After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Meng Qianqian told Duan Mingyue about her meeting.

Chen Long already knew that Duan Mingyue was Xun Yi, and whenever there was anything involving the adopted son of the Xun family, he would subconsciously attribute it to Lu Yuan.

"Brother, this has nothing to do with Lu Yuan."

Meng Qianqian pulled his sleeve and said.

Chen Long's steel turned into soft silk and he said helplessly, "I know."

Wait until he recovers and punch that guy less.

But he still has to pay for what he did last night.

The two got back to the topic.

To be honest, Chen Long doesn't care about Tan'er's background.

But whatever my sister said to him, no matter how small the matter, was a big deal.

"I didn't expect that Tan'er was actually from Liuli Island. How did she drift to the Central Plains?"

"What kind of place is Liuli Island?"

Meng Qianqian asked doubtfully.

Chen Long said, "I don't really know either. Since Si She is from there, let's ask him later."

Sishe and Ji Li went to find the other Twelve Guards as they had some grudges to resolve.

Chen Long added: "Perhaps you can also ask Tan'er. I believe that with her trust in you now, she is willing to open her heart to you."

Meng Qianqian nodded.

"Let's get back to the letter."

Chen Long looked at the very familiar handwriting on the yellowed letter, "Why does Princess Xiye have a letter from my father? It can't be... that my father wrote it to her."

Meng Qianqian said: "It has no beginning or end. Maybe it was written by Daddy to Mom, but it fell into her hands by mistake."

After a pause, she shook her head, "But it still doesn't make sense. Daddy has no connection with Liuli Island, so how could a handwritten letter fall into the hands of Princess Xiye?"

Chen Long was also puzzled.

Some things may seem complicated, but perhaps the truth is crude and simple.

He said, "After asking Sishe and Tan'er, maybe we'll have some clues. What we can be sure of now is that this is Daddy's handwriting."

This conversation had exhausted Chen Long's energy. Meng Qianqian looked at his pale face and tucked the corner of the quilt for him: "Brother, take a rest. I will come to see you another day."

Chen Long suddenly said: "Xiaojiu, take care of yourself. It doesn't matter if I am your uncle or not, but I will always be your brother."

Meng Qianqian's heart was moved, and her nose felt sour: "Yeah."

Chen Long was the only one left in the room.

He lay on the wide bed, with the sound of the breeze in his ears and the faint fragrance of flowers from the general's mansion many years ago at the tip of his nose.

He had already died due to being abandoned by his biological father.

It was she who planted fresh flowers on his grave.

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On the way back in the carriage, Meng Qianqian kept her promise and told Lu Yuan about the letter and handwriting.

There was also a flash of shock in Lu Yuan's eyes: "How could this happen?"

Meng Qianqian murmured, "Do you think my father has ever been to Liuli Island?"

Lu Yuan glanced at her, frowned and asked, "Are you doubting that Tan'er is your half-sister?"

Shang Jue and Zhongli Yuan's love is stronger than gold. Will he have children with another woman?

Furthermore, judging from Tan'er's age, it is impossible that Shang Jue did not die in the incident that wiped out the entire family.

Those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see things clearly. There are some things that I can easily think of, but she may not be able to.

Maybe it’s not that I can’t guess, but that I just don’t dare to guess.

Not daring to give yourself great hope, you will end up with devastating despair.

Lu Yuan wasn't sure which one she was, but he didn't intend to say it out loud.

Talking about things without evidence would only add to her worries.

Once he has investigated, it won’t be too late to tell her in detail.

Meng Qianqian thought of the small portrait hidden in Tan'er's jade pendant.

Those eyes, or to be more precise, the other person's eyes, made her feel extremely familiar.

"Saintess of Xiye."

She murmured the other person's identity.

Seeing that she was beginning to get upset again, Lu Yuan held her hand in his palm and said, "Don't speculate for now. Things will eventually come to light. I'm also sending a letter of divorce to Wushan to see if your grandmother has any news about Liuli Island and Saint Xiye."

Meng Qianqian agreed: "Okay."

Lu Yuan added: "I will go ask the old man and the emperor's grandfather later."

Meng Qianqian blinked and looked at him.

Lu Yuan asked: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Meng Qianqian curled her lips and said, "Grand Commander, are you telling Xiaojiu about your whereabouts?"

Lu Yuan turned away coldly: "No."

Meng Qianqian: “Oh.”

Seeing her lowering her head, with a look of loss and grievance, Lu Yuan took a deep breath and said seriously: "If you want to know, considering that you are pregnant, I can explain it to you later."

Seeing that Meng Qianqian still didn't seem to be convinced, he cleared his throat and said, "Anyway, I will investigate the matter between your father and Saint Xiye. Just wait for the news."

Meng Qianqian suppressed the corners of her lips that were curled up.

It’s so easy to coax.

When the carriage arrived at the palace, Ji Feng and Yu Zichuan were riding their horses in a state of disgrace.

Yu Zichuan sensed a familiar breath at a glance, and without saying a word, he jumped onto the roof of the car and sat squarely on Lu Yuan's head.

Cui Hu was stunned. He looked up at his swaying little brother and said, "Yu Zichuan, what are you doing?"

You're so tired, but you still have to climb onto the roof?

Yu Zichuan didn't move at all, breathing heavily like a cow.

Lu Yuan sneered.

Ji Feng got off the horse, walked to the front of the carriage, and bowed to the people in the carriage: "Young Master, Young Madam."

Meng Qianqian opened the curtain and asked Ji Feng, "Are you injured?"

Ji Feng clasped his fists and said, "It's just a superficial wound, nothing serious."

Meng Qianqian heard from his breath that there were more than just superficial injuries: "Give me your hand."

Ji Feng: "I dare not."

Cui Hu pushed him and said, "Just go if I tell you to. Stop talking so much nonsense!"

Ji Feng glanced at the emperor's eldest grandson and saw that he was not displeased. Then he walked forward without looking away and handed his hand to Meng Qianqian.

Meng Qianqian felt his pulse and said, "Your internal injuries are quite serious. A lot of things happened in the underground palace, right?"

Ji Feng replied: "I accidentally entered a few trap arrays, and then I captured someone."

As he spoke, he pulled the sack off the horse's back and opened it to reveal a man in black with a bruised face and nose.

Meng Qianqian didn’t know him.

Lu Yuan recognized him at a glance.

Isn’t this the medicine man who was madly chasing Lu Qi in the underground palace?

Ji Feng said: "I feel that this person is suspicious, and I think it might be useful if I capture him."

"No wonder you got hurt."

Although Meng Qianqian had never fought with this man, the deathly aura emanating from him was chilling.

She couldn't help but look at Ji Fenggao again.

No wonder he can become the number one master of the Imperial Palace. He is a man who becomes stronger when facing stronger opponents.

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Interesting, send it to Lu Qi."

Ji Feng said: "Yes, Master!"

Thinking of something, his expression became serious: "Master, Madam, I met the assassins sent by Hu Lie in the underground palace. I followed them secretly and discovered Hu Lie's secret. May I ask where the black-armored soldiers are now?"

Meng Qianqian said: "Han Qi took them to chase Hu Lie."

Ji Feng said solemnly: "Hu Lie is colluding with Medicine King Valley. He wants to turn the Black Armor Army into Medicine King's puppet army... The Black Armor Army is in danger!"