It had clearly been handled so cleanly, but whether it was three years ago or now, Wu Buzi kept appearing again and again. Was he targeting Mr. An or himself? Or both?
"What is the name of this poison?" An Tingyu asked.
"It's called the Wubuzi. The weapon was disposed of before it was even released, so it didn't have time to be named, but we all call it the Wubuzi."
Hearing this, An Tingyu sighed slightly, "Hidden weapons are not poisonous. It is the human heart that is poisonous, because it is humans who paint the weapons with poison."
Although the jailer was dead and the clue was broken, at least one thing was known, that is, the murderer was the same person who framed Mr. An three years ago. Following this clue, An Tingyu knew that she could only ask Mr. An, because he was the victim, and twice, so Mr. An might know something.
"Are they awake?" An Tingyu asked as she entered the palace.
Seeing An Tingyu coming back, Doctor Zhong nodded and said, "She woke up for a while, but fell asleep again."
"Well, thank you all for your hard work!"
"No way, this is what we should do." Doctor Zhong replied quickly.
"You all go down and rest! I'll just watch over here." An Tingyu said lightly, and the imperial doctors who stayed in the palace left.
Looking at the still sleeping old man An, An Tingyu's beautiful dark eyes were deep. She sighed and thought to herself: Grandpa, what kind of person are you? Some people ask me to pay attention to you, and some people want your life. Are you just an ordinary old man? What is the other side of you that I don't know?
Old Master An and An Donglin did not wake up until late at night. During the night, Long Xunyi and the Queen Mother came, but left soon after.
"Girl, I made you worry!" Old Master An sat on the bed, looking at An Tingyu with sharp eyes.
"Grandpa, Dad, please don't scare me again in the future!" An Tingyu is still frightened when she thinks of the time when she received the news that they were poisoned. She finally found her 'family', and if she loses them again, she really doesn't know if she can bear it.
"Yes, yes, it's our fault. I won't scare you again." Old Master An's still pale face had a kind smile on it. "It's been three years since we last met, and our little girl hasn't changed at all!"
"Father, you should say she looks more beautiful now." Antonlin said with a bit of an old man bragging about his melons, with a look of pride on his face.
"Yes, yes, she is becoming more and more beautiful."
An Tingyu smiled and didn't continue his words. Instead, she asked directly: "Grandpa, I have a question for you. Do you have any idea who poisoned you? And according to my guess, this person should be the one who framed you three years ago."
Old Master An was slightly stunned, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable depth, "Why would you think of asking Grandpa such a question? If Grandpa knew who the murderer was, would Grandpa still sit there and wait for death? And how do you know the murderer is just one person?"
"Because both scapegoats died of poisoning, and it was the same poison, which has not yet been discovered, so the only person who has this poison is probably the murderer."
"So that's how it is. But grandpa never makes enemies with anyone, so I don't know who wants to kill me. But from this, it seems that your father may have been implicated by me, and the extra python robe may be to confuse people." said Grandpa An.
An Tingxin pursed her lips and looked at Grandpa An thoughtfully. Her dark eyes suddenly flashed with a cunning look, and she said as if she remembered something: "By the way, Grandpa, there is one thing I haven't told you yet! Grandpa is coming back too, and he will probably arrive at Tianmen tomorrow afternoon."
"That old man is coming back?" Old Master An was a little surprised, but not too surprised. His tone was deep, neither high nor low, with smooth ups and downs, and no emotion could be detected from his voice.
"Grandpa, grandpa is coming back, aren't you happy? You, grandpa and General Xing used to be the best of friends." An Tingyu said as she carefully looked at Grandpa An's expression, but unfortunately, she didn't see anything on his face, and then there was nothing. She felt that something must have happened between them.
After all, they used to be the best of friends. When he heard that his friend was coming back, Mr. An's expression was too indifferent, as if he was treating a stranger. This was not the emotion that should exist between friends.
Hearing this, Old Man An snorted coldly, "What's there to be happy about? That old man just doesn't understand the truth. I don't even bother to deal with him."
"But he rarely comes back, and you two don't have any deep hatred, so why bother with it?" An Tingyu suddenly felt helpless. Grandpa An called Fu Zhonghan an old man, and Fu Zhonghan called Grandpa An a dead old man. These two people are becoming more and more like children.
"Who cares about him? Grandpa is just too lazy to pay attention to him." Old Master An turned his head away and said that he didn't care, but he no longer looked at An Tingyu. He was completely angry.
"Okay, okay, you're just too lazy to bother with him, but he hasn't been in good health in recent years. He had a serious illness last year and almost lost his life! You have to be more considerate of him!"
After these words were spoken, Mr. An, who had been indifferent, finally showed some expression. "What happened to that old man?"
"Diabetes, you might not even recognize him if you see him."
"Is it that exaggerated? You are not lying to me and want me to reconcile with him, right?" Old Master An looked at her with suspicion.
An Tingyu smiled and said, "Then you will know whether I lied to you or not."
After saying that, An Tingyu suddenly looked at An Donglin. Since she mentioned Fu Zhonghan, An Donglin had not spoken again. What did An Donglin think about this father-in-law who was coming back?
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