344 Death, the identity of Feng's parents

Who can be sure whether the Nine Provinces Nine Veins Map is in Feng Mansion?

The Jiuzhou Dragon Vein Map is very important to them. Even if there is only a 10% chance, they will do it. Lan Jiuqing, Bu Jingyun and Su Wenqing all understand this. It is precisely because of this that Lan Jiuqing dare not say it so confidently. Seeing Su Wenqing's face full of expectations, he only said:

"It's always good to give it a try. Feng Qingchen is the only member of the Fengli tribe we have found so far, and she obviously doesn't know anything about the Fengli tribe. So if there is really something in the Feng Mansion, it must be left in the ruins. Wenqing, you are familiar with Feng Qingchen, so taking on the task of rebuilding the Feng Mansion will not attract attention."

"Okay, I will go to Feng Qingchen tomorrow and will definitely get this done." Su Wenqing was now even more anxious than Lan Jiuqing.

"Be careful, don't let Feng Qingchen become suspicious." Lan Jiuqing thought of Feng Qingchen, those eyes that were so clear that they seemed to see through people's hearts. He felt vaguely uneasy and had to remind Su Wenqing again.

"Don't worry, this is a big deal, I won't do anything rash." Su Wenqing agreed readily. He and Lan Jiuqing were worried about completely different things.

Lan Jiuqing didn't want to say much. After explaining everything, he disappeared into the night and returned to where he should go. Seeing Lan Jiuqing leave, Bu Jingyun and Su Wenqing smiled at each other.

Jiuqing is still the same Jiuqing, and he did not act recklessly because of a woman. Otherwise, even if they liked Feng Qingchen as much as they cared about the Lan family's empire, they would find an opportunity to kill Feng Qingchen in the future.

Feng Qingchen had no idea that she had just passed through a life-and-death situation. After agreeing with Wang Jinling on the reconstruction of the Feng Mansion, Feng Qingchen returned to her room in a daze. Thinking about Wang Jinling's hint, Feng Qingchen took out the wooden box from the smart medical bag, looked at it for a long time, but could not see anything strange about it.

"Jin Ling's words mean that my parents' origins are a mystery. Feng Mansion may have something that can prove my parents' identities, but... except for this wooden box, I didn't bring anything out. Even if I did, it has become a ruin now?"

"This wooden box does not have a single crack. If the weight was not wrong, I would really suspect that it was just a piece of wood." Feng Qingchen took the wooden box and looked at it again and again, but could not see anything unusual.

Wang Jinling hinted today that although her father was born into a commoner family and her mother was branded as a lowly person, there was no way the two of them could have such simple identities.

You have to know that a civilian family can't raise a person who can lead an army, and there is no way that a humble family can have a woman as brave and proud as her mother.

It is normal for good bamboo to produce bad bamboo shoots, but it is basically impossible for bad bamboo to produce good bamboo shoots in this world, because children of ordinary people basically do not receive education and have limited knowledge, and even the smartest people will be worn down into mediocrity by life.

The Wang family investigated the identities of her parents, but found nothing. The village where her father lived was massacred in a war by orders from above, leaving no one alive.

Her mother only had the label of a bad name, and everything else was a mystery. Her mother also said that she didn't remember anything, not even her name.

Her identity seemed perfect and could withstand investigation, but because it was a time of war, many things could not be found. But the fact that they could not be found did not mean that everyone would eliminate the doubts. It was just that with the early death of her parents, no one cared.

Forty years ago, the country was just beginning to settle down, but the war was still going on. Civilians could not even get enough food to eat and were struggling for survival every day. How could they train a man who could lead troops in the battlefield? Jin Ling was right, her father could not be a country boy, there must be some secret about her father.

There is also her father's death. Wang Jinling suddenly mentioned that her father's death was also very problematic. She didn't know about the war that year, but Wang Jinling knew about it.

From Wang Jinling's mouth, we can learn that her father was defeated and died in the battle because the reinforcements arrived ten days later than the agreed time, and the person who delayed the military plan was not only not punished, but was rewarded for winning the battle. The leader of the reinforcements was the current queen's brother...

After her father died in the battlefield, not only was his body not found, but even the weapons he used were never found. And her mother died trying to save the queen, but the queen seemed ungrateful and had an inexplicable disgust towards her.

"Mom and Dad, what secrets do you have? Am I going to uncover the things you are trying so hard to hide?" Feng Qingchen played with the wooden box in his hands, a melancholy smile on his face, his shoulders drooped, and he looked vaguely tired.

More than half a month has passed, and the struggle in the imperial city has not yet ended. Many officials are removed from office every day, and a new group of people are promoted. Although it was started by her, she has no control over when and how it will end.

Li Xiang is dead, and Su Wan, Xiling Tianlei and Beiling Fengqian, who had been quiet, are getting restless again. The princes also have their own plans. Although these have nothing to do with her, she has a deep sense of crisis, fearing that if she takes a wrong step, she will be doomed.

There are some things that she has to do even if she doesn't want to get involved in, because she is in the situation and has no choice.

Alas... Feng Qingchen sighed, put away the wooden box, hesitated for a moment, changed into a set of tight clothes, and quietly left the Sun Mansion.

She wanted to go to Feng Mansion to have a look...

As soon as Feng Qingchen left, Sun Zhengdao walked out from the darkness, staring at the direction where Feng Qingchen disappeared, with a hint of struggle in his eyes.

Should I say it or not? Should I do it or not?

But what does it matter if you say it? What does it matter if you do it?

Sun Zhengdao sighed heavily, looked at the sky that was like a round disk, gritted his teeth and walked towards Sun Sixing's room.

It was unknown what the father and son talked about in the room. Half an hour later, Sun Zhengdao staggered out, his face looking even uglier than before he went in.

Sun Sixing felt uneasy when he thought about his father's repeated mention of "leaving". He wanted to ask several times, but when he saw Sun Zhengdao's expression of unwillingness to say more, he held back and could only watch his father's slightly hunched back disappear before his eyes...

As soon as Sun Zhengdao walked out of Sun Sixing's yard, he met Madam Sun. Madam Sun had recovered well and had lost weight. She looked more beautiful than before, dignified and generous, with a hint of nobility. When she saw Sun Zhengdao coming out, she hurried to greet him and asked gently, "How was the talk with Sixing?"

"You know?" Sun Zhengdao paused and looked at his wife beside him in surprise.

Madam Sun smiled and said, "I am the daughter-in-law of the Sun family, how could I not know. Master, I don't ask for anything else, I just ask that the responsibility of the Sun family ends with your generation. We only have one son, don't let our son inherit your legacy. In addition, if you want to leave, take me with you. I will be very lonely if I stay here alone. Our son has grown up and can take care of himself."

This "leaving" is not leaving, but dying. Mrs. Sun is very clear about this, and it is precisely because she understands it that she brings it up...

Sun Zhengdao held Madam Sun's hand and said with a choked voice, "Okay!"

Feng Qingchen stood in the Feng Mansion, looking at the ruins with a depressed look on her face. Unknown to her, because she doubted the identities of Feng's father and mother, Sun Zhengdao made a major decision...