Her sad smile made it hard to tell whether it was happiness or pain.
Chu Yan stood there, his heart aching as if it was about to explode. Things that had become the past and buried deep in his heart suddenly came roaring back to him in this way.
Four years ago, he had already cut the beggar into pieces and fed them to dogs. Even though the beggar cried and begged, saying limply that it was not him, it was not him, he was so angry that he would not listen to any of his excuses.
But it turned out that it really wasn't him, but someone else!
At this point, he has sorted everything out.
Back then, his little girl was framed by Qing Yunyao and forced to drink tea and wine. After she passed out, she was taken to the guest room on the third floor. If she had remained drunk there, the person who bullied her would have been the beggar arranged by Qing Yunyao. However, she woke up in a daze, opened the door, and mistakenly entered another unoccupied guest room, where she fell asleep and something happened.
Chu Yan pursed his lips tightly, but his eyes were still red.
What on earth was he busy with that day?
If he had gone to find her and met her, could he have avoided this disaster, and would all the things that happened later have not happened?
Did he and his little girl get married a long time ago?
In four years, their children should be grown up.
A surge of tears and dull pain came roaring in my face.
Qing Yunyao suddenly shouted, "Did that man show up? What did he do? Tell me, otherwise you wouldn't ask me if he came to see Qing Yue...he..."
Chu Yan could no longer hold back, and he suddenly raised his soft sword, piercing directly through her mouth. He pulled it out with a whoosh, and a piece of soft flesh flew to the ground.
Blood splattered.
Qing Yunyao, your tongue is gone!
This time, she didn't even scream, and she fainted completely.
As for Chu Yan, his eyes were cold and fierce.
He had wanted to do this for a long time.
But fortunately, it lasted until this moment, allowing him to ask about some of the secret truths of that year.
"Look, don't let her die. The torture will continue as usual."
*
After leaving the Imperial Prison, I saw that the sky was gloomy and covered with dark clouds. A few drops of rain fell, followed by thunder. The raindrops became bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it was pouring rain.
Chu Yan stepped into the rain step by step and stood there, motionless.
Even God was mourning for him.
Mo Yu's eyes were filled with worry. Knowing that Chu Yan was still injured, he hurried forward and said, "Master, the rain is getting heavier. Please go hide over there. You are injured. Don't let the wound get infected."
"Stand back."
Chu Yan only said two words, and Mo Yu didn't dare to say anything more, but he didn't retreat. He just stood back and stood in the rain with his master.
His clothes were quickly soaked, and a biting cold sensation spread throughout his body. The knife wound on his heart began to hurt again, throbbing and making it difficult for him to breathe.
All the tragedies between him and Yue'er originated from this.
How can he survive if he can't find this person and cut him into pieces?
Moon, moon...
He called her name in his heart.
His little girl had finally managed to survive that disaster, and now he couldn't let her know the truth.
He came to investigate this matter alone.
He must find out who hurt Yue'er four years ago!
If it weren't for him, Yue'er would have escaped that day. She was a girl blessed by God. Even if she was framed and drunk, she could still find an empty room in a daze. If someone hadn't taken advantage of the opportunity, she would have escaped. Nothing would have happened to her. She would still be the unrestrained and beautiful girl. And he would not get drunk. He was so drunk that he gave Qing Yunyao the opportunity to take advantage of her and eat the love Gu, which caused Yue'er a series of pain and disasters afterwards.
So, how could he let this man go? How could he?
In the heavy rain, Chu Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and countless tears rolled out and mixed with the rain. He swallowed his sobs hard.
"Go back home."
Chu Yan and Mo Yu returned to the palace soaking wet. Mo Feng was shocked to see their appearance. His eyes met with his brother's, and Mo Yu shook his head at him.
"How was the interrogation?"
Chu Yan asked.
"The little beggar was just a messenger with silver. He said a woman in a felt hat gave him a piece of silver and wanted him to deliver it to her house, but he didn't expect to run into her right at the door."
Mo Feng reported truthfully.
"The woman was about four feet eight inches tall, thin, and had a faint smell of medicine. Her voice was a little hoarse when she spoke. I don't know if it was natural or she was deliberately lowering it. There are no other clues."
After Mo Feng finished speaking, Chu Yan remained silent for a long time.
He was wondering about this woman's purpose and identity.
Four years ago, filled with hatred, he killed the beggar and burned down the teahouse. Almost all the people who deserved to die were killed. All the clues were cut off that year. If he wanted to start from the beginning, he would have nowhere to start except this woman in the felt hat.
She knew the truth of that year, at least she knew what Yue'er had experienced.
So who is this person?
"Lock him up and wait for identification."
No matter who it was, he would find her out! No matter if it was the messenger or the person from that year.
…
Chu Yan went into the house and changed his wet clothes. The wound on his chest had scabbed and healed, which was not a big deal. However, the knife marks on his arms were all fresh scratches. They were wrapped in gauze before, but now they were soaked in rain. The wounds turned white and looked shocking. However, he seemed not to feel any pain. He took the golden wound medicine and sprinkled it on his arms, then wrapped them up again.
His hands kept moving, but his mind was always thinking.
He took out the letter from his wet robe, unfolded it and placed it on the table. Chu Yan pursed his lips as he looked at the crooked words on it. He thought of Yue'er, the truth four years ago, and Feng Ling... but he still handed the letter to him.
That is to say, this person was either a witness or a participant in the teahouse incident four years ago.
He, Qingyue, Fengling...
Why did she tell him that it was Feng Ling who defiled Yue'er?
Is it really Feng Ling?
Or does she have a grudge against Feng Ling?
She knew very well the relationship between him and Yue'er. Now that this letter was delivered, it would inevitably lead to his crazy revenge. He would fight with Feng Ling, and she or he would reap the benefits!
Also, if she knew the truth about the teahouse incident four years ago, why had she kept it secret for so many years? Why had she not told him recently, and why had she suddenly sent him this letter recently? What had happened that made her decide to do this?
Chu Yan's eyes grew fiercer, he pinched his brows, and connected all the fragmented clues together...
Just a little bit.
There seems to be a very critical point that comes to mind immediately.
What is it?
Suddenly, his cold eyes narrowed, and he finally thought of someone...
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