a princess living among the people. Compared with Huo Tianxiao and Yin Fengche, her status is not considered prominent.However, Daeun Temple is originally a cave of bliss. On the one hand, Da Zongba uses his hypocritical religious etiquette to educate the world, on the other hand, he is extravagant and extravagant. In Daeun Temple, An Huan has also seen There are many rare things in the world, but they don't feel much about those luminous pearls.

But what interested her more was what was at the end of the corridor?
The end of the corridor was dark, and it was unclear what was there. Huo Tianxiao and Yin Fengche glanced at each other, and they also had the same idea. Yin Fengche walked forward with Li Mu on his back, and Huo Tianxiao instinctively grabbed An Huan's hand. Huan dodged without a trace.

Huo Tianxiao smiled sarcastically, "Follow me, it's dangerous here."

"Thank you." An Huan said, her voice was so low that she couldn't even hear her.

But Huo Tianxiao still heard these words, the unfamiliar and polite words made him slightly startled, but now was not the time to care about these things, he hesitated a little, and still followed Yin Fengche.

The three of them walked through the end of the corridor, and unexpectedly found that there was no danger here, on the contrary, it was very quiet and peaceful, too peaceful.

At the end of the corridor is a corridor. The corridor is a long corridor of white marble. It looks familiar. After passing through the corridor, it enters an underground palace. stopped.

Because, this is actually an underground palace.

The magnificent underground palace is not inferior to the palaces of the Xingluo Dynasty and the Beidou Dynasty, even surpassing in details and embellishments.

"What... what's going on here?" Although Yin Fengche had a tough mind, he still couldn't take it anymore.

Huo Tianxiao also smiled wryly, "I don't know, go in and have a look, maybe you will find something."

The only one who didn't speak was An Huan, because she had a vague feeling that she had a deja vu feeling about this place, as if she had been here before.

It is said that a woman's sixth sense is very sensitive, but An Huan found that her feeling was not correct, because she clearly knew that she had never been here before.

Moreover, I have been living outside at such a young age, and have been staying in Daxiong Temple all the time, so how could I come here?

She was a little puzzled, left Huo Tianxiao and Yin Fengche behind, and looked around, or looking for, she was looking for something according to her memory.

She didn't know why she had this kind of memory, and she couldn't tell whether it was true or not, but it almost became an instinct in her subconscious, asking her to search for it and then reveal the truth.

Pain often comes with the truth, but An Huan couldn't control her thoughts at all, like a headless fly, she plunged headlong into the underground palace, confused.

Huo Tianxiao and Yin Fengche followed behind her, looking at her with strange eyes, but they both agreed with each other very tacitly and didn't say a word, but there was a thoughtful look in their slightly restrained eyes.

An Huan walked through the main hall, lifted a hanging yellow curtain, and entered the side hall. This was a completely subconscious behavior, but she didn't feel anything wrong when she did so.

It was as if, a long time ago, when she was very young, she was playing hide-and-seek with a group of little maids and eunuchs in the same place.

This was a memory deep down in her bones, and for a moment it reminded her of her mother, Yu Huan Shuang. An Huan just raised her head when she thought of this name, and then saw a court painting on the wall.

It was a noble lady in palace attire, her eyebrows were like distant black, and her autumn water was rippling.

It's just a painting, it's like seeing your own shadow, because this person is so familiar that you can see it every time you look in the mirror.

Isn't this Yuhuanshuang?
An Huan's heart skipped a beat, and then seemed to lose its beating function, and returned to stillness, so depressed that it was difficult to breathe.

Finally, she finally understood why there was such a familiar feeling, because this underground palace was almost exactly the same as the palace of the Tenglong Dynasty.

Although An Huan recovered her childhood memories, she was too young at that time and couldn't remember many things clearly. She didn't think much about it at first, but when she saw this court painting, she was sure of it. .

Because, in the imperial palace of the Tenglong Dynasty, on the wall of the side hall, there is also a painting like this. It is said that the painting is the sealed work of the court painter Chen Yanzhi, and it is also the painting with the highest artistic achievement in Chen Yanzhi's history.

Obviously, the painting in front of me was not painted by Chen Yanzhi, and the brushwork is not as mature as Chen Yanzhi's. However, although this painting is a little immature, it is full of emotions. This painting can be intuitively and profoundly felt at a glance.

An Huan was stunned, why did Yu Huanshuang's portrait appear here?Could it be that she has some connection with the Sikong family?
It has been difficult to verify the matter after so long, maybe you have to ask the Patriarch of the Sikong family to find out, but for some reason, An Huan's eyes suddenly became sour, and he felt an urge to shed tears.

At this moment, she felt a strong love, a kind of love that she couldn't understand for the time being, but destined to be great.

I don't know when, I can't help squatting down, hugging my knees, tears are falling down, and weeping softly.

Huo Tianxiao was the first to hear her cry, thinking that something happened, he rushed in, hugged her in his arms, carefully looked around, and saw that there was no danger, then, his eyes fell on that In one painting, the complexion immediately changed.

The one who changed color at the same time was Yin Fengche, on the painting was a noble lady in palace attire, she was carved out of the same mold as An Huan, if the two of them hadn't been familiar with An Huan, they would almost have thought it was An Huan.

However, that woman was obviously not Ye Anhuan, so who was it?Why is An Huan crying?
Countless thoughts flashed through Huo Tianxiao's mind one by one, and finally ended without a problem. At this moment, he suddenly found that his mind was blank, because he felt An Huan's helplessness and fragility, and he couldn't do anything. He could only hold An Huan tightly in his arms, comforting her with his own body temperature.

The postures of the two people were not ambiguous, but Yin Fengche still sighed slightly after seeing it in his eyes. After he sighed, he heard a sigh from behind, followed by another wry smile.

Li Mu woke up.

He put Li Mu down with his backhand. Li Mu coughed a few times and thanked him.

Li Mu had broken several ribs. Although they have been connected, it is still very inconvenient to move around, especially one of the ribs pierced his lung, which made it difficult for him to breathe, so even if he simply stood , also broke out in cold sweat with pain all over his body, but when he saw An Huan crying, he felt that his pain was nothing, the kind of heart-piercing heartache was the most terrible thing.

Yin Fengche looked at the court painting and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

His eyes were burning, but he didn't intend to intimidate him at all. Probably, it was because of his sympathy with this man. Li Mu sighed slightly. From this question, he knew that An Huan's identity was no longer a secret.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the painting, and then said, "That woman is An Huan's mother."

"I know." Yin Fengche nodded.

"I don't know anything else." Li Mu said frankly.

If Huo Tianxiao and Yin Fengche were strange, he was also very strange, because this underground palace was too similar to the palace of the Tenglong Dynasty. This in itself was a signal, faintly reminding him of something.

But some things are not at the level that he can touch, so he is not clear. What makes him strange is that the portrait of Yuhuanshuang appears here, so does it mean that Yuhuanshuang and the people of the Sikong family have some kind of relationship? relation?

This, is it good or bad?
An Huan was crying all the time, and the sudden sadness made her have the urge to cry bitterly. In fact, there was no reason for this crying, but once she started crying, it was like a flood, out of control.

She felt the temperature in Huo Tianxiao's arms, and rubbed against him vigorously, wiping her nose and tears all over her body.

Huo Tianxiao smiled wryly, but he hugged her even tighter without hesitation, "Silly girl, don't worry, with me here, I will always be by your side."

At this moment, the crying stopped abruptly, as if it had come to an end. An Huan got out of his embrace, wiped away the tears, and looked at him lightly, as if nothing happened. "No need," she said.

"Why?" Huo Tianxiao said in pain. He thought things had turned around, but he didn't expect An Huan's attitude to change so quickly.

An Huan looked at Li Mu and found that Li Mu had woken up. There was a hint of joy in her eyes, but she didn't come to say hello. She smiled faintly, "It's nothing."

Then, she turned around, left the side hall, and headed towards the main hall.

Since the members of the Sikong family purposely lured them here, it would be logical to meet them next time.

When I left the side hall, I saw a black figure in the middle of the empty main hall.

The figure is not tall, but it has a kind of immovable aura, like a high mountain, which makes the few of them stand upright.

"Do you have anything to say to me?" An Huan asked directly.

Sikong Xuan turned around, his eyes moved over her face with some greed, and then fell on the three men behind her, and said slowly, "You are very greedy, even more greedy than your mother."

"I don't understand what you mean by that?" An Huan said displeased.

Sikong Xuan chuckled, "Perhaps you will understand soon."

An Huan looked him up and asked suspiciously, "What's your relationship with my mother?"

"She is my fiancée." Sikong Xuan did not shy away from it.

Even though An Huan had guessed that the relationship between this person and her mother was unusual, she didn't expect it to be such a relationship. Her heart was shocked. After a while, the shocked expression on her face calmed down, and she asked, "Did you not keep her? Or, she doesn't love you. "

When Sikong Xuan heard this, a look of confusion and pain appeared on his face, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

An Huan smiled coldly, "Then, let me answer you, she doesn't love you."

Sikong Xuan's eyes turned cold, and he didn't see him move. The next moment, he was in front of An Huan, pinching An Huan's neck with his fingers, lifted An Huan up, and said sharply, "What did you say? What did you say?" His voice was trembling with hysterical anger.

(End of this chapter)