"I checked her because..."
After all, Shen Zhixi didn't know how to express it. Qi Yuan didn't like others mentioning his past, especially his life experience.
He has hatred in his heart for his life experience.
He hated his parents for cruelly abandoning him. When Shen Zhixi's mother brought him back, he was only five years old, but the fact that he couldn't remember what happened before meant that he was abandoned much earlier, before he could remember anything. Three years old, she is almost as old as Wan Ying. When she is in her twenties, she will not be able to remember what happened when she was two or three years old.
What Qi Yuan can remember is that he was hungry and beaten all the time.
She remembered her mother saying that when she met him, he was knocked down in the snow with a stick for stealing other people's food.
Perhaps, his stick is also the reason why he forgets many things.
Similar age, similar appearance.
Shen Zhixi was almost certain that Qi Yuan was the son of Concubine Yu who was said to have been burned to death in the fire.
"Why have you been so hesitant these past two days?"
Shen Zhixi looked away at him and replied calmly: "I want to check her because of her daughter Princess Zhaoheng. It is said that Zhaoheng often commits suicide because of illness, but I saw those on her wrist. The injury felt strange, not very self-inflicted, and reminded me of another girl who was imprisoned by Xie Muyun in Cuiyun Lane."
Listening, Qi Yuan also became serious.
He sat down with grapes in his hands.
"Prince Hui said before that the Xie family has a close relationship with the emperor. It is not surprising that you suspect that Princess Zhaoheng is involved in the Xie family. However, if the blood of Princess Zhaoheng is also used to make medicine, then using her Who is the medicine made from blood for? Didn’t you say that Xie Muyun revealed that the blood he wants must be from his descendants to be useful? "
He touched his nose and thought for a moment.
"Concubine Yu is the daughter of the Minister of Rites and has nothing to do with the Xie family. So even if Princess Zhaoheng's blood was taken, it was not for the Xie family. If she was not the Xie family, then... the emperor."
He stood up suddenly, looking shocked.
"Is this what King Hui said? The Xie family has a deep relationship with the emperor. The emperor is also using the Xie family's blood-taking prescription for him... Yes, I remember that the emperor's body was... not too good."
He was very excited, as if he had learned a shocking secret.
"How can an emperor who is so inhumane be a good emperor? Tsk tsk, if everyone in the world knows about this... No, I must find out. But most people in the palace cannot enter. It seems that I am the only one who can go there in person. Exploring.”
Shen Zhixi nodded, secretly praising him for going in person.
Going to see Princess Zhaoheng's appearance in person is more trustworthy than anything she can say. Otherwise, if she had told her in advance, it would have made him feel rebellious and refuse to go again.
Princess Zhaoheng is only ten years old now, but looking at her appearance and listening to Song Lianzhou say that she has been weak since childhood, if it is true that her blood was taken to make medicine, then she must have been weak since she was a child...
Was it because of this that Concubine Yu's son was burned to death at the age of three?
In order to prevent him from being persecuted, was the fire deliberately designed by Concubine Yu to protect the child?
"Then you should be careful. There are experts in the big house."
"Don't worry, I know what's going on. I'll go find out first."
"Yes." Shen Zhixi replied calmly. On the surface, he was calm, but in fact, after leaving the palace yesterday, he was secretly calculating in his heart. If Qi Yuan is really the prince... will he be more legitimate than Prince Hui?
It was almost lunch time, and Yuanyang came back in a lack of interest.
Her hands were empty, so she certainly wasn't going to pick flowers.
Presumably, she was listless because she didn't see the person she wanted to see.
Song Lianzhou tied the kite string to the branch. The wind was very good and the kite flew without falling. He held Wan Ying and sat down next to Qi Yuan, looking at him deliberately, which made Qi Yuan grit his teeth again.
It would be boring to see too much, so Shen Zhixi just pretended not to have seen it.
Fang Rou and Yuanyang prepared a lot of small cold dishes, which were just in time to eat in spring. However, the two of them were concerned about Song Lianzhou's identity and did not dare or refuse to sit down together. After taking some food, they sat down on a big rock by the stream from a distance.
Shen Zhixi reached out and took it several times, but Song Lianzhou didn't let go and handed Wan Ying to her.
Wan Ying was in a good mood today, and she didn't want to quarrel with Song Lianzhou when Wan Ying was happy, so as not to scare Wan Ying.
After eating a few mouthfuls, she got up and went to the river.
But no matter what, I feel better today if I can come out and take a breath.
After having lunch and resting for a while, Song Lianzhou took Wan Ying to play again, picking flowers and catching butterflies. Wan Ying's happy laughter seemed to be heard throughout the valley.
"That's all, as long as Wanying is happy."
Shen Zhixi lay back on the blanket, closed his eyes and slept for a long time.
When we returned to the city, the sun was about to set.
Song Lianzhou didn't send her back to the Hou Mansion, of course, just to cooperate with the show.
When I entered the door, I met a person coming out of the door. He was a middle-aged man, whose facial features were somewhat similar to Xie Muyun. When he saw Shen Zhixi, his eyes lit up at first, and then he showed some vague guilt. He always felt that his eyes were a little flinching.
"This...this is Zhi Xi. She does look a lot like your mother."
He smiled at Shen Zhixi, and Shen Zhixi reluctantly curled his lips.
"I am your second uncle."
"...Second uncle." Shen Zhixi narrowed his eyes slightly. No wonder he felt that he looked a bit like Xie Muyun. It turned out that he was Xie Muyun's younger brother, Xie Changde.
"It's been a few days since you've been here, and my second uncle still can't find time to come over. He will come to see you another day, another day, with your second aunt."
Shen Zhixi did not accept the polite words and only said: "I saw that my second uncle looked in a hurry just now. I guess there is something else, right?"
"Yes, now that we have said this, my second uncle will no longer be polite to you. My second uncle is indeed preparing to do something important."
"Then uncle, go quickly."
Xie Changde nodded and smiled, stepped past Shen Zhixi, walked down the steps and got into the carriage.
"Axi, do you think he looks weird?"
"Yes." Shen Zhixi nodded and said softly: "Do you remember the girl in Jiuyun Lane I told you before? There is only one woman, Zhuang Yulan, in Xie Muyun's backyard. I thought that girl was also Xie Muyun. The illegitimate daughter outside has just met Xie Changde."
"You mean, that girl is not Xie Muyun's daughter, but Xie Changde..."
"Shh." Shen Zhixi motioned Fang Rou to go back to the courtyard.
It wasn't long before they arrived at Shi Xingyuan, but Wan Ying was so tired that she couldn't walk and had to be carried.
Although she was sitting in a carriage when she came back, she was really running around in the mountains today. She spent a lot of energy and didn't take a nap. It's normal to be tired.
Shen Zhixi leaned over and picked her up. Just as he took another step, a person came out from the corner of the yard.
It's Xie Muyun.
Xie Muyun didn't show any expression when he saw them. He only looked at the exposed arm of Shen Zhixi holding the child and the wound on her wrist that was strangled by the hemp rope.
"I told you, please think carefully."
After saying this, Xie Muyun strode away.
It seemed that the scene in the wooden house where he was bullied by Song Lianzhou had indeed reached his ears.
Shen Zhixi calmed down and returned to Shixingyuan.
She carried Wan Ying to the bed, and as soon as she touched the pillow, Wan Ying fell asleep immediately.
Just as she was about to turn around and send Wan Ying's changed clothes to be washed, she suddenly bumped into a broad chest behind her.
"it's me."
It's Song Lianzhou.
Shen Zhixi exhaled to calm down his shock and asked him, "Didn't you go back home?"
"Go back home, I just want to take you back home with Wanying."
