These eyes...

The pupils are dark and thick, as if something is hidden in it. They inadvertently smear a little rippling smell, but when you look closely, you will find that there is nothing but a deserted indifference.

The coldness and indifference that seemed to have never taken everything in the world into the eyes of the ruthless world were like a whirlpool that led to people's destruction. It could pull people into the bottomless dark abyss at just one glance...

Jiang Zhong's pupils suddenly expanded, and the emotions called "fear", "sudden enlightenment" and "thriller" caused by the brain nerves finally appeared on it bit by bit, turning into a sentence that could not suppress the trembling-

"…Shangguan Canxin?"

Jiang Zhongcang's old and turbid eyes were dazed, as if he was passing through the young man in purple in front of him, traveling through such years and seeing the beauty who once became famous all over the world.

However, he was not old and quickly rejected, "No... you are not Shangguan Canxin... you are not her..."

Jiang Zhong murmured to himself, clearly a little bit unconscious, and the rare thing is to be clear-cut, "You can't be her, she can't be so young after more than ten years... and she clearly is-"

At this point, the sound suddenly became stuck.

Jiang Zhong looked at Fenghua with sharp eyes, gasping slightly, and slowly said, "You are Shangguan Canxin's...daughter?!"

He was obviously questioning, but he was in a sure tone.

Fenghua took a half step back, and the folding fan on the ink painting fan moved away from his face, chuckling with unknown meaning, "Jiang Huang has good eyesight."

This is……

Admitted.

Jiang Di’s pupils doubled at some point, and he laughed angrily, “Okay! OK! OK! OK!”

He said three words "good" in a row.

Then he sighed to the sky, "I didn't expect that Jiang Zhong, Jiang Zhong, would fall into the hands of you, the little girl, in the end!"

"Nine out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in life, how can everything be controlled by you?" Feng Hua's smile was not in his eyes.

"Yes." A strange and shallow smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Emperor Jiang's mouth, "I want to give these words to you too!"

Feng Huaxian turned his fingers and said slowly without hesitation, "Can we all come to the city, and what trump card does Jiang Huang have?"

"No matter what chips you have in hand, today your Jiang Kingdom will have to be replaced."

Emperor Jiang raised his head, like an old man struggling dyingly, and refused to give up. He held the last bit of chips and refused to admit defeat. "Do you just ignore the life and death of your biological mother Shangguan Canxin?"

In the Golden Palace, the black armored army was killed and silent for about a few seconds.

Only a casual chuckling broke the silent silence, "Isn't she dead?"

"...No...Shangguan Canxin is not dead." Emperor Jiang coughed weakly twice, and an ambiguous smile appeared on his sickly flushed face, as if he was missing something, "She is so beautiful... Even if she is crazy, she has a unique charm... The former queen of Yan State... The first beauty... How can I bear to let her die?"

Fenghua raised his eyes and a cold light flashed invisibly with his pupils. It was extremely fast and difficult to capture, but the voice became lighter, "Oh? Where is she?"

Emperor Jiang came back to his senses from that expression. He was already in a deck of trump card and was sure to win, and then he offered his own conditions—

"You retreat and lead your Fengyun Army to withdraw from the palace of our Jiang Kingdom and retreat outside Qinghe County. From then on, we will rule the river with our Jiang Kingdom with Prajna River and live in peace. I will let you mother and daughter reunite. Otherwise..."

"I will kill Shangguan Canxin!"

It is unlikely to let a person give up the world that is within his reach.

Therefore, the conditions offered by Jiang Zhong are on the verge of being tolerant.

He wanted to save Jiang Guo and continue to be this emperor, even if he gave up half of the mountains and rivers.

Jiang Zhong was not afraid that Fenghua would not agree.

——That was her biological mother.

Compared to men's decisive choices, women often tend to favor the latter between power and love.

Who knows...

The boy in purple did not blink, and said lightly in an almost indifferent voice:
Chapter completed!