A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

In that gorgeous yet complicated palace, Emperor Yuxuan has been unhappy ever since Concubine Wan became pregnant with the dragon fetus.

Time passed, and twelve years had passed since Concubine Wan gave birth to her sick son Sikong Yan, and now she was pregnant again. Emperor Yuxuan was extremely opposed to Concubine Wan's pregnancy again, and he was not willing to face such a situation.

However, none of his newly-acquired concubines could bear him a dragon seed. As a result, it seemed that he could not keep this sickly son who had always been a headache for him.

At the beginning, he cruelly sent Sikong Yan to the north to fight. He thought that the harsh environment and cruel war would prevent the sickly Sikong Yan from surviving in the north, but who could have expected that he would be so lucky.

Disease failed to take his life, severe cold failed to freeze him to death, and even the people sent to assassinate him died before him.

He failed to kill Han Mingguang, and neither did his own rebellious son. All this made Emperor Yuxuan fall into deep distress and anxiety, and he lost his appetite all day long.

He secretly thought that if the ten concubines could get pregnant, he would have to kill Concubine Wan secretly to prevent future troubles. However, these concubines were too disappointing!

Just as Emperor Yuxuan was thinking in confusion, several concubines suddenly walked in, holding their stomachs, vomiting continuously, and shouting weakly.

"Your Majesty, help! Ugh...I think I have a stomachache." One of the concubines looked pale and her eyes were full of fear.

"How could that be?" The emperor was greatly surprised, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

"Eunuch Yan, please call the imperial physician quickly!" the emperor shouted hurriedly.

Eunuch Yan quickly took the order and left.

Soon, the imperial physician hurried over, and after a diagnosis, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty, the pulses of these ladies...seem a bit like those of a pregnant lady, but we're not quite sure." The imperial physician said cautiously.

Emperor Yuxuan frowned tightly, feeling even more irritated and uneasy.

"What do you mean by 'seem'? Is it or not?" Emperor Yuxuan shouted angrily.

The imperial physician was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, calm down. It's just that this pulse is really a little strange. I need to observe it for a few more days before I can be sure."

In the following days, the palace was filled with a tense atmosphere. The concubines were overjoyed to think they were pregnant, while Emperor Yuxuan was full of entanglement and worry. Concubine Wan also noticed something strange in the palace, and a sense of uneasiness surged in her heart.

A few days later, the imperial physician came again and said with embarrassment: "Your Majesty, I made a misdiagnosis. The ladies are not pregnant, but just have gastrointestinal discomfort."

Emperor Yuxuan was immediately furious, "How dare you, a quack, misdiagnose me!"

The imperial physician kowtowed repeatedly to apologize, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am not a good doctor. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Emperor Yuxuan waved his hand angrily and asked the doctor to leave. He was even more upset at this moment. He originally thought that he could solve the problem of Concubine Wan, but he didn't expect it to be a false alarm. When the concubines learned that they were not pregnant, they were also extremely disappointed and kept crying in the palace.

After Concubine Wan learned about this, she felt a little relieved, but she also understood that Emperor Yuxuan still posed a threat to her and her child. She began to plan secretly, wanting to seek protection for herself and her child.

The situation in the palace became more and more complicated, and Emperor Yuxuan's worries did not decrease. Sikong Yan in the north seemed to have noticed the changes in the palace, and he began to secretly accumulate strength to prepare for possible crises in the future.

In this gorgeous yet conspiracies and calculations palace, everyone is struggling for their own destiny, and the future is still full of unknowns and variables...

Haogu ran all the way and taught the fake Lanwen how to approach Sikong Yan. She drew a picture of Sikong Yan and pointed at him and said, "This person killed your parents! You must avenge your parents now and go to the north to kill her."

When Fake Lan heard that her parents were dead, she started crying and wanted to find them! "I want my mother, I want my father!"

"If you want mother, daddy should find this man, approach him and kill him!" said the good aunt viciously.

Haogu looked at the fake Lan'er crying and looking for her parents, and her anger grew stronger and stronger. She couldn't give up her plan just because of the child's crying. She grabbed the fake Lan'er's shoulders tightly and shook him hard, trying to wake him up.

"Listen, kid, your parents are dead. They were killed by the devil Sikong Yan! You only have one way now, and that is to listen to me and do as I say. Go and get revenge, avenge your parents!" Haogu's voice was cold and resolute.

The fake Lan Xi opened her tearful eyes wide, seemingly unable to fully accept this cruel fact.

"No, it's impossible, my parents won't die..." he muttered to himself.

Haogu gritted her teeth and continued, "This is true, child, you must accept the reality. Sikong Yan is the cruel murderer who took away your dearest person. You must become strong and learn to hate. Only in this way can you seek justice for your parents."

Haogu began to brainwash the fake Lanmao day after day. She kept repeating Sikong Yan's "crimes" in the fake Lanmao's ear, describing how he brutally killed his parents. She made the fake Lanmao look at Sikong Yan's portrait over and over again, so that he could deeply engrave that face in his mind.

In order to make the fake Lan-mao successfully kill Sikong Yan more quickly, Hao-gu gave him a drug to make him obey orders and taught him some killing techniques. Every morning, before dawn, the fake Lan-mao was pulled out of his sleep by Hao-gu and began arduous training. From basic boxing and kicking skills to swordsmanship, the fake Lan-mao improved little by little under Hao-gu's strict teaching.

However, Fake Lan was still a child after all, and he often felt tired and painful during training. Whenever this happened, Haogu would bring up the death of his parents again, which rekindled his hatred.

"You can't be lazy. Think about your parents. They are watching you in heaven. They hope you can avenge them!" Haogu's words lashed the fake Lan'er's heart like a whip.

As time went by, the hatred in the fake Lan's heart grew deeper and deeper, and his hatred for Sikong Yan had penetrated deep into his bones. He was no longer the child who could only cry and look for his parents, but a little killer with eyes full of indifference and murderous intent.

In Shaodou City, Sikong Yan, Xiao Sizhe and Shui Qinglian shouldered an important mission. They knew that the upcoming battle was full of difficulties and obstacles, but in order to protect their homes and people, they threw themselves into it without hesitation.

In order to reduce casualties in the battle, they carefully planned every detail, carefully observed the topography of Shaodou City, and tried to find the best combat strategy.