In the center of the imperial capital, in a private room on the third floor of a teahouse, two figures sat facing each other.
"Miss, everything has been found out. Fifteen years ago, because Qin Zuoxiang had no son, Zuoxiang's wife was worried that An was pregnant with a boy. When An was giving birth, she bribed her midwife."
"An Shi realized something was wrong and ran away from the dog hole behind the Prime Minister's residence. She gave birth to you in a commoner's home."
"When Prime Minister Qin found An, it was already the next morning."
Jing Yi told out the information he had found out one by one.
Qin Ye was stunned.
He actually found out everything about a person from fifteen years ago in one night? !
Not to mention the long time it takes and the changes in everything, just the speed and efficiency alone are not something that most people can achieve.
She was surprised: "You even found out about that household?"
"Yes," Jing Yi nodded, "She was an old widow. Her husband and son both died young, and she depended on her young grandson for support. She was the one who delivered An's baby, but she died of illness seven years ago, leaving only a grandson."
He looked up very carefully and in detail.
Raise your hands and clap.
Outside the door, someone from Wujimen pushed open the door and walked in with a boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed simply.
The young man placed his hands in front of him, bent his waist slightly, took small steps, and looked a little nervous and uneasy.
Qin Ye was even more surprised: "Is this the grandson of the old woman?"
Jing Yi nodded.
This is too detailed!
She had always thought that Wujimen was just a group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people...
Jing Yi waved his hand, and the young man walked towards him uneasily, a pair of ignorant eyes blinking on his dark face.
"Don't be afraid. This is Princess Chen. She just wants to ask you a few questions. Just answer whatever you want." Jing Yi took out a silver note and put it into the young man's hand.
Qin Ye immediately asked:
"Back then, when An fled to your house and gave birth to me, did anything else happen?"
Because An did not give birth in Qin Xiangfu, there were no relevant records in the mansion. Only the grandmother and granddaughter knew what happened that night.
The old lady died seven years ago, and the only person who knew about it was this young man.
Fifteen years ago, he was about four or five years old, and children of four or five years old can remember things.
The young man held the banknote in his hand, lowered his head, and spoke in a timid voice:
"The lady gave birth at my house, rested for a night, and went back the next day with a group of people dressed in rich clothes."
Qin Ye frowned, "That's it? Nothing else happened?"
“No, no…”
The young man's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum. "That night there were thunder and lightning, wind and rain, and heavy rain. We couldn't go anywhere. What's more, my wife had just given birth and was very weak..."
Qin Ye's brows slightly frowned again.
If this is true, An tried her best to give birth to her and almost died. Logically, she should cherish this hard-earned daughter more.
But An's attitude towards her and Qin Jiaojiao was completely different.
"Since you have doubts, why not use blood test to prove your relationship?" Jing Yi suddenly spoke and raised his hand.
In his hand he held a bamboo tube as thin as a finger.
This is……
An's fingertip blood? !
Qin Ye was stunned. "How did you do it?"
"It's very simple. Send a disguise expert to pretend to be An's personal maid, and under the pretext of improper service, take An's index finger by mistake and get her blood."
sky!
It was not easy to disguise herself as An's personal maid. She also had to understand An's temperament, language, and habits in order to avoid being exposed. She also had to successfully cut her index finger.
Qin Ye couldn't contain his shock and blurted out, "You can investigate cases and change your appearance, but aren't you a bunch of old, weak, sick, and disabled people?"
Jing Yi: “???”