Xiao Qingyin told him her and Yi Shuihan's speculations.
“...When you were six years old, the Wise King killed your father. Of course, he may not have killed him, but I tend to think he did, because he peeled off your father’s face and transplanted it onto his own.”
“From that time on, he began to impersonate your father, and perhaps fearing that your grandmother and your mother would find out, he killed them as well.”
"Fangniang is his daughter, not your father's, so you and Fangniang are not siblings."
These words were so informative that it took Zhao Xu a while to process them.
"You mean my father was replaced by the virtuous prince long ago?"
He looked shocked.
“But King Kexian and my father clearly existed at the same time.”
The two people, one in the capital and the other in the southeastern prefecture, were so far apart, how could they possibly have the opportunity to come and act?
"The wise prince is not in the capital most of the time."
Yi Shuihan replied.
“We all thought he was traveling around, but now it seems he has come to be the current king. He probably has a stand-in here.”
Nanyue was the gateway to Dae He, and because the wise king blocked it, Dae He knew nothing about the Yi people.
Only then could those cannons be transported to the capital without any hindrance.
He and Xiao Qingyin hadn't expected the Prince Xian to start planning so early, which is why they hadn't considered the Prince Dai's involvement.
Looking back, Zhao Xu realized that his mother and grandmother had indeed left in a rather hasty manner.
They were usually in good health and rarely got sick, but they died one after the other in the same year.
But since his father personally handled the funeral arrangements, he didn't suspect anything, and naturally no one else would either.
The thought that the man he had called "father" for twenty years was actually his enemy made Zhao Xu feel like he was about to explode.
God must have a grudge against him!
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