Yuwen Xuan clenched his fists. The words 'unspeakable secrets' had indeed hit the deepest and most painful spot in his heart.
Thinking back to more than ten years ago, that night was the birthday of his mother. The hall was brightly lit, and laughter and laughter continued. Everyone was immersed in singing and dancing, and they were defenseless.
Suddenly, a group of imperial guards rushed in from outside, each of them holding a weapon and surrounding the main hall. Then, a man wearing armor and holding a long sword walked in from outside. Before the Emperor could say anything, he gave the order and the main hall instantly fell into chaos. The wails of the people mixed with the thick smell of blood filled the air above the main hall.
In the midst of the chaos, he heard his mother's shout," Xuan 'er, run quickly." He turned around but could not see his mother.
As his mother's voice fell, under the cover of the secret guards, he was carried in someone's arms and desperately escaped from the hall. That year, he was only four years old.
When he arrived at the entrance of the hall, Yuwen Xuan turned around and saw a heart-wrenching scene. His father and mother had died tragically under the blades of a group of rebels, lying in a pool of blood.
Yuwen Xuan would never forget that terrible night. His mother's helpless and struggling eyes when she fell in a pool of blood made him feel pain and unforgettable.
Those days, Yuwen Xuan did not seem to have a good night's sleep. Every night, as long as he closed his eyes, he would dream of the scene of his mother's tragic death, as if reminding him.
Before his father died, he used his last breath and shouted at him with all his strength,""Xuan 'er, you have to live on strong. Father died with grievances. When you grow up, you have to avenge Father and restore my rivers and mountains.”
His father's last words lingered in his ears. He didn't dare to forget his father's last words. He was the only surviving descendant of the royal family. He had to personally kill those traitors and recover the land.
All these years, Yuwen Xuan had been hiding his identity and practicing martial arts. After many years of hard work, he finally made a name for himself in the Linyue Kingdom. He was favored and valued by the Emperor of Linyue Kingdom, and was conferred the title of King. Now, he was the most trusted brother of the Crown Prince of Linyue Kingdom.
To reach this point, Yuwen Xuan did not know how much suffering he had suffered. However, no matter how hard it was, he had to avenge his father and mother.
Now, the day had finally arrived. Although in the eyes of everyone, he and Xia Ziye were very good brothers, he had long been in cahoots with Xia Zimo in secret. This was also the reason why he was determined to marry the third princess of Linyue Country, Xia Ruoli, as Princess Consort Xuan.
Although Xia Zimo did not know Yuwen Xuan's true identity, he could feel that Yuwen Xuan hated Xia Ziye to the core under his careful observation. Every time the Crown Prince was mentioned in front of him, Yuwen Xuan's expression would turn extremely gloomy and he would clench his fists tightly.
Xia Zimo did not pursue the reason in detail. To him, that was not important. What was important was that Yuwen Xuan was willing to join forces with him to take down Xia Ziye. That was enough.
After a long time, Yuwen Xuan didn't speak. At this moment, his face was like an ice kiln. His cold eyes stared at Xia Luoxi as if he wanted to see through her.
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