"Real identity?" After hearing my question, Jin Yan'er thought for a while and said, "To be honest, I don't know much about the identity of my ancestor, but I once heard those Eight Banners' children say that our ancestors were the Iron Hat King!"

The King of Iron Hats?

The Qing Dynasty had a rule that after an ordinary prince died, the sons needed to be demoted to inherit the title, while the Iron Hat King was an exception. The Iron Hat King was inherited and there was no need to be demoted to the lower level.

There were twelve iron-hat kings in the Qing Dynasty, among which the first eight were royal relatives who made military achievements in the founding of the Qing Dynasty, and the last four were granted their contributions when consolidating their country.

"Do you know which iron hat king is exactly?" Although the range has only been reduced to the twelve princes, for me, there are still too many of these twelve princes.

"I don't know this!" Jin Yan'er, who was sitting on the rattan chair, shook her head.

I also wanted to ask about the Iron Hat King, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I heard a sound of cries from where Kim Yoona was sitting on the rattan chair.

I looked down and realized that Kim Yoona, who had water droplets on her face, was already asleep, and she slept very well.

I looked at the heavy rain outside the window, then took out my cell phone and started searching for history about the Iron Hat King.

Among the first eight iron-hat kings who founded the Qing Dynasty, I only recognized Dorgon, but in history, Dorgon was whipped by a coffin. When he was whipped by a coffin, there was no record of his corpse transformation, which means that the banner prince would not be Dorgon.

But I didn't find out that there was any intersection with Xijiang for several other iron hat kings. After checking the history of the other eleven iron hat kings besides Dorgon, my eyes also felt a little painful.

Without finding clues from these eleven people, I put down my phone and returned to the room where Xunuo was.

Compared with the previous few days, the corpse aura on Xu Nuo's face became heavier, and the Netherworld Eye that was faintly visible on his forehead became even more dazzling at this moment.

If it weren't for the strange power emitted by the Nether Eye that protected Xu Nuo's heart veins, Xu Nuo would have become a living zombie long ago.

What is going on with this Nether Eye? Didn’t it deprive Xu Nuo of his soul?

I couldn't understand it for a long time, so I turned to look at Hu Cijing again. Hu Cijing's condition was worse than Zhu Xunuo. If Hu Cijing's skin was dry a few days ago, then Hu Cijing's skin now seemed like a withered old tree. This originally beautiful middle-aged woman looked like an old lady over 100 years old at this moment.

"Xu Nuo, do you know? I almost recognized Kim Yoona as you just now..."

My eyes returned to Zhu Xunuo, looked at Zhu Xunuo quietly, and muttered to himself.

Looking at Zhu Xunuo who was motionless on the bed, I said with red eyes: "Jin Yan'er was wearing the white dress we wore when we first met. At first glance, it looked like a white moonlight, which made me almost think it was you."

"The corpse king in Xijiang City has not come out, but a rat king has come out. I originally wanted to investigate the history of the corpse king, but there is no clue at all."

I was still talking to myself. In the end, I didn’t know what I said. When I was tired, I lay down by the bed and fell asleep.

Bang!

I don’t know how long I’ve been sleeping, but there was a loud "clang" sound outside the door, and someone kicked open the door of the room.

I suddenly sat up and listened carefully to the movement outside. There was a lot of noise outside, as if someone had broken in.
Chapter completed!