Chapter 122 Shen Yurong's Grandfather
Qi Fengyue was silent for a long time.
Just when Shen Yurong was about to give up, she closed her eyes, her pale face seemed to twitch and said:
"Later, the man wearing the Qingluan mask forcibly married the princess, and I was also forced to marry Chu Kan..."
Shen Yurong was shocked and asked: "What does forced marriage mean? Doesn't it mean that Shen Lingyue doesn't want to marry, so he is forcing himself on her?"
Bei Xingyao blushed deeply at Shen Yurong's harsh remarks and coughed several times desperately.
Unexpectedly, Qi Fengyue lowered her eyes and nodded helplessly.
Shen Yurong said: "This Yang Chenzi is really..."
At this time, she saw Bei Xingyao blushing from his face to his neck, so she touched her face and felt that it was extra thick, so she pretended to be a little girl and said:
"This Yang Chenzi really went too far!"
Qi Fengyue sighed: "This is not the most excessive thing he has done!"
When Shen Yurong heard this, his eyes lit up, and he asked in a very gossipy manner: "What else has he done?"
Shen Yurong began to think about various story books in his heart. Could it be that one thing came first and then another? Could it be that Shen Lingyue died like this?
Shen Yurong never thinks that he is a good person, so stories like this are naturally more surprising and fun.
She didn't know these people anyway, so she was just a bystander to their tragedies of life and death.
After all, the worse Qing Luan is, the better. Who let him arrest her in Wangyue Tower for nothing? Isn't this trying to dig out Shen Yurong's heart?
If the Qi Fengyue in front of her hated Qing Luan so much, she might let him go like Chu Kan did.
Then they can quickly leave the Nightingale Palace to rescue Qi Nong and the others.
Just listen to Qi Fengyue say: "Because he felt that he could only win the heart of the prince and concubine, he went to find His Highness Prince Lan Hao... Later, I heard that he found it in the desert in the west. We The people of Lan Qi go to the desert to worship their ancestors every year, so they should have met at that time."
"Well……"
Shen Yurong said: "I have heard this story. It turns out that he first found Elder Liufeng to steal his wife!"
Qi Fengyue said: "At first it was just to vent his anger! But along the way, he became obsessed with our prince, and developed an inexplicable and strange feeling.
So much so that when he left His Highness the Prince and returned to Miss Shen, he suffered alone for a long time. I thought he was feeling guilty at first, but later, when Miss Shen gave birth to their son..."
"Wait a minute..." Shen Yurong said: "Senior Qi, are you saying that Wang Shi Qingluan has a son?"
Qi Fengyue nodded and said:
"However, on the day the child was born, he got very drunk and disappeared after waking up. Miss Shen felt ashamed of the Lan family and never recognized him as the father of the child.
So, the child took her surname of Shen and named her Lan Xin because she wanted him to remember that he was from Lan Qi country!"
Shen Yurong heard a bang in his head, and his ears seemed to have the sound of firecrackers.
Shen Lanxin!
Shen Yurong almost spit out his heart with a mouthful of old blood: Isn't Shen Lanxin the father of his dead father Shen Chenbi, her cheap grandfather? Impossible? How is it possible?
"Qi...grandma!"
Shen Yurong's change of title shocked both Bei Xingyao and Qi Fengyue.
Shen Yurong touched the sweat on his forehead and said:
"Which Lan is Shen Lanxin? Which heart? When was he born? Does he have any obvious characteristics?"
Qi Fengyue replied with a strange look on her face: "The orchid of the orchid, the heart of the innocent, was born in the first year of the flower mace. As for his characteristics, he was born into a young master who will conquer the country and the city!"
Shen Yurong's heart thumped.
If this is the case, it must be her elegant, upright, and beautiful grandfather.
Then, that Miss Shen is...
Shen Yurong didn't dare to think about it! What's even more terrifying, that Duanxiu Qingluan, he turned out to be... turned out to be...
Shen Yurong suddenly felt that his whole body was not well, his head felt dizzy, his legs were weak, and he was held up by Bei Xingyao as he swayed.
Shen Yurong was agitated and his mind was a little clearer, and he said: "That old lady Fengyue, you may not believe it. That young master Shen Lanxin, I heard that he will still be somewhat famous in the world!"
Qi Fengyue said: "That's right, he is our Miss Shen's son!"
Shen Yurong breathed a sigh of relief and thought:
"It's a pity that he was too upright and elegant, and in the end he died of starvation, so that his own son wandered around the world since he was a child, developed a ruffian spirit, and lost a face that was harmful to the country and the people...
Shen Yurong sighed in his heart for a long time.
She couldn't help but be stunned: She missed her father, Chen Chenbi, was he really dead?
Shen Yurong was lost in thought when he suddenly saw Qi Fengyue staring at her for a long time, and then she finally asked: "Who are you?"
Shen Yurong knelt down and saluted: "I am Shen Lanxin's granddaughter, Shen Yurong, the owner of Wangyue Building. I would like to pay my respects to Grandma Fengyue!"
Qi Fengyue's face was still pale, but countless complicated expressions flashed in her eyes.
Her lips trembled, and she said hoarsely with great difficulty: "Lan Xin's granddaughter? How many years have I slept!"
She said, signaling Bei Xingyao to help Shen Yurong up.
He stared at her for a while and then said:
"Lan Xin's granddaughter is already so old, but my Nong'er may not be awake yet!"
"He's awake! He's awake..." At this time, the fat duck Jishi hanging on the top of the hall said loudly:
"I tell you where he is and you ask them to let me go!"
Shen Yurong rolled her eyes at him, but felt that it would be a nuisance for him to hang on top all the time, so he asked Bei Xingyao to remove the nine-curved ice silkworm chain tied to the golden pillar.
With a "thud", Elder Fat Duck fell solidly from above, making a shallow human-shaped pit on the solid gold floor.
After a while of fat meat sloshing around, Fat Duck Jishi climbed up from the ground and said:
"I'm really not that Elder Jishi you talk about! I'm not Gu Yue or anything like that, I'm just the steward of these Golden Palaces!"
Qi Fengyue's hoarse voice sounded again, "What did you say?"
Bei Xingyao and Shen Yurong were also startled by Fat Duck Jishi's words.
They originally thought that he was just talking nonsense, but now, they didn't expect that he even made it up himself!
Fat Duck Jishi touched the blood on his nose and said, "I'm really not that money-grubbing guy. If you don't believe me, just look at it!"
As Fat Duck Jishi said, he spread his nosebleed hands in front of the three people.
"Blue blood!"
Shen Yurong exclaimed, "What species are you?"
Following Shen Yurong's exclamation, Bei Xingyao's sword fell on Fat Duck Jishi's thick neck again. Fat Duck Jishi said in shock: "Hey! Don't get excited, listen to me first!"
At this time, Qi Fengyue suddenly asked him thoughtfully:
Chapter completed!