The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

As if he knew that no matter whether he answered or not, he couldn't escape now, so he might as well cooperate well. The man became much more honest.

Everyone also moved their positions and took him to a secluded place.

Then, Jiang Yunluo asked the question just now again and said, "Tell me, who are you and why do you come here every year?"

"I……"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse.

But no one urged him, waiting for him to organize the language on his own.

After waiting for a while, he finally heard him speak slowly: "I am Dong Yan."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they looked at each other, waiting for him to continue.

Immediately hear—

"I come here every year today to pay homage to... Emperor Ming's daughter."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked!

Their eyes subconsciously turned to look at Jiang Yunluo!

Jiang Yunluo's eyes were also full of shock. Unexpectedly, he revealed what they wanted to know most in one sentence, and quickly asked: "Aren't you from Donglai? What does Emperor Ming's daughter have to do with you?"

Dong Yan was silent.

Jiang Yunluo was a little anxious and couldn't help but want to continue asking.

Just as he was about to speak, Ling Fengshuo held his wrist and shook his head gently.

She moved for a moment, knowing that she was too impatient, so she could only suppress all her emotions.

Looking at Dong Yan again, he also frowned.

Her fingertips were picking at the hem of her clothes unconsciously.

It's a sign of nervousness.

After a long time, he sighed deeply and said in a hoarse voice: "Well, if it can attract King Shuo to come and investigate in person, it must be that something big happened in the court. These things have been weighing on my mind for a long time. Even if I say It's over, you kill me on the spot, and I accept my fate..."

After Dong Yan said this, he suddenly relaxed a lot.

Then he said in a deep tone: "Seventeen years ago... I went on a mission by the way. I guess... you all should know that Emperor Ming and his wife and children went to Donglai as an envoy. On the way back, they were unfortunately assassinated and both their children died. At that time... ...I watched helplessly as the little princess... rolled down the cliff."

Jiang Yunluo's pupils shrank suddenly.

Dong Yan is still going on.

"At that moment, I softened my heart and wondered whether I should save her, because... I also have a daughter, but in the end... I still watched her fall. Later... King Cheng took people to the bottom of the valley to confirm..."

"Wang Cheng was there at that time?!"

Ling Fengshuo and Jiang Yunluo asked questions almost at the same time!

Dong Yan, who was interrupted, was startled and looked at them with some confusion: "Didn't you already check the list of everyone who went that night? Didn't you know that King Cheng was also there?"

He didn't know that Jiang Rongcheng's name was not recorded.

After saying that, looking at everyone's expressions, he also reacted, with a wry smile on his face.

"Oh, after all, we are relatives of the emperor...haha...hahaha!"

Dong Yan laughed loudly, with sadness, anger, and unwillingness in his laughter.

"go on."

Ling Fengshuo reminded him with a cold expression.

Dong Yan stopped laughing and continued in a hoarse voice: "The boy's body was not found, but the girl's body was picked up by King Cheng. What a coincidence... That night was the day when Princess Cheng gave birth to her daughter. I I wanted to suggest that the little princess should be buried properly, but unexpectedly, King Cheng took the initiative and said that he would bring her body to this temple to give her a good salvation, which would also be considered as a way to accumulate virtue for his daughter...and then..."

Dong Yan was suddenly silent for a moment.

As if he was remembering something, his expression suddenly became a little hazy.

His fists were also clenched tightly.

"After that... a group of us who followed King Cheng to the scene that day were inexplicably separated and divided into other formations. Not long after, someone died unexpectedly during the mission. Xing Dahai was the first to realize this. But it’s too late to leave.”

"I was the only one who was lucky enough to save my life, but my family was killed. Since then, I have been anonymous and have been living until now. Every time I wake up from my dream, it is the child rolling down the mountain watching me. Smiling at me..."

"So I come to worship her every year on the day of her burial, praying that if the child has a soul in heaven, I will spread all my resentment on Jiang Rongyuan! This Donglai will be turned upside down! No one can think of peace!"

His last few words were ringing.

The lingering sound echoed in the courtyard.

Little did he know that Princess Beiming, who he said would turn Donglai upside down, was right in front of him.

Everyone looked at each other.

I have already figured out what happened back then.

Jiang Rongcheng's biological daughter, the real Princess Yunluo, died not long after she was born.

Po Wen once said that Jiang Rongcheng was not at home when the accident happened, and she went to find someone to notify her.

By chance, he picked up the "princess" who was still alive.

I don't know what method was used to hide it from everyone, thinking that the child had died.

Then he changed the situation and took the child back.

His real biological daughter was enshrined in Lingyin Temple.

Until now, Dong Yan still thinks that the person he comes to worship every year is Luo Hongxiao's daughter.

The air suddenly quieted down.

No one spoke.

Dong Yan saw that several people were silent, but became curious.

"So...why does King Shuo want to investigate what happened back then?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Ling Fengshuo replied coldly.

Then he took out a stack of banknotes and put them on the table, and said in a deep voice, "You can go."

A trace of surprise flashed in Dong Yan's eyes.

I didn't expect that they would actually let me go.

I thought that if I asked him what happened back then, I would kill him and silence him.

He has lived enough and is ready.

but now……

Dong Yan squinted his eyes slightly, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Then he raised his hand and accepted the stack of banknotes.

"It seems that you are really investigating what happened back then."

He stood up slowly, limped and picked up his crutch, looking straight at Ling Fengshuo.

"In that case, I will tell you one more thing."

"Do you really think... that assassination was just a civil strife in Beiming, and you want to put the blame on Donglai?"

"What do you mean?"

Jiang Yunluo's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Dong Yan laughed again.

"You should understand what I mean. I can't provide any evidence. If you want to find out, go and investigate for yourself."

Having said this, I don’t know why Ling Fengshuo wants to investigate this matter.

But at least, they are not here to silence the people of the past.

That is to have completely opposite purposes.

This Donglai...

I'm afraid something is going to change...

Thinking about it, he said no more and limped towards the outside of the courtyard.

No one stopped.

Until his figure completely disappeared in the courtyard.

Everyone then slowly looked at Jiang Yunluo, their expressions a little complicated.

The sentence just now, "No one can think of peace," is like a prophecy, imprinted on everyone's heart.

If Jiang Yunluo wanted to, she could indeed turn the entire Donglai world upside down.

half an hour-

Jiang Yunluo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, go back and rest."