Chapter 6 Used for Blood Transfusion
That's interesting.
He wanted to know about her injuries and the reasons that made her sad.
After the little girl disappeared, he summoned the guards who were protecting her in the shadows: "Go and find out who this little girl in the Second Prince's palace is."
"yes."
The guards obeyed and left, and the little dumpling's figure had long since disappeared.
The faint glow in the woods gradually faded, as if the fireflies had only come because of the little dumpling.
Xie Yuxiao raised an eyebrow: "So, I'm not as popular as a little dumpling."
But that little dumpling was really interesting, no wonder it was loved by animals, unlike him, a man who only ever scolded people with a stern face.
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The little dumpling is still weak; she got a bit carried away playing earlier and now that she's calmed down, she feels a bit tired.
Having received Xie Yuxiao's warning, Yan Hu naturally wouldn't reveal Xie Yuxiao's identity to the little dumpling.
However, we agreed before leaving that we would only come out for a short while to get some fresh air, but who knew that such a mishap would happen halfway through.
After being exposed to the wind for a while, Yan Hu became a little worried about her, so he had to walk close to her and support her.
"How could you talk to a stranger? It's dangerous. Don't wander around when I'm not around next time."
Sheng Sheng knew that Yan Hu was concerned about her, so she patted his head and said, "Thank you, Yan Hu, I know."
Seeing that she obediently agreed, Yan Hu stopped trying to reason with her and prayed in his heart that His Highness had not yet returned.
If His Highness were to return and find that it had run away with the little princess, it would surely go hungry for three meals a day.
As Yan Hu was thinking this, he heard the little dumpling's confused and curious voice.
"However, Sheng Sheng feels that Uncle Tree God is so familiar, as if she has seen him somewhere before."
When Sheng Sheng met Uncle Tree God, she was initially frightened, but she gradually felt that Uncle Tree God was very warm and familiar, which made Sheng Sheng want to smile at him involuntarily.
Otherwise, Sheng Sheng wouldn't have taken Uncle Tree God to see the fireflies.
I'm so happy.
"Moreover, when I held Uncle Tree God's hand, I felt a sense of peace, which was quite strange."
Yan Hu was startled.
He's your biological father, how could you not be affectionate towards him?
"Maybe, uh, maybe it's because he's a tree god! You see, you can talk to animals, and he's in charge of... uh, the trees?" Yan Hu racked his brains. "Wow, you two are so destined for each other!"
The little dumpling giggled, amused by it: "He's not a tree god."
Yan Hu smiled, then tiptoed away, avoiding everyone, and quietly returned to Yuqing Palace.
On the other side.
The northern suburbs of Beijing.
In the secluded little house, two guards stood outside the door where the servant boy from the Duke of Jingguo's mansion was being held, chatting idly while waiting for their master to arrive.
On the seventh day of the lunar month, munching on an apple he had swiped from the Duke of Jingguo's mansion, he said crisply, "Brother, how come this princess suddenly came back to life? Five years ago, her body was charred black. It couldn't be that she came back to life, could it? Is there really such a thing as bringing the dead back to life?"
Chu Yi frowned and glared at her younger brother: "Be careful what you say. Back then, the weather was dry, and a strong wind blew over the candles. A spark ignited the curtains, causing the Flying Frost Palace to catch fire. At the time, we thought the little princess perished in the flames because of an accident. But now it seems... there must have been another conspiracy."
On the seventh day, it dawned on her: "Oh—no wonder His Highness wanted to arrest this servant of the Duke of Jingguo's mansion. How did our princess end up in the Duke of Jingguo's mansion? There must be something wrong with this Duke of Jingguo's mansion. Maybe it was the Duke of Jingguo's mansion that caused our princess to be stranded among the common people!"
"Yes, this must have been caused by a villain. As for whether the Duke of Jingguo's mansion was involved, we'll know when His Highness arrives." Chu Yi nodded with satisfaction.
"Then why doesn't Your Highness tell the Imperial Concubine and His Majesty that since the princess's passing, the Imperial Concubine has become increasingly depressed? Now that the princess has returned, it's a good thing! Shouldn't we hold a grand banquet and grant amnesty to celebrate together?"
First year of junior high: "..."
Chu Yi closed her eyes, not wanting to look into her younger brother's clear eyes anymore.
As a bodyguard, if it weren't for Chu Qi's exceptional skills, he would probably have been transferred away by His Highness long ago.
On the seventh day, they wanted to ask more questions, but the sound of two horses' hooves grew closer. The two immediately became alert and only went to meet them when the figures on horseback became clear.
Xie Yunchuan dismounted and said, "Your Highness, the person is already inside. To avoid alerting them, we only captured one. Our men have already cleared the area; there is no one within a three-mile radius."
"Um."
Xie Yunchuan frowned and led Thirteen through the door.
On the first and seventh day of the lunar month, a closer look would reveal the respect and admiration the two brothers held for Xie Yunchuan, showing no slackening in their attitude towards their master, who was only a fifteen-year-old boy.
Xie Yunchuan entered the room, which was lit by only one candle. In the center of the room was a chair, and tied to it was one of the two servants who had carried Shengsheng out that night.
The man was unconscious, but Thirteen stepped forward and woke him up before Xie Yunchuan could reach him.
The servant opened his eyes groggily and realized he was no longer in the Duke of Jingguo's mansion. He struggled in terror.
Who are you?!
Xie Yunchuan was backlit, making it impossible to see his face.
The faint candlelight cast shadows on the wall. Xie Yunchuan didn't want to beat around the bush and asked in a low voice, "Who is that little girl named Shengsheng in your household?"
Upon hearing this, the servant's eyes widened, and he struggled even more vigorously, but his entire body was tightly bound to the chair, and no matter how much he struggled, it was of no use.
Seeing that his struggles were futile, the servant could only desperately beg for mercy: "My lord, spare me! My lord, spare me! I'm just an ordinary servant, I was only following orders! I didn't want to throw that girl out, I didn't kill her!"
Xie Yunchuan's forehead veins throbbed as he listened: "Answer me."
Thirteen pressed his sword against the servant's neck, the sharp blade piercing his skin, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed out.
"I don't know either!" The servant trembled with fear. "I only joined the manor last year, so I don't know much either! Our young lady was born weak and sickly. I heard from the old folks in the manor that the Duke invited a master to examine her, and it seems he said that a girl born in the same year and month should be used..."
Thirteen tightened his grip: "What are you doing!"
"Let's get a blood transfusion!"
The servant boy cried, tears streaming down his face, "We were supposed to raise that girl until she was ten, and then... give them both a blood transfusion. But that morning, the young lady suddenly developed a high fever that wouldn't go down. The master said we couldn't delay any longer, so... so... it really wasn't my fault, sir! It wasn't me who mistreated her, it was the maids and nannies. I, a servant in the front courtyard, rarely even saw her. I didn't do anything; I just followed the steward's orders and threw her into the alley!"
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