Zhao Xu rushed to the Prince of Dai, ignoring the other guests around, and asked impatiently, "Father, is Fangniang your daughter?"
The Prince of Dai looked at him blankly: "Who is Fangniang?"
A surge of joy welled up in Zhao Xu's heart.
He didn't even know who Fangniang was!
Fangniang is definitely not his daughter!
However, the next moment he was sent to hell.
"Oh, you mean Hua Ru's daughter, Hua Fang, right?"
The Prince of Dai continued.
"She is my daughter."
"Smack!"
With a very slight sound, Zhao Xu felt the taut string in his mind snap.
"How is this possible?" He looked at the Prince of Dai in disbelief. "Aunt Hua was a maidservant of Grandmother. You were still in mourning before she left the manor. How could you..."
The Prince of Dai's face immediately darkened.
"Take the eldest son away," he said to his attendant. "His hysteria has flared up again."
Immediately, someone grabbed Zhao Xu's arm and dragged him out of the banquet hall.
Zhao Xu did not struggle.
He was devastated by this cruel reality.
Fangniang really is his sister.
He actually fell in love with his own younger sister.
Is there anything more absurd than this in the world?!
He was taken to his own residence and locked up. He was clearly furious that he had publicly accused his father, King Xiaoqi, of adultery and left evidence, so much so that he was not even allowed to attend the birthday banquet.
This is actually a good thing for him.
He has no energy left to deal with the guests and just wants to drown his sorrows in alcohol.
As he numbly searched for the wine jar in the house, he heard the sound of a lock being opened at the door. He didn't turn around and continued searching.
Are you leaving or not?
A familiar voice rang out.
He turned around and saw Xiao Qingyin. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he hadn't finished what he had promised her.
"They kicked you out too? I'm sorry, I'll take you back to the banquet hall now."
Zhao Xu stumbled toward the door.
Xiao Qingyin shook her head: "I have already found that person. There is no need to go back to the banquet hall. I just want to ask if you want to leave the Prince Dai's Mansion."
Zhao Xu stopped in his tracks.
"Oh, I see. That's good. You can go now. I'll stay here."
He felt as if all his strength had been drained away; he couldn't even leave the house, let alone the room.
"Are you really going to stay here?" Xiao Qingyin pressed, "Even if your father kills you, it doesn't matter?"
Zhao Xu suspected he was hallucinating.
"Who are you saying wants to kill me?"
"Your father."
"How is that possible?"
Zhao Xu found it amusing.
This was probably the second absurd thing he had heard all night.
His father wanted to kill him?
Just because he publicly said that he was messing around during his mourning period?
How could that be?
His father didn't care that much about his reputation.
Xiao Qingyin said earnestly, "What I said is true. If you want to know the truth, come with me, otherwise you may not see the sun rise tomorrow."
After saying that, she seemed to remember something and added, "Fangniang might not be your sister."
These words completely captivated Zhao Xu.
Why do you say that?
Xiao Qingyin didn't reply to him and turned to leave.
Zhao Xu quickly followed.
After leaving the Prince of Dai's mansion and returning to the inn in Nanyue City, Xiao Qingyin met Yi Shuihan and said to him, "Tell me about your father's temperament before you were six years old."
Zhao Xu was completely bewildered: "Why are you bringing this up?"
Yi Shuihan immediately understood: "Is it the Prince of Dai?"
Xiao Qingyin nodded: "Yes, it's him."
Zhao Xu couldn't understand the conversation between the two, and looked at Xiao Qingyin expectantly: "Tell me quickly, why Fangniang might not be my sister."
"Tell me what your father's temperament was like before, so I can make a judgment."
Xiao Qingyin replied.
Zhao Xu had no choice but to suppress his anxiety and recount his childhood memories of his father.
“My father didn’t like politics very much back then, so he left it to Chief Secretary Cui. He spent all his time in the carpentry workshop making woodwork, making a lot of small toys for me and a lot of jewelry boxes for my mother.”
“He didn’t have any concubines back then, but after my mother passed away, he stopped doing carpentry and stopped playing with me. He was busy with government affairs all day long and took concubines every now and then.”
"That's about it, I don't remember anything else."
Xiao Qingyin and Yi Shuihan exchanged a glance.
"It seems it was changed before Zhao Xu's mother passed away."
Yi Shuihan nodded.
"Except for Zhao Xu, all the other children belong to him."
Zhao Xu didn't understand what the two were talking about at all, and was about to urge them when Xiao Qingyin looked over.
"There are two pieces of news, one good and one bad. Which would you like to hear first?"
"Listen to the good parts first."
"The good news is that Fangniang is indeed not your sister."
Xiao Qingyin replied.
Zhao Xu didn't know how she came to this conclusion, but that didn't stop him from being overjoyed.
"Really? How did you know?"
"The bad news is that Fangniang might be the daughter of the person who killed your father and mother."
Zhao Xu's expression froze.
This is even more outrageous than the claim that Fangniang is his sister!
His father is still alive and well.
Who is this father's killer?!
His mother died of illness, not murder.
Xiao Qingyin knew he didn't believe her, so she explained, "The current Prince of Dai is not your father, but the Prince of Xian."
Zhao Xu felt like his brain was about to get tangled up.
What do you mean by saying that his father is not his father, but the wise king? Wasn't the wise king long ago? How could he become his father?
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