After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife always wanted to leave her father behind and keep her

Xuanwu's appearance is somewhat different from that of the people in the Central Plains. He has a narrow face, a high nose, and light pupils. However, he is not as rough as the real Rouran people with high noses and deep eyes. He is more like a hybrid of Rouran and Central Plains people.

It turned out to be the case.

Cheng Songan said that he would never ask about Xuanwu's background, and he really had never even guessed it. But when he heard it this time, his surprise was only for a moment, and then he calmed down.

More than 20 years ago, the Daqian Dynasty sent Princess Xiangyi to the Rouran Kingdom for marriage. Two years later, Princess Xiangyi gave birth to a little prince. This little prince was smart and handsome. Not only was he loved by the then Rouran King Ashina, but he was also loved by the saints of Daqian. It was said that after the little prince inherited the throne, Daqian and Rouran would always give a 10% profit when trading with each other.

The King of Rouran and his subjects all celebrated this, but unexpectedly, when the little prince was ten years old, his mother, Princess Xiangyi, died suddenly. The King of Rouran was heartbroken and wanted to abdicate in favor of the little prince. Before he could succeed, his younger brother, the little prince's uncle, the current King of Rouran, Monalou, launched a palace coup, massacred the royal court, killed Ashina, and the little prince disappeared.

The northern border of Daqian was very unstable at that time. Emperor Longxi had no time to care about the internal strife of the Rouran, so he could only put the matter of Princess Xiangyi and the little prince aside for the time being and only stopped most of the border trade.

Xuanwu is the little prince who escaped from the royal court that year.

The people who escorted and welcomed Princess Xiangyi to her marriage were General Ming and Cheng Songan's grandfather General Feng. Both the Feng and Ming families grew up in the northwest and had a deep friendship with Princess Xiangyi. When the Rouran royal court suffered a coup, the princess's guards risked their lives to send Xuanwu to General Feng. After General Feng died, they entrusted him to General Ming until he grew up.

Cui Yuanqing shook Cheng Songan's hand and said softly, "I am not reckless in entering the Rouran royal court. I know my limits."

The confidence and disdain he had shown towards Xue Tingrong just now were completely gone, and there was even a subtle hint of flattery.

Cheng Songan's hand shrank, and he immediately pulled it back, not daring to argue any further. He said to Xue Tingrong with a serious face, "The Rouran people have been dissatisfied with Monalou for a long time. What would happen if Daqian found the little prince for them at this time, opened the market as promised, and gave them a 10% profit?"

Xue Tingrong stared with red eyes. All these years of dormancy were in vain. She was still defeated miserably. She sneered: "Cui Yuanqing, I lost to you, that's speechless, but don't be complacent, your achievements are greater than yours."

Cheng Songan's heart skipped a beat. Emperor Longxi was about to die. If Prince Xiang successfully ascended the throne, he would be the next ruler. It was hard to say how he would react to Cui Yuanqing's actions today, as well as the Ming and Lu armies.

"A saint is wise and can make his own judgment." Cui Yuanqing said calmly, "Xue Tingrong, I don't care how you faked your death under my nose that year, but this time, you can't escape."

Xue Tingrong smiled nonchalantly: "It's all up to you."

Then he simply closed his eyes, leaned aside, and said no more.

Cheng Songan's voice suddenly fell into her ears: "Xue Tingrong, I want to ask you, did Sister Tingyun really go to the Cheng Mansion to look for me back then?"

Xue Tingrong's body trembled suddenly.

Cheng Songan followed up, "Miss Xue Wu once knelt at the back door of the Cheng Mansion on a rainy night and begged to see me, but I did not see her. Instead, I revealed her whereabouts after she left, causing her to fall into an irretrievable situation. This matter is actually your statement, not the truth. Although there are loopholes, no one would doubt you because your identity was the second lady of the Cheng family at that time; then I revealed your identity, even if you did so many evil things, no one would still doubt you, including myself, because although you are a concubine's daughter raised outside, you are still a member of the Xue family, and everything you did is reasonable.

"What's more, there was indeed a chaotic rainy night back then when someone came to look for Grandfather, and I said he was in Biyun Lane, Jicui Street, but I didn't expect that Miss Fifth's hiding place happened to be there. So, this incident further confirmed that what you said was true.

"In fact, there was no such thing as Miss Fifth looking for me. Instead, you went to the Jiaofang Bureau to expose the Xue family's other small courtyard in Biyun Lane, Jicui Street, right?"

When she spoke, Xue Tingrong's closed eyes could be seen moving slowly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her body curled up and trembled slightly.

Cui Yuanqing stood up suddenly, trembling all over. Every word he just said was like a knife stabbing his heart. His thought at this moment was not to kill Xue Tingrong, but he really wanted to kill himself.

For a trumped-up thing, he caused Cheng Songan to suffer unrest in both his lifetime. He really deserves to die.

"You have seen her," Xue Tingrong opened her eyes, "Then why didn't she come to find me? Why didn't she come to kill me?"

Cui Yuanqing also looked at Cheng Songan and asked in a hoarse voice: "Have you seen Tingyun, she, she..."

After telling her a few questions, she didn't dare ask any more.

Cheng Songan sat still, her expression unchanged. She just blinked and said to Cui Yuanqing, "Fifth sister's last words were that Rong'er was very miserable, so don't kill her."

Xue Tingrong suddenly covered her ears like a madman and screamed, "I don't believe it. I don't believe a single word of it."

Cui Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, and his clenched fists gradually loosened. What Cheng Songan said could not be wrong. Ting Yun was really gone, and he had to listen to her last words.

Suddenly, chaos broke out outside the tent.

Cui Yuanqing and Cheng Songan looked at each other and ran out at the same time. Several tents were on fire. Ming Zhan led his soldiers to put out the fire. Lu Qingshan and Duan Zhuyu stayed in front of the big tent, protecting Wang Shumian, Wang Lujun and Xiao Fengzheng. Where the fireworks were bright, Xuanwu was fighting with a Rouran man.

The two of them have extremely high martial arts skills and their moves are strange, so ordinary people cannot get close to them.

Cheng Songan immediately ran forward and threw out a sleeve arrow soaked in Ma Fei Powder. With her current skills, it can be said that it is foolproof, but the Rouran man just waved it lightly and separated him. When he glanced here, he raised his arm.

"Yun Dai!" Cui Yuanqing was seriously injured and had difficulty moving, so he immediately spoke out to remind her.

Cheng Songan quickly dodged to the side. The dart shot by the man landed on the ground an inch to her side. If it had been a second slower, it would have pierced her chest.

The Rouran man immediately saw her strength and raised his arm again.

There was the sound of a sharp knife entering flesh, and then a stream of burning blood spurted on his face. Cheng Songan closed his eyes due to the burns, and when he opened them again, he saw Xue Tingrong's dilated pupils in front of him.

Xue Tingrong stood in front of her.

Cheng Songan was a little confused, and subconsciously hugged the shaky person, and said in an erratic voice: "Xue Tingrong, why?"

Xue Tingrong had a contemptuous smile on her face, and her voice was as thin as a thread: "Cheng Songan, I will not allow anyone else to kill you. You can only die in my hands."

After saying this, he spat out large mouthfuls of blood, soaking both of their bodies.

Cheng Songan frowned and said, "What kind of poison is on this dart? Aren't you good at using poison to detoxify? Just detoxify it, and stop playing tricks."

Xue Tingrong's smile changed from contempt to pain. It was obvious that the poison was very strong. She snorted softly: "Don't you want me to die? Why, you don't want to?"

Cheng Songan frowned and said nothing.

Xue Tingrong looked at Cui Yuanqing, opened her mouth, and said weakly: "Cui Yuanqing, come here."

Cui Yuanqing was watching Xuanwu finally subdue the assassin when he was distracted. When he heard someone calling him, he hesitated and did not move.

Cheng Songan nodded and motioned him to come over. Xue Tingrong might not survive this time.

Cui Yuanqing then leaned over, and Xue Tingrong suddenly generated a force, grabbing him close to her almost face to face, and whispered something in his ear.

Cheng Songan didn't hear it, but he saw Cui Yuanqing lower his brows and become extremely angry.

After Xue Tingrong finished speaking, her hands slowly dropped, her eyes looked elsewhere with a bit of distraction, and she murmured, "He won't come to see me off..."

Cheng Songan paused and replied, "Since Sister Tingyun said that I won't kill you if I don't make things difficult for you, why did you block the poison dart for me?"

The blood at the corner of Xue Tingrong's mouth dried up a little, and her body gradually stiffened. She stretched out a hand, tears welling up in her eyes, and said in great pain: "Sister, please hug me."

This tone was exactly the same as when she gave birth a few years ago. At that time, she also shouted: "Sister, please hold my hand."