Do you remember nothing or know everything?

Zhao Weiran paused when he heard the sound and was about to shake his head when he heard him ask again:

"Do you remember who your father is?"

Without waiting for her to react, Mu Yuan said:

"Your father is Zhao Ziqian, the famous general of the previous dynasty. Your mother is the eldest princess of the current dynasty. She died of illness in her early years, and Zhao Ziqian never remarries her in her life."

He narrated it casually, without any emotion in his eyes,

"The new emperor ascended the throne, Zhao Ziqian and Prime Minister Liang secretly colluded with each other, intending to rebel, and then their actions were exposed, and the nine clans were killed."

After the words fell, he didn't say anything for a long time. Zhao Weiran raised his eyes and stared at him, knowing that he should ask a question at this time.

"Since that's the case, why am I still alive?"

Mu Yuan's eyebrows moved, and looked at Zhao Weiran's eyes that were exactly the same as his father, and his thoughts were pulled back five years ago—

Stepping out of Zhao's mansion, he held the Shengjun sword in his hand, which was full of blood, and closed his eyes a little tired.

"General Zhao, I'm very sorry. I can't agree to your request."

He opened his eyes, seemed to make up his mind, and turned around and asked:

"Which is Wei Yin, Zhao Ziqian's daughter, now?"

Standing at the head of the bed and looking at the innocent woman who was unconscious after hearing the bad news, Mu Yuan felt a little embarrassed and ordered the guards to say:

“Hand it.”

"yes!"

The guards who received the order did not dare to be negligent at all. They just lifted their swords and approached their predecessors. They were about to stab Zhao Weiran's chest, but they were hit by an arrow flying in. The long sword in their hand threw the ground with a "clang" sound.

"who!?"

Mu Yuan suddenly looked back, but in front of him was his familiar face.

"My mother!...what are you doing?"

The last emperor died, Empress Dowager Zhede recovered from a serious illness and was in a state of ease. She asked the palace maid to help her walk up slowly. She covered her mouth with a veil and coughed twice and said:

"What can a child do wrong? Fei Han, let her live."

"But her father is..."

"Weiran is the only bloodline of the Zhao family, but he is just an innocent child. It is the fault of the previous generation and should not be borne by the younger generation."

The Queen Mother shook her head and said compassionately:

"There are too much blood in the imperial city these days. The Ai family wants to protect this child's life, so they should do good deeds and accumulate virtue."

Mu Yuan frowned and looked down at Zhao Weiran on the couch, his eye feathers moved slightly.

After saving this woman, his conscience seemed to be filled with some damage and not be seriously sinful.

Facing Zhao Weiran, who is now her wife, Mu Yuan's tone was particularly weak:

"It is the mother who is kind-hearted and forgives you."

He stood up and stared at the person in front of him.

"I asked for the last time, you have thought about the answer. Are you Zhao Weiran?"

You have to raise your eyes to see his face clearly. Zhao Weiran raised his head and thought to himself:

The grudge of extermination is irreconcilable. If I were really this person, I would have hated you so much. I would draw my sword to your chest and pierce your heart through!

However, she is not the real "Zhao Weiran". She doesn't hate Mu Yuan so deeply, but she definitely has no good feelings!

Now she has no other intentions except to save her life. She looked at the other party with a sincere look on her face:

"Of course, it's real, it's a fake one."
Chapter completed!