The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"...I remember, but that was not written by my father. Three generations of the Lou family were loyal and never had a rebellious heart." How could he forget the old grudge? Even if the Lou letter turned into a slope of yellow earth, he would still remember it clearly.

Putting his hand on Lou Jian's shoulder, the prince consoled her, "I know."

"That day, I wanted to trace the source of the letter, thinking that as long as I caught the ghostwriter and testified in court, I could clear the Taifu's name. However... afterwards, I found out that the person who forged the letter seemed to be just a teacher in the market. In his spare time, he made a living by copying ancient books and selling imitations. He was good at copying the brushstrokes of ancient books, and his handwriting was so real that it could be mistaken for the real thing."

When talking about the past, You Mu was speechless and still could not cross the gulf of hatred.

"After many twists and turns, I sent someone to find out where this teacher lived. However, when I sent someone there, he had already died. He was accidentally... buried in a fire."

"…This is, destroying the body and covering up all traces." This situation is so similar to what happened in Lou Mansion that day!

You Mu nodded, confirming Lou Jian's guess.

"Although that man lived alone, he had an unknown son. I searched for him for a long time, and it was a coincidence that I caught him and you on that day."

The list of personnel collected from the Qinghe Sect's stronghold was of great help to him. Not only did it allow him to find the teacher's son, but it also gave him a clearer picture of the details of the Qinghe Sect members.

Because of these, using the threat of the lives of the Qinghe believers and the inducement of Yang Ciyu's daughter's illness, it was natural to lay this hidden line for Prince Yu.

He gave Yang Ciyu's daughter, who had been born with a hidden heart disease, the opportunity to recuperate and receive treatment in the Medical Valley, and she would naturally obey his orders.

Moreover, the Qinghe Sect was dissatisfied with the old system and wanted to overthrow the imperial court, while what he was doing was to change the dynasty. They had different paths but the same goal, so why not cooperate?

Lou Jian looked up and met the person the prince was referring to: "Bai Qi?"

"It was him. His father died. He only heard the neighbors' description and realized that the other party seemed to be involved in a power struggle. He couldn't find out the truth, but he knew that the one who attacked was a member of the royal family. Therefore, he hated us royal children and joined the Qinghe Sect."

After the wound on his upper body was treated, the prince stood up, lowered his gaze, and gestured to Lou Jian with the medicine bottle: "Untie the belt."

Her thoughts were distracted for a moment. There was a scratch on her leg, but Lou Jian didn't care. But since the prince saw it...

Unbuttoning her belt, Lou Jian followed the prince's instructions and placed her legs between his knees.

"...No wonder he advocated the assassination so much back then. It turns out he had this deep hatred behind him."

The water in the basin was still warm. The prince helped Lou Jian wipe the blood off her skin and flesh, and then applied medicine on the wound in the same way.

Having fed him Baijie Dan in advance, he was not worried about the poisonous wound, but the pain was inevitable. You Mu took the cake that Yan Cheng brought him and fed him a small piece before continuing to explain.

"Like his father, Bai Qi also has the ability to confuse the original. The letter sent to Prince Yu was written by him. As for He Fang, he and Bai Qi traveled together, one stealing secrets while the other keeping watch, and they worked very well together. And my plan...just happened to require such a talent."

Lou Jian listened to what the prince said and looked sideways. The other party had a calm expression and did not show much emotion.

But Lou Jian found it difficult. These plans were closely linked and had long intervals between them. He didn't know when the other party started planning and deduce them, but he knew that during those six years, the other party must have thought deeply and survived with the lives of many people on his shoulders.

He knew very well how difficult this situation was.

In comparison, his revenge was nothing. In the beginning, he even hated the wrong person.

Jiang Ya was guarding the East Palace, Jiang Feng was secretly accumulating strength, and even those from the Qinghe Sect were trying their best to help.

Only he was too relaxed.

A pair of invisible hands grabbed her chest. Lou Jian lowered her head, guilt rushing to her head, and her nose was about to be drowned by the sourness. "Brother... am I, useless..."

He thought he knew the prince's plans well enough, but he participated very little in these matters.

He seemed to be of no help.

He had just finished the task at hand when the person next to him leaned on his shoulder, sniffling and wiping tears, looking even more aggrieved than Shushu who was throwing a tantrum in winter.

One big and one small, they always need someone to coax them. Fortunately, You Mu was already used to it and was very good at coaxing people.

"Why are you crying again? You are an adult now, and you know that you shouldn't cry easily."

Pinching half of Lou Jian's cheek, You Mu tilted his head and gently touched her:

"Ajian is very useful. Ajian protected me today. Isn't the scar on half of his body proof of that?"

“Brother…” Lou Jian hugged him, and even though she hadn’t put her clothes on yet, she held him tightly and refused to let go, and she stopped crying.

"Your Highness...! I will take my leave."

Jiang Feng pushed the door open to report, and saw Lou Jian in dishevel holding her own prince. He was stunned for a moment, but then he remembered his brother's letter. He endured it and did not draw his sword towards Lou Jian. He then closed the door and left.

You Mu pushed the slave who was clinging to his waist and interrupted: "Okay, stop crying, then get up, put on your clothes, and take the wooden basin out."

"It's late at night, I need to rest."

"...I'll go get some water for my brother to wash." After loosening his arm, Lou Jian changed his clothes, and took out the old clothes and the basin of water mixed with blood.

Seeing Lou Jian finally push the door open and come out, Bai Qi, full of questions, immediately pulled He Fang to chase after her.

On the other side, Jiang Feng, who had just walked out of the yard, saw Yan Cheng about to go in, and hurriedly reached out to stop him, fearing that his straightforward character would disturb His Highness's conversation: "Are you going to see His Highness?"

Even though Jiang Feng knew from his brother that Lin Zhu was Young Master Lou, he still felt bad for the way he shouted at His Highness to kill him. But His Highness was concerned, so what right did they, as his subordinates, have to say?

"Well, I think I can't hide the danger I encountered today from His Majesty, so I need to coordinate the words with His Highness."

"There's no rush. We can talk about it tomorrow. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's go for a drink?" Finding an excuse, Jiang Feng forcibly dragged Yan Cheng away.

"...Oh, no, I..."

"It's okay. There's a lot going on tonight, so it's only natural to relax a bit."

Lou Jian was making a fire and heating water in the woodroom, and two more people squeezed in front of the slightly crowded stove.

Bai Qi picked up some dry firewood and helped put it into the fire. He squatted down and talked to Lou Jian about the past: "Brother Zhu, it's really unexpected to see you here. Don't you think so? Lao He."

The old man nodded and said with a silly smile, "Yes, it's strange. Last time on the long street, you and I were discussing the assassination, but in the blink of an eye, we have all become the prince's subordinates. It's really like what the storyteller said, things in the world are unpredictable!"

Watching the orange-red flames burning, Lou Jian slowed down adding firewood and started talking to the two of them.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"That day, the members of the Qinghe Sect were kidnapped. I guess you left together." Bai Qi and He Fang were friends who had known each other for life. The two of them had a tacit understanding. With the reckless He Fang around, it should not be difficult for them to escape in the chaos.

"...Uh, that's not the case. To be honest, that prince is really good at scolding people." Bai Qi raised his chin and pointed at the prince next door through the wall.