Chapter 194 Bai Yifei: I don't want to have another father
After the banquet was over, Bai Xueyi returned to the palace from the palace. It was already late at night.
Under the moonlight, Bai Xueyi walked into the hall, only to find that there was another person in the dark hall.
"Mother is back." Bai Yifei lit the lamp on the table and said to his mother, who was dressed in palace attire.
"Are you waiting for me?" Bai Xueyi stepped forward and asked with a bit of surprise.
"Yes." Bai Yifei said in a condensed voice.
"Uh? This is strange. What do you want to know?" Bai Xueyi thought for a moment and understood what the purpose of her son was.
"Mother's cooperation with King Qin." Bai Yifei asked.
This question has been bothering him for a long time. There are some questions that he doesn't want to ask, but various recent events have forced him to ask.
"Cooperation? Is that what you think?" Bai Xueyi asked.
"Isn't it true? From Xinzheng to the palace, mother, don't tell me, what I saw and experienced are all fake." Bai Yifei said.
Today he must ask the inside story clearly. Only in this way can he stop the random thoughts in his heart, those random thoughts that should not exist.
"Cooperation must have a premise, that is, the strength of both parties should be close, so that there is room for cooperation, and we are not qualified to cooperate with the king." Bai Xueyi said.
"Mother, are you serious?" Bai Yifei didn't say any more. That word really couldn't come out of his mouth.
"You want to ask about my relationship with the king?" Bai Xueyi said.
"Yes." Bai Yifei nodded.
"It's not what you imagined." Bai Xueyi said.
After hearing her mother's answer, Bai Yifei made plans to settle down, but this stability could not last because Bai Xueyi had not finished speaking.
"Of course, if the king has such a request, I don't think I will refuse." Bai Xueyi said calmly.
"Mother, how could you? Your Majesty, we are not prisoners of war like Han An. He cannot treat us like this." Bai Yifen's expressionless face finally showed a change at this time, but this change
Not very pretty.
"I said, we have to put our position right. We are not qualified to be collaborators. We are just conquered people. We are not much different from Han An." After saying this, Bai Xueyi ignored Bai Yifei and went straight to the corridor behind the hall.
Go.
"Damn it." Bai Yifei clenched his fists fiercely, his handsome and enchanting face showing a strange shadow under the indestructible light.
Bai Xueyi, who didn't care what Bai Yifei would think because of her words, returned to her bedroom. Although it was already late at night, the woman had no intention of resting at all, but lay casually on a soft couch.
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"The king seems to be getting more and more unfathomable. What is the inexplicable power that came out of the altar during the day?" Bai Xueyi supported her cheek with one hand, and she was lying on her side. Her eyes seemed darker than the night.
The eyes that were still deep were now glowing with a gleaming light.
"That is a kind of power that is different from true energy, and different from the power of my bloodline. It can only be spiritual power. However, I have not encountered people who are good at spiritual power, but it seems to be different from the one today.
Compared with the power of the sky..." Bai Xueyi murmured to himself.
During the daytime crowning ceremony, ordinary people may not have felt the abnormality that flashed from the altar, but after all, some people still felt it, such as Gai Nie, such as her Bai Xueyi.
"It seems that just that force is enough to suppress the Grandmaster. Is such a powerful force really a spiritual force? But if it is really a spiritual force, what level does it reach? Is that possible? Is it possible?
Yes..." Bai Xueyi suddenly sat up because she thought of a possibility.
"If that's the case, it's not impossible. However, compared to the palace you mentioned, I prefer that door, because there can be many palaces in Xianyang Palace, but there is only one door.
I can build one.”
At this time in this city, it was not just Bai Xueyi who had never rested.
In the residence of King Yan, Yan Dan's bedroom.
The Prince of Yan was qualified to attend the palace banquet, but he was unable to attend the evening banquet. As for the reason, on the one hand, he did not want to grovel in front of the master here, and on the other hand, he really could not go, because
He is sick, and very sick.
"What on earth did you go through during the day? How could your mind be so severely damaged?" A man shrouded in a black robe asked Yan Dan, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face.
"I was also very surprised about this matter. I was..." Yan Dan said weakly.
"What happened to you then?" the man in black robe asked.
"I feel an inexplicable pressure. That kind of pressure is like the pressure when Zhao Du was learning martial arts with his master when he was a child and was captured by the teacher's sword," Yan Dan said.
"So, I was curious and resisting at that time. However, I never thought that my will to resist would be suppressed by another, more powerful pressure. I accidentally suffered such a heavy blow to my mind.
Yan Dan was already out of breath as he spoke.
"Pressure, similarity and momentum, what could it be?" the man in black robe thought.
"Master doesn't know either?" Yan Dan asked.
"There seems to be some impression." The man in black robe raised his palm and touched his forehead. Under the light, the palm showed a strange six-finger shape.
"Master, have you ever heard of such a situation?" Yan Dan asked.
"Let me think about it." The man in black robe said.
"It seems that I have seen similar records in some ancient book. People become powerful." The man in black robe said.
"Is it because of people?" Yan Dan thought silently.
"We martial arts practitioners, after we have reached a certain level of martial arts, must understand our own momentum, and then manifest it into a powerful force. However, everyone has momentum, and its root is spiritual power.
It's just that the mental strength of ordinary people is too weak to evolve into a force, but no matter how weak it is, once the number accumulates to a certain level, terrible changes will occur." The man in black robe said.
"Master, are you talking about military strength?" Yan Dan asked.
"People's hearts are fickle, and if you want to become a force, the number must accumulate to a certain number. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to gather people's hearts to form a force, and military force is a relatively simple method among those methods." The man in black robe said.
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"Is that irresistible force the military power?" Yan Dan said to himself, feeling a chill in his heart for no reason.