The Demon Lord has too many aliases

In order to find the whereabouts of Yan Weilou, the King of Qi was secretly tortured by a mysterious master. He had long been reduced to a cripple and could only lie on the bed, lingering on.

The second son Yan Weijing naturally took over the power of the King of Qi's Mansion and was regarded as the new owner of the King of Qi's Mansion.

When the once satisfied heir took over the power in his hands in this way, with ambition and desire that could not be concealed in his eyes, the King of Qi regretted it.

He had completely become a cripple. If he lost the power that the King of Qi had, it would be equivalent to losing everything.

Perhaps one day his son suddenly disliked him for being in the way, and he would die quietly in his sleep.

The reluctance to lose power and the worry about his own safety made the King of Qi alert.

He finally saw that he had an unfavored daughter - born as a concubine, not close to her maternal brothers, without any foundation inside or outside the palace, and had been neglected for many years, but had a natural admiration and admiration for his father.

Isn't such a helpless little poor thing the most suitable chess piece? Therefore, the King of Qi chose to support Yan Qingwan as his spokesperson, handing over some of the secret power to Yan Qingwan, while he himself controlled the overall situation behind the scenes.

All the subsequent developments were just as the King of Qi expected.

Although Yan Weijing had obtained most of the power of the Qi Palace, he was young after all, with a shallow foundation of power, and no outstanding strength and prestige, and could not convince everyone; Yan Qingwan was even more alone, but had the support of the King of Qi behind her.

The two sides reached a delicate balance for a while.

And this is exactly what the King of Qi wanted.

Without his existence, Yan Qingwan would not have the capital to compete with Yan Weijing; with Yan Qingwan as the spokesperson in the open, controlling some of the secret power, Yan Weijing would not be able to hold all the power of the Qi Palace alone.

It is even less likely that he would have the opportunity to threaten the safety of the King of Qi.

In this way, the King of Qi temporarily guaranteed his own safety. Because of Yan Qingwan's existence, he indirectly issued orders, so that this man who had been sitting on the throne of power for most of his life would not completely lose all his power.

Just when he was proud of the series of decisions he had made, some changes had already happened quietly in the dark. When the King of Qi finally reacted, everything had taken a sharp turn for the worse and the situation was turned upside down.

When the King of Qi didn't know, the original defense was targeted and quickly fell into a disadvantage in the power struggle. Everything he had was taken away by Yan Qingwan.

Everything was out of control.

Yan Qingwan became the real controller of the King of Qi's Mansion.

The King of Qi never thought that a chess piece he pushed out with his own hands would actually overturn the chessboard and backfire on him, the chess player.

Such a blow to him is not small.

In the main courtyard of the King of Qi's Mansion, where the King of Qi's bedroom is located, the door of the palace was slowly pushed open, and the faint sunlight shone in, reflecting on the robes of the visitors, casting jumping spots of light, and gradually illuminating the dim bedroom.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The King of Qi, lying on the bed, coughed a few times. A deep smell of decay spread from him and floated in the whole bedroom, like a dead tree that was gradually decaying and aging and about to turn into dust.

Since he became a useless person and gradually lost his power, the King of Qi has aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was originally in his prime, but now he looks like an old man who is about to die.

But his turbid eyes gradually became clear when he focused on the person who came.

"You, it's you, cough, cough... It's you!" His eyes suddenly became sharp, like a last ray of light, and all his spirit was restored.

"... I should have thought of it earlier!" At the beginning, he chose Yan Qingwan as his daughter because he saw that Yan Qingwan was helpless and didn't even have a confidant in the King of Qi's mansion. In addition to relying on the King of Qi as her father, she had no other choice.

He also knew that Yan Qingwan was a little clever and had her own little calculations in private.

But it doesn't matter. He can tolerate these selfishness as long as she is obedient - all he needs is a puppet that is easy to manipulate behind the scenes and allows him to hold power all the time.

The King of Qi, who claimed to have seen through Yan Qingwan, could never have thought that he would turn over? ! Now, the King of Qi finally understood.

Why could Yan Qingwan, who obviously had no foundation and strength, win over his loyal confidants in a short time and take away all the power in Yan Weijing's hands? Because there was someone behind him.

Who would have thought that Yan Weilou, who should have hated the entire Qi Wang Mansion, would choose to help Yan Qingwan? The first time he saw Yan Weilou, all the clues were strung together in the King of Qi's mind.

He figured out the cause and effect of all this, and couldn't help laughing, almost choking with tears.

"I didn't expect it to be you... cough cough cough cough... Is this the cause and effect that I have planted myself?" If he had not sent Yan Weilou to Shengjing to pretend to be the prince, but had been the King of Qi, perhaps nothing would have happened today.

The visitor slowly stepped into the bedroom, stood more than a meter away from the King of Qi and glanced at him indifferently, without changing his color because of the King of Qi's current embarrassment.

He was neither moved nor happy, and was as calm as before.

The light golden sunlight behind him coated a layer of hazy halo around him, and the young man with his back to the light just responded calmly: "It's me."

" However, I only provided Yan Qingwan with human help.

All her actions are free.

It gave me a surprise.

" At this point, the young man raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled openly: "I have been away from Tu Nian for a long time. I never expected that there would be a time to step into the Qi Wang Mansion openly.

" Compared with Tu Nian, the Qi Wang on the bed was too old and fragile. His anger made his body shrink suddenly, and then he started coughing violently.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked fiercely: "Where is that rebellious girl? This king really underestimated her before! Did she do such a thing to wag her tail in front of you, the master, to seek credit and reward with the face of her biological father and brother? " "Cough cough cough cough... She didn't dare to come to see me, but deliberately exposed this ugly appearance of the king in front of you. Is it to please the master? What a good dog! "Even at this point, the Qi Wang still held his head high, trying his best to maintain his dignity.

Yan Weilou withdrew his gaze indifferently: "You think too much, I am not interested in seeing your ugly appearance.

This is not a beautiful sight that makes people happy physically and mentally.

" ... He has the time to look at an ugly and useless old man here, he might as well go and appreciate Mingguang's beautiful face.

Isn't it obvious which one is more pleasing to the eye and makes people happy? After meeting the group of demons, Yan Weilou had just arrived at the Prince of Qi's mansion when Yan Qingwan invited him all the way here. It was probably the same idea as the Prince of Qi, with the intention of seeking credit.

I thought Yan Weilou would have the idea that "I would feel happy if I saw my former enemy living a life worse than death".

This is also the idea of ​​many normal people.

But Yan Weilou was not one of them.

His experience in the previous life made him look down on everything.

The so-called hatred is actually a bloody cut in the heart, which will be engraved in the heart forever.

Now Yan Weilou does not think that there is anyone worthy of him to engrave in his heart and keep thinking about him.

At least the Prince of Qi is not worthy.

Because of this, since his rebirth, he has never deliberately retaliated against his enemies in his previous life. He only dealt with them when he met them. He can be said to be quite Buddhist.

Although he did not care about the Prince of Qi, since Yan Qingwan had arranged everything, Yan Weilou walked in and took a look with the attitude of "I'm here, so I'll take a look".