Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

Jiang Xue looked at He Zhilin in shock and said, "What did you say?"

"But you were not in the capital at that time, and Grandpa He would definitely keep his mouth shut when it came to the royal family. How could you..."

"Perhaps my grandfather wanted to keep secret for the rest of his life," He Zhilin said slowly with a sad look on his face: "Perhaps the people and facts involved in this secret were so important that he could not let go until his death, and he still left some clues. "

"Clue?" Jiang Xue stood up suddenly and said hurriedly: "What clue?!"

No one wanted this clue more desperately than she did.

For three years, she was trapped in the quagmire of self-blame for Jiang Chen's death. At first, she resented Xiao Qi, but then when the news of Xiao Qi's death reached her ears, she began to blame herself and fear again.

When Xiao Qi faced her questioning, he didn't offer a word of defense.

He seemed to have already determined some facts and just silently accepted the blame.

At that time, Jiang Yu told her that for her sake and the stability of the two countries, this matter would not be known to her father and mother. Xiao Qi could have left Ji safely, but she was unwilling to let go of the culprit who killed Jiang Chen, and finally tried her best to let Xiao Qi die in Qingzhou.

But when she returned to her dream at midnight, she began to be frightened.

Fearing that the truth of what happened back then was wrong, fearing that she had killed Xiao Qi by mistake.

She had secretly checked in the palace many times for any clues related to what happened that year, but the results told her that there was nothing wrong.

The poisoned Li Congde seemed to appear out of thin air, and no one in Ji had any dealings with him. It was recorded in the palace records that his parents and family members had all passed away. She sent people to the people for verification, and finally found out that Li Congde lost his father when he was young and was displaced to the border of Hebei and Gansu. He was adopted by a wealthy businessman from the Qian country, but later died. He was expelled for stealing, but he immediately returned to the country of Ji and entered the palace as a yellow gate without stopping.

Everything points to Xiao Qi's father, King An of Qian Kingdom.

In countless nights when she woke up from nightmares, she told herself over and over again that there was nothing wrong, it was Qian Guo's ambition, and it was Prince An who conspired with Xiao Qi and his son.

But every time I think of Xiao Qi's sad eyes when she stabbed Xiao Qi's chest with a dagger, and that faint sentence——

"Axue, do you really want to kill me?"

She will fall into an endless nightmare of madness.

Later, she began to have sleepless nights, and even thought about ending this painful situation several times, but whenever she saw the loving and worried eyes of her father and mother, she hesitated again.

She spent two years trying her best to forget about her future and the past, and began to focus on being a princess and the daughter of her father, the emperor, and her mother.

For the peace of mind of her father, the Queen, and her mother, she was willing to marry Gu Lintan, the new top scholar in the court who was praised by everyone in the court.

But Jing Ye came, and Jing Ye told her Xiao Qi's true life experience.

Would a child who was rejected by King An, and a person who had a grudge against King An for killing his mother, still fight for King An, risk his life, and go to an enemy country to assassinate the crown prince?

But if, if Xiao Qi is not, if Xiao Qi is not, then everything -

It's all her fault.

"What clue is it?" Jiang Xue's voice was hoarse and she growled at He Zhilin: "Since there is a clue, why did you tell me now? Why didn't you tell me when I confessed to you that day?"

He Zhilin couldn't help but be stunned when he saw her eyes turning scarlet.

He knew how big a blow Jiang Chen's death was to Jiang Xue, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Jiang Xue's arm and tried to comfort her, saying: "Your Highness, don't worry, I only learned about this yesterday, and I originally planned to go over to you today to explain it to you. Sit down first, drink this sweet soup, and listen to me slowly talking to you."

Jiang Xue was trembling all over and was pushed back onto the chair by He Zhilin. She remained motionless and only looked at him with pleading eyes.

He Zhilin's eyes showed an unbearable look, and he said slowly: "Yesterday, I received a family letter from Jiaodong. The elders of the family will renovate the ancestral hall in the near future, reshape spiritual tablets for the ancestors of the He family, and also write books and treatises for the medical masters of the past dynasties of the He family."

"When they were recollecting and sorting out their grandfather's belongings, they unexpectedly found several letters written by his grandfather, hidden in one of his most cherished ancient medical books. Before, my grandfather passed away suddenly, and the family had no preparation. The funeral ceremony was carried out in such a hurry that no one ever discovered these things."

"On the envelope is my grandfather's handwriting, which says many things."

"My grandfather told me that anyone who sees the letter must not open it. If this letter is to be opened, it can only be opened by me."

The more He Zhilin spoke, the more complex his eyes became.

"The envelope also stated that if I never return to Hebei Province again in my life, these letters will be burned. If I have returned to Hebei Province and decide to stay, it will be up to me to decide whether to open these letters."

Jiang Xue's eyes changed from pleading to astonishment, and she said in a daze: "Brother He thinks that the contents of these letters are related to the events of that year?"

He Zhilin nodded and said hesitantly: "I think my grandfather spent nearly half of his life in Taiyuan Hospital. He watched his highnesses grow up, and the things he couldn't let go of most in his life were medical practice, inheritance, father and family. I am your highnesses."

"It is probably these people who can still care about him so much after his death. And I have learned a lot, and my father has been able to take care of himself even though he is ill. The rest is the matter in this palace."

"And since he emphasized that if I don't return to the capital, don't read the letter. I guess this letter can only be related to the capital."

"Where's the letter?" Jiang Xue asked anxiously, "Have you brought the letter?"

He Zhilin shook his head and said: "These letters relate to matters that are too important to be sent to the capital so rashly to avoid being lost or leaked. I have already written back and told the people in the clan that I will return to Jiaodong in a few days. Ask them to put the letter away without leaking any information, and only wait until I get back to open it."

"In a few days..." Jiang Xue murmured, "But now your medical clinic is about to open, how can you just leave?"

"So I have been busy arranging the medical clinic in the past few days," He Zhilin comforted, "just to open the medical clinic first and hire a few more senior doctors to take charge, and then I will go back."

Jiang Xue suddenly remembered something and asked: "Then what are you going to say to Gu Lintan? He regards you as his pawn now. If you leave the capital without authorization, how can he turn a blind eye?"

He Zhilin said: "Your Highness, do you still remember that the purpose of opening this medical clinic is to allow me to settle down and act in this capital as one of the heirs of the He family?"

Jiang Xue nodded and said understandingly: "I understand. Since you want to borrow the name of the He family, it makes sense for you to return to Jiaodong to ask for instructions from the teacher. After receiving the instructions, you can practice medicine."

"That's right." He Zhilin saw that Jiang Xue's mood had eased a lot, and his heart was mostly relieved. He picked up the sweet soup on the table and motioned for Jiang Xue to drink it.

Jiang Xue suddenly remembered what she had told Lu Xiang yesterday about asking He Zhilin to come to the house to diagnose his pulse and nurse him back to health.

"Brother He, there is one more thing I forgot to mention."

"What's going on?" A gust of wind came from the door of the house, and the door was kicked open instantly, and a cold and deep voice came from outside the house.

"I wonder if the princess can talk to Guya?"

Jing Ye looked at Jiang Xue coldly with impatience in his eyes.

Jiang Xue was startled, and when she poked her head out, she saw Jiang Qibin behind Jing Ye, helplessly spreading his hands toward her, and mouthing to her, "I can't stop him."

She looked back at Jing Ye and saw that the anger and coldness in his eyes seemed uncontrollable.

"The princess came here with an orphan, but left her loneliness behind to chat with others in a secret room for a long time. What is the meaning of this?"