Shen Yuning gritted her teeth silently. As long as she was not angry, Meng Linxiao's poisonous tongue attack would have no effect on her.

Yes, she is really not angry at all!

"Xiao Guanyin said that she had been with your father in the years after your mother went."

Meng Tang said as he looked at Shen Yuning, and the father and son next to him also looked over. She could even see the word sympathy in Meng Chaomu's eyes.

"Look, see what I do? I really don't care..."

Even if you really want to sympathize with her, you should sympathize with her mother, right...

"She also went when your father went to protect the car, but your father refused to leave her in a dangerous place, so she had to protect him in secret."

"Protect the leader of the martial arts world?"

Good question, Shen Yuning gave Meng Jun a thumbs up to this question.

High emotional intelligence: protect the leader of the martial arts world.

Low emotional intelligence: I will not leave after I stay there.

"Before the late emperor was killed by the rebels, he had avoided his confidant and summoned your father. Soon, the rebels attacked. In the chaos, Xiao Guanyin wanted to help, but she only saw that the late emperor was killed and did not see him. Your father, he should have left in the chaos long ago."

"Leave?" Shen Yuning said, "That's right, you're leaving without caring about the kind of emperor?"

"Um."

Meng Chaomu thought: "So that's it... I'm still thinking that even if a leader of the martial arts world can't defeat thousands of troops, it should be no problem to save Emperor Ai, and he will never die under the sword. "

"Later, the heads of various sects asked about the martial arts alliance. Xiao Guanyin said the Long Quzhi. Someone asked your father, what did Emperor Ai meant to see him before he died, so he said, "He gave him a martial arts secret book."

This past seems to be the same as the legend, but it seems to be different.

If she had heard Meng Tang talk about the past yesterday, she might not have thought much, but today, she could not think much about the deduction he made in the "Legend of the Last Emperor".

"You mean, my father made up a book of "The Book of the Last Emperor" to confuse the public, just like "The Book of Jue Qin", they are all fake, turning black and white? Then... the late emperor summoned my father privately at that time. What are you doing? Are you just trying to find someone to talk to before you die?”

Meng Tang didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly.

It seems that there is an answer that is about to come out, but everyone is waiting for others to say it. The messy study room is terrible.

A beam of sunlight fell on the book "The Book of Jue Qin", revealing every word. Shen Yuning's chest was blocked so hard that she swallowed.

"Is my brother the prince?"

"Are you the prince?"

She and Meng Chaomu spoke in unison, and after speaking, they looked at each other.

"Your brother is the prince?"

"I am the prince?"

Meng Jun waved his hand quickly: "Stop, stop, stop, aren't we talking about the "Legend of the Last Emperor"? Why are we talking about the prince?"

Meng Chaomu said, "When the late emperor met Shen Lang, maybe he gave it not "The Last Emperor's Legacy", but the prince himself! That's right, it's the legendary orphanage..."

"I'm familiar with this kind of drama..." Shen Yuning also rarely replied seriously: "In the world, swords and swords are ruthless. People often ask their orphans before they die, either to their love rivals, or to their old enemies, or to their good brothers, As a result, when the child grew up, he found that his father's good brother was his real enemy of killing his father!"

Meng Jun: "…"

Meng Chaomu: "Guijianghu is a bit messy..."

"Just get used to it," Shen Yuning said again, "So, the sect leader means that the late emperor entrusts the prince to my father?"

Meng Jun said: "Second brother didn't say that. Everything is your and your father's guess."

Meng Tang said, "That's right, that's what I think."

Meng Jun: "…"

"Okay, okay..." Meng Chaomu nodded repeatedly: "That's right! If you and I were Emperor Ai of the past, just imagine that there are enemies outside, female officials inside, and more trustworthy than the leader of the martial arts world.

Human?”

"And, what would it be like to prevent him from rescuing Emperor Ai? Unless he has one more important than Emperor Ai?

The one who is the prince.”

Shen Yu realized that there seemed to be a picture in front of her.

Emperor Ai was trapped in a prison place, and all the ministers and soldiers around him had bad intentions. After thinking about it, he saw the honest, upright and magnanimous martial artist - Shen Lang!

He stuffed the young prince into Shen Lang's arms and said, "Now the situation is over, I am not willing to die. But this young son, please be sure to be careful!"

"Hey? No, no," Shen Lang refused: "With me here, the emperor and the prince must be safe and sound!"

"Leader! Even if you are the leader of the martial arts world, you can't brag like this? There are 100,000 troops outside!"

"So many? Then I will take the prince first, take care of the emperor!"

"Take care too! Be sure to take good care of the prince!"

"Don't worry, this leader will regard the prince as my Shen Lang's biological son (daughter)!"

"Thank you!"

"No thanks!"

"Then the leader is here!"

"good……"

Meng Tang raised his hand and poked the frowning little head. The latter woke up from his dream and saw crystal tears flashing in his eyes. He was startled.

"President Shen, why is he suddenly sad?"

"It's okay..." She sighed again, pinching the sour bridge of her nose: "My father..."

"What?"

"Ah, I mean, since the emperor has entrusted the prince to my father, will it be my brother? Or me?"

It would be fine if it was her, but if it was her brother... it was really hard to explain. The emperor finally entrusted his orphan once, but in the end he was entrusted to death?

"Not you," Meng Tang said again: "You were born before King Sui'an rebelled. Although your brother is still young, he has a little reputation in the world. How can ordinary people replace him?"

"That's the prince, not an ordinary person."

Master Meng snorted coldly: "Compared with your brother, it's more ordinary."

Alliance Leader Shen stopped talking. It turned out that his brother had always had such a high evaluation in the mind of Zong Zhu Meng. She had not ruined her brother's reputation all the way, right?

Meng Chaomu asked her again: "Miss Shen, is there a young man in his twenties or thirties in the Wulin League?"

"have."

Meng Chaomu was very happy!

"There are seventy or eighty..."

Meng Chaomu was very disappointed.

Meng Jun wondered: "Didn't it mean that the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance has declined? Why do you still have so many people?"

"In addition to young people, the elderly are twenty or thirty," Shen Yuning counted with her fingers: "The young people are thirty or forty, and there are also women as many as forty or fifty! The main reason is that the lean camel is bigger than a horse. My father said that the martial arts alliance was very prosperous.

At that time, from his personal disciples to the sweeping boys, there were as many as thousands."

Meng Chaomu and Meng Jun looked at Meng Tang, the leader of the sect, at the same time.

The latter frowned: "Held the Yue Sect, and count it carefully, there are seven thousand people."

Meng Chaomu and Meng Jun breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and they were not compared!

"Oh," Shen Yuning said again: "You merged the various sects of Junbei, and conquered so many people in the scattered world. The number I mentioned is only my family. If you count the Five Mountains and Three Mountains, seventy-two

The cave, eighty-one small village, more than a thousand?”

Meng Chaomu and Meng Jun sighed again, after all, they were still being compared...

"But they are all old accounts," Alliance Leader Chen didn't think about gaining any advantage: "Not now, some sects still rely on Master Meng to survive."

Her smile was a little flattering.

Meng Tang said, "If you find the prince and overthrow the foolish monarch, there will be good life in the world, and no one has to rely on others."

"Um……"

Meng Chaomu nodded: "It seems that the only way now is to ask your father. Except for him, no one knows what Emperor Ai said to him that day, and no one knows where the prince is."

"That's right," Meng Tang looked at Shen Yuning again: "I'll go back to Jiangnan with you."

The latter couldn't help but widen his eyes and stammered: "You're sure."

?We just came back from Jiangnan together."

"I went to Jiangnan to find the prince. Since there is no answer I want in the "Legend of the Last Emperor", the leader might as well take me to the Wulin Alliance?"

She bit her lower lip slightly and hesitated. If her father had held the truth from the beginning, she would not even vomit out the truth when her brother died. She would allow herself to mislead someone to covet the "Legend of the Last Emperor" and allow herself to be in the dangerous world. After going back and forth, why would the father explain to the Meng family’s father and son?

"I also think this is a good idea," Meng Chaomu smiled and said, "It's over here, and I'm just about to pierce the window paper with one hand. Just take Tang'er to see his future father-in-law!"

"Cough cough cough!" He was choked to death by saliva. Alliance leader Chen held the table and coughed wildly: "Prince, don't talk nonsense."
To be continued...