Chapter 470 Min Rong is killed
Because of guilt, and also because she knew in advance how important her mother was.
"Alright, I've answered everything you wanted to know. I'll head back now."
Qiao Qinghe turned around again.
Min Rong called out to her again, "Mother, I'm sorry! I was wrong! Whether it was in that life in my dream or in this life, I've always let you down!"
"If there is an afterlife, I will definitely be a filial son, putting you first in everything, and make up for what I have done to you!"
Qiao Qinghe didn't want to hear Min Rong's belated apology, so she turned and left.
However, after taking only a few steps, Min Rong suddenly said, "Mother, didn't you ask me before if I had seen Father?"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Qinghe turned around abruptly, "You really have seen him!"
"When and where did you see it?"
Qiao Qinghe quickly returned, her eyes fixed on Min Rong, "Tell me."
But instead of answering, Min Rong asked, "Is Father really still alive?"
"What do you mean by that?" Qiao Qinghe frowned slightly, suddenly realizing that something was wrong.
“Someone told me that my father is still alive. That person also said that if I could kill you, I could see my father.”
Qiao Qinghe quickly asked, "Who was that person?"
Min Rong gave a wry smile. "That person is someone we all know."
He contacted me a few days before you returned to Beijing.
“He told me that my father was still alive, fabricated the reason why my father had faked his death all these years, and said that if you hadn’t ruined my father’s plan, our family would have been reunited soon.”
“He said, ‘If I kill you, I can see my father.’”
Qiao Qinghe looked at Min Rong as if he were an idiot. "So that day you wanted to kill me not only because of the Marquis's property, but also to see Min Ji?"
Min Rong shook his head: "Yes and no."
"The main reason is that such an opportunity is extremely rare!"
“You were carried out of the palace and remained unconscious for a day and a night after returning to your residence. Even if I kill you, I can still tell the outside world that you were already in critical condition when you left the palace.”
"The thought of killing you has been buried deep in my heart for a long time. From the moment you disregarded the reputation of the Marquis's mansion and my reputation time and time again, until you moved out of the Marquis's mansion, I began to harbor the intention to kill you."
"So, the business and the meeting with my father were just a push for me."
Qiao Qinghe took a deep breath and raised her hand to stop Min Rong from speaking, "What is the purpose of you saying all this now?"
"There was no particular reason. I just wanted to say it, so I did."
Min Rong wiped away the remaining tears on her face and said with a smile, "Mother, the acquaintance who came to see me was not actually the person in question, but someone else in disguise."
"Even though the person impersonating him was very convincing, and even though I wasn't familiar with that acquaintance, I recognized the person impersonating him at a glance."
"Because I know him too well!"
"He is my father!"
"It was Father, impersonating that person!"
"That person..."
No sooner said than done, just as Min Rong was about to reveal the man's identity, several silver needles shot out, heading straight for Min Rong's face.
Caught off guard, three silver needles struck Min Rong directly in the temple.
The moment he was hit by the hidden weapon, Min Rong collapsed to the ground.
"Grandma!" Ah Shuang stretched out her arms to protect Qiao Qinghe, looking around nervously.
Meanwhile, Zhu Xi, who had been protecting Qiao Qinghe, had already chased after the direction in which the hidden weapon had been launched.
"Min Rong! Min Rong?"
Qiao Qinghe strode forward, reached into the cell, and grabbed Min Rong by the collar. "Who is that person? Tell me quickly, which acquaintance did Min Ji impersonate?"
Min Rong's eyes were already closed, and his chest was no longer rising and falling.
But perhaps hearing Qiao Qinghe's urgency and unwillingness, or perhaps feeling guilty towards her and wanting to do something for her before he died, he used his last bit of strength to utter three words with difficulty before he breathed his last: "Sun, Shiming."
Sun Shiming!?
The former Minister of Works, Sun Shiming!?
It was him!?
Judging by the days, Sun Shiming should still be in mourning for his deceased Madam Sun.
Unexpectedly, Min Ji would impersonate him to meet Min Rong!
So, does that mean Min Ji and Sun Shiming are connected?
But Sun Shiming is in cahoots with Lu Ming...
Could it be that her casual guesses during her period of sexual activity turned out to be prophetic?
She said that Min Ji had an inside agent in Dayan, and even speculated whether the agent might be the Earl of Annan, Lu Ming, or the Zhong family, the maternal family of the Crown Prince and Crown Princess...
Now that Min Ji has become involved with the Sun family, it indirectly confirms that Min Ji and Lu Ming have a close relationship.
But!
Lu Ming's grandfather, Lu Shanglin, died because of the Xuanping Marquis's mansion, and the hatred between the Lu family and the Xuanping Marquis's mansion is real!
This can be confirmed by Min Yuexi's experiences in her previous life.
Could it be that the Sun family, ostensibly belonging to the Lu family, are actually working for Min Ji?
Or is this guy a double agent?
No matter what, the Sun family can't escape the connection!
"Madam, the Marquis is dead. Please don't be too sad."
Ah Shuang opened her arms in a protective embrace, holding Qiao Qinghe in her bosom.
While cautiously looking around, she also took the opportunity to check on Qiao Qinghe's condition.
Seeing her squatting on the ground, clutching the collar of the already dead Min Rong with both hands, she couldn't help but remind her, "Grandma, it's not safe here. Let's go back quickly."
"There are still many people in the manor waiting for you to return to pay respects to your ancestors."
Qiao Qinghe gathered her scattered thoughts, let go of Min Rong's hand, let her fall to the ground, sighed, and then stood up. "Let's go."
A Shuang thought Qiao Qinghe was grieving over Min Rong's death, but seeing that there were no tears on her face and that she let go very decisively, she didn't seem sad or upset at all.
Just then, Zhuxi, who had gone to chase the murderer, also turned back.
"Have they caught the murderer?" Qiao Qinghe asked instinctively.
Zhu Xi nodded: "I caught up with him. He was a jailer. However, after I caught up with him and he realized he couldn't escape, he gritted his teeth and committed suicide by poisoning himself."
"The body has been handed over to the Dali Temple."
As she spoke, she walked over to Min Rong's body, checked it over, and confirmed that he was dead. Then she stood up and said to Qiao Qinghe, "Grandma, let's go back. We can leave this to the people from the Dali Temple."
Let's go.
Qiao Qinghe nodded and, with A Shuang's help, walked out of Dali Temple.
The three of them boarded the carriage.
Qiao Qinghe sat in the carriage, driven by Zhu Xi. Ah Shuang, who was supposed to sit in the carriage with Qiao Qinghe, surprisingly sat on the carriage shaft with Zhu Xi instead.
The carriage started moving and headed straight for the southern part of the city.
Ah Shuang then turned grim, lowered her voice, and said to Zhu Xi in an unfriendly tone, "You are the old lady's bodyguard! When danger arises, your first priority is not to chase after the assassin, but to protect the old lady!"
"Have you ever considered how dangerous it would be for the old lady if another assassin came, since you abandoned her before chasing after the assassin?"
"I don't care how you got to serve the old lady, if you can't always put her life and safety first, I will absolutely not let you stay by her side! No matter how good you are!"
Compared to Huanzhen, Zhuxi is far inferior!
Perhaps in terms of skill, several of them are no match for one Zhuxi, but in terms of loyalty and care for the old lady, several Zhuxi are no match for one Zhenhuan!
"You'd better watch yourself!"
Ah Shuang left a final warning, got up, and bowed as she entered the carriage.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com