In her previous life, the scumbag faked his death at the border. Deceived by others, she believed her feelings for him were profound. She committed suicide at his grave, following him to the afterl...
Chapter 587 It's really disgusting to look at
Song Yanxi shook her head slightly and said, "I just suddenly miss Master a little bit. I don't know how his health is lately."
Hearing her mention Huangfu Huai, Zhuzhi couldn't help but feel strange and muttered, "Dr. Huangfu hasn't written to the young lady for a year. I guess he's gone out to practice medicine."
After all, her girl is the genius doctor's most beloved disciple and also his most proud disciple.
In the past, although he didn't write a letter every March, the gap never lasted for half a year, and from time to time he would ask someone to bring some small gifts to the girl.
It's true, he treats these girls like his own daughters.
Even if he is my biological father, he can only do this much.
Song Yanxi murmured, "Probably not. Master's legs and feet are not good, and he has decided not to leave the mountain anymore."
The last time he came down the mountain was more than two years ago, on the day she married Lin Tingfeng.
She originally wanted to keep him for a while, but the old man really couldn't get used to living in a house in Beijing, so he left in a hurry after only one night.
Recalling the sad look in Huangfu Huai's eyes when he left, Song Yanxi wanted to raise her hand and slap herself.
The master had worked so hard to train her to become a disciple, but before she could carry on his legacy, she fell into depravity, got married and had children, and put everything she had learned aside.
If she accidentally accepted such an unfilial disciple, she would be so angry that she would die.
It was understandable that the old man was angry with her.
But his temper is a bit too strong.
The last time she received a letter from him was at the beginning of last year. He said that everything was fine in the valley and told her not to worry about him, an old man.
Song Yanxi looked at the flickering flames and ordered, "Send someone outside the city to pick up Miss An San. Report back as soon as you get any news."
Wait for two more days. If there is no news from An San after two days, she will go to the Divine Doctor Valley in person.
Zhuzhi nodded in agreement and just as she was about to comfort her, she heard Zhuyu's voice outside, "Miss, the prince is here."
Zhuzhi sighed, "Your Highness, you're not coming here for a midnight snack at this hour, are you?"
Song Yanxi: "I'm not sure, let's prepare some cakes first."
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Song Yanxi just said it casually, how could she know that Mo Jinchuan really came here on an empty stomach.
In just a few moments, the plate of pastries was empty.
She quickly filled a glass of water and handed it to him, then asked jokingly, "Which refugee camp did you escape from, Your Majesty?"
Mo Jinchuan took a sip of water and then spoke slowly, "Wen Qi's face is really disgusting."
When I was face to face with him, let alone eating, the fact that I didn't vomit on the spot was a sign of his good upbringing.
Song Yanxi had never seen Wen Qi, but she heard from Zhuzhi and others that the people said that he had a male and female appearance, like a demon who had turned into a spirit.
She thought that to receive such praise, her appearance must be pretty good.
No matter how good the appearance is, the heart is black.
Mo Jinchuan put down the teacup and asked, "Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"
Song Yanxi said, "Your Highness will naturally tell me what he wants to say, but if he doesn't want to say it, why should I ask and embarrass him?"
Mo Jinchuan laughed and teased, "You didn't even ask, so how do you know I won't tell the truth?"
Without waiting for Song Yanxi to ask, he took the initiative to explain: "The woman's name is Yilan. She was a maid kidnapped from the people by Wen Qi's men. There are about 20 to 30 women like her."
He paused, then continued in a deep voice, "When Wen Qi left, there were only three people living with her."
Song Yanxi cursed, "This beast."
Just think about it, those girls must have been unable to withstand Wen Qi's torture and lost their lives.
There are many powerful people in Da'an who are greedy for beauty, and occasionally there are also bastards who will assault their wives and concubines, which is not acceptable.
But she had never heard of anyone like Wen Qi, who only took pleasure in torturing and abusing others.
Could it be that...
Song Yanxi frowned and asked, "My Lord, does Wen Qi have any children?"
“I’ve never heard of it.”
Wen Qi is the crown prince of Liang State. He has been surrounded by women for so many years, but he has never had a child?
No matter how Song Yanxi thought about it, it felt strange.
Mo Jinchuan guessed, "Could it be that he has a strange personality and doesn't want his concubine to get pregnant?"
“Not likely.”
Thinking of what Huangfu Huai said, Song Yanxi said: "Master once said that some people with disabilities have different personalities than ordinary people.
They may be violent, or enjoy killing, or they may torture others and take pleasure in their suffering."
Mo Jinchuan's eyes turned slightly cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow, I will have someone bring that Liang country woman here, and we'll know the answer once we ask her."
"No need." Song Yanxi said: "Since Wen Qi dared to send the person to you, he must have made all the preparations.
You won't be able to get anything out of her."
Mo Jinchuan frowned and corrected him, "He just wanted to use that woman to humiliate the Da'an royal family. Don't misunderstand."
Song Yanxi: "I didn't misunderstand."
She took out an envelope from a book beside her and handed it to him, saying, "This is Uncle Xu's last letter. Perhaps it will be useful to His Majesty."
Mo Jinchuan said with a complicated expression: "Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you."
Song Yanxi nodded, understandingly saying, "Uncle Xu is a proud person by nature, and he certainly wouldn't want us to see him in such a state of disgrace. Your Highness can't be blamed for this."
Even so, she couldn't help but ask, "When did the prince guess it?"
Mo Jinchuan: "The day before I said goodbye to General Xu."
If possible, he hoped that all this was just his speculation.
Because no matter who it is, it would be impossible to guess that Xu Xiao, who was stationed far away in southern Xinjiang at the time, would travel thousands of miles across the entire territory of Da'an to the border town.
All this trouble was just to silence a killer.
Lightning was seriously injured by the field mouse at that time, and could no longer follow him to fight on the battlefield.
And his responsibility as a general was also destroyed on that rainy night.
Song Yanxi asked, "When the prince met with Uncle Xu that day, was that the reason they discussed this matter?"
Mo Jinchuan nodded, his voice hoarse, "General Xu doesn't want you to know about this, but I don't want to hide it from you."
Realizing something, Song Yanxi asked with difficulty, "Has Your Highness already guessed the ending Uncle Xu had chosen for him?"
Their eyes met, and Mo Jinchuan was at a loss for words.
He didn't know how to tell Song Yanxi.
This is not only the path Xu Xiao chose for himself, but also the only choice he gave Xu Xiao.
The crime of treason and collaborating with the enemy is unforgivable.
Xu Xiao must die.
His actions are enough to make his name go down in history and be infamous forever.
Only this way can allow him to leave with dignity.
Song Yanxi got the answer from his expression and asked in a deep voice, "The Bai family in Qingwa Town was wiped out. Was it Uncle Xu who did it?"
"no."
Hearing Mo Jinchuan's words, Song Yanxi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this was not done by Uncle Xu.
She couldn't imagine what it would be like for a person whose mission was to protect the people to turn a butcher knife against them.
But if it wasn't him who did it, then who could it be?
Looking around Da'an, how many people can command a general to clean up the mess?
Song Yanxi pondered over it again and again before asking, "Did Uncle Xu tell His Majesty who he was working for that day?"