The face of the legendary foolish Sixth Prince suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and he also had such great martial arts skills.
Everyone's face was filled with shock.
【Ha, the truth is revealed.】
Jiang Kangan: “…”
A sharp light flashed in Xiao Siyuan's eyes: "Sixth brother?"
Xiao Yanli stood there, veins bulging on the back of his hands.
The onlookers couldn't help but talk about it. They forgot what Song Shiwei said earlier and focused on digging out this shocking news.
A foolish person would definitely not be able to learn such excellent martial arts. This only shows that the Sixth Prince was pretending to be stupid from the very beginning.
But a prince actually pretends to be stupid...
People's thoughts are divergent, and in a short while, everyone has come up with a lot of conspiracy theories.
"No, impossible!" Song Shiwei took a few steps back. "To answer your Highness the Fifth Prince, when I followed my father into the palace in my early years, I met the Sixth Prince once. He had a mole on the tip of his nose, but this person doesn't have one!"
Everyone looked over and sure enough, there was nothing there.
Since Xiao Yanli became mentally retarded, Xiao Siyuan had few opportunities to see him, and his memory of his face was somewhat vague. He was skeptical about what Song Shiwei said.
"And how do you remember it?"
Song Shiwei grasped the hem of her skirt and said, "Your servant, your servant has long admired the Sixth Prince, so I remember."
At the palace banquet, when Concubine Yu mentioned choosing someone for the Sixth Prince, Song Shiwei's reaction was completely different from that of the other noble ladies. They all saw it clearly. Xiao Siyuan's inquiring eyes lingered on her for a long time before moving away.
"So," Xiao Siyuan looked up at Xiao Yanli, "What are your intentions in impersonating the Sixth Prince?"
[You believed it? Just like that? No way!]
[Is that thing around this guy's neck just a decoration? How can you believe it?]
Xiao Yanli breathed a sigh of relief. "His Highness the Fifth Prince has seen it too. It's not that I'm trying to impersonate him, but I've always looked like this. I'm too similar to the Sixth Prince, so to avoid being mistaken, I always wear a mask when I go out. I didn't expect today..."
He looked at Jiang Zhiyu and smiled bitterly.
Xiao Siyuan lowered his eyes. No matter whether this person really looked similar or he was really Xiao Yanli, he could only go along with it.
He is a martial arts expert. If he is really Xiao Yanli, the fact that he can pretend to be stupid for so many years proves that he is very scheming. What's more, his biological mother, Concubine Yu, is currently in great favor, so there is no need for him to make enemies with him.
"I see."
Xiao Siyuan's words admitted that he was not Xiao Yanli. Although others had doubts, who dared to expose them in front of the prince? They could only let it go.
Jiang Zhiyu didn't say anything. Her goal had been achieved anyway. What happened today would definitely reach the emperor's ears. In this case, if Xiao Yanli didn't want to arouse the emperor's suspicion, he must not continue to act crazy and stupid.
He wanted to hide in the dark and be the man behind the scenes, but Jiang Zhiyu insisted on pulling him into the light.
Xiao Yanli had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. Now that he was out in the open and under the surveillance of various forces, his future actions would be restricted. The timing of his recovery was so coincidental that it would definitely arouse the emperor's suspicion.
Originally, he came to Zuiyuelong just to watch Jiang Kangan and Jiang Zhiyu die with his own eyes, but he didn't expect that he would end up in such a difficult situation!
River! Chi! Fish!
He was thinking carefully about every word. If his eyes could kill people, Jiang Zhiyu would have been cut into pieces by him.
Jiang Zhiyu didn't pay attention to him, she stared at He Yanting.
She touched her chin, feeling that this man looked strange.
He Yanting avoided her gaze, cold sweat running down his back.
Ah Fu came over carrying the body. Jiang Kang'an glanced at the pale Song Shiwei and bowed to Xiao Siyuan: "Excuse me."
Xiao Siyuan was eager for them to leave, and hurriedly returned the greeting.
…
There was only one carriage going back to the mansion. As soon as Song Shiwei got on, she heard Jiang Kang'an's indifferent tone: "Do you have anything else to explain?"
Song Shiwei paused, raised her head and looked innocent: "I don't understand what big brother is saying."
"Don't understand?" Jiang Kang'an curled his lips slightly: "I think you understand it very well."
He held a bottle in his slender fingers, and Song Shiwei's pupils trembled violently.
She pinched her sleeve inconspicuously, and sure enough, it was empty.
Not only were they not aroused by the spices, but they also stole the bottle from their person at some point?!
No, calm down. Since they took it away, I don’t have any other evidence on me. I just need to insist that I don’t know!
Thinking of this, Song Shiwei felt much calmer.
"Shi Wei really doesn't know what big brother is talking about," she sat next to him and asked, "What's in this bottle?"
【Just keep pretending to be dead. 】
[Eating ramen in the hailstorm is like that—how can you even open your mouth?]
Jiang Kangan gave her a cold look and said, "Nothing."
After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, as if in deep thought.
The three of them spoke in silence along the way as the carriage slowly arrived at the Prime Minister's residence.
In the study of Jiang Zhaorong in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jiang Zhaorong was arguing with Jiang Wenjing.
"You want me to give up my position as general?!"
Jiang Wenjing looked at Jiang Zhaorong in disbelief.
Jiang Zhaorong sighed softly, "He Yanting and your elder brother's injuries have healed now. Why bother going to the front lines to suffer? Come back and study hard for the imperial examinations, then marry a virtuous wife. That would be so much better."
"Bullshit!" Jiang Wenjing's face was full of irritation. "Why didn't you say this when I went to war on behalf of my brother? I have finally made a name for myself in the army, and you want me to give up?!"
Jiang Zhaorong frowned, "There was nothing we could do before. Now your elder brother is well again. You were never as good as your elder brother in military operations. After you left, your mother and I were worried all day long. On the battlefield, swords are merciless!"
"Not as good as big brother?" Jiang Wenjing snorted coldly, and Jiang Zhaorong avoided his sight.
"I let it slip," Jiang Wenjing's chest heaved as he looked at Jiang Zhaorong with disappointment. "You've always thought I was inferior to my elder brother. In your eyes, I'm inferior to him in every way! If there wasn't a lack of others back then, and you weren't reluctant to let the general position fall to anyone else, how could it have been my turn?!"
Jiang Zhaorong's eyes were red as he reached out and picked up a teacup and threw it on the ground, sending shards flying. "How could you think of me like that? You two are my sons! I'm only doing this for your own good!"
Jiang Wenjing pursed his lips and stared at him with burning eyes.
The servants outside the door were trembling with fear, not knowing what to do when a servant rushed in and shouted, "Master, Master, something bad has happened! The eldest son has had a body brought back and placed it in the hall. He also said he wants to expel Miss Song from the house!"
Jiang Wenjing's expression suddenly changed.
Jiang Zhaorong also frowned, opened the door with a "whoosh", and walked out of the yard, with Jiang Wenjing following closely behind him.
Inside the hall, Song Shiwei knelt on the ground, tears falling one by one.
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