The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

The old man turned around and took off his mask. His eyes were red as he said, "Aren't you curious about your own identity? Especially the 'surnames' of you and your aunt?"

"What do you mean?" Long Qi looked at the face without the mask. He felt strange yet familiar, as if he could see this face every time he encountered something unexpected.

My aunt was indeed reluctant to talk about his background, but what does this have to do with his surname?

The old man's eyes were deep, and he sighed, "My dear, do you know that the surname Long was originally the royal family surname of Yanqi? If you are willing to listen, then I will tell you a story and you will understand everything."

Long Qi remained silent. He had not yet explained the old man's identity clearly, so he remained suspicious of what he said.

"More than a few decades later, the daughter of a vassal king named Li in the Tang Dynasty was made a princess. She had a straightforward personality and married to Yanqi regardless of the will of the Tang emperor and the vassal king. At that time, Yanqi was just a vassal state of the Uighurs. The king of Yanqi felt guilty for marrying the princess, and in order not to let her down, he promised to disband the harem and not take any more concubines. But a few months after the princess became pregnant with the prince, the king suddenly made a woman from Yanqi his concubine and doted on her, forgetting his feelings for the princess. The princess was angry at the king's fickleness and threw poison into the well, so the king and the concubine were covered with sores all over their bodies."

The old man paused after sighing when he heard this. Seeing that Long Qi did not show any unusual expression, he stroked his dry beard and continued, "The king was so angry that he drove the pregnant princess back to the Tang Dynasty. At that time, Yanqi was soon broken by the Uighurs and the king had to lead his troops to the battlefield to fight to the death, but was... annihilated by the Uighurs. Before that, some of the people in Yanqi who did not escape had been poisoned by the princess. The poisoned people were covered in sores and ugly. The border was broken, and the general of Yanqi returned to the city in defeat and injury. When he learned that the strange poison was difficult to cure, he captured the princess who had not yet fled back to the Tang Dynasty. Then he led hundreds of civilians to disguise themselves as poor merchants and came to the Tang Dynasty for refuge with the help of the Yanqi princess, the prime minister's wife."

The old man looked at him again, "Later, the Tang princess gave birth to the king's son, and the general sent the son to the prime minister's residence. The general was also willing to obey Princess Yanqi's order to keep everything secret and secretly protect the royal descendants, so he hid his identity!"

Long Qi thought it was ridiculous and raised his eyebrows and said, "So, I am the daughter of a vassal king and the descendant of the King of Yanqi? And you are the General Yanqi?"

The old general's eyes were filled with tears. He didn't expect that the old general had listened to everything he said. In his excitement, he performed a strange salute, which was obviously not the custom of the Tang Dynasty.

He felt relieved. "After nineteen years, I finally told you the truth. You know that you were born without parents, but you don't know why."

"Why don't you continue to hide the secret?" Long Qi asked straight in the eye without changing his expression.

The old general was a little surprised. He was indeed a descendant of King Yanqi. No matter how unbelievable it was, he remained calm. I didn't know whether he believed it or just treated it as a story.

However, the old general had anticipated his question and answered him without hesitation: "After all, you will know it sooner or later. Madam Xiang didn't tell you because she was afraid that you would not be able to accept it. But now that you are about to come of age, there is no need to keep it a secret. I can't bear that you don't know the reason anymore, so I can only take the initiative to tell you."

"Why should I believe you?" Regardless of whether it was true or not, he felt that it must not be as simple as just telling him the so-called 'truth'. Perhaps the other party had a deeper purpose, and this purpose was the reason why he had to do this. "

Seeing that he was still cautious, the old general couldn't help but laugh: "I told you this just to let you know - you are not alone, you have more than a hundred Yanqi people who are still living in sorrow."

Long Qi sneered and said, "Whether what you said is true or false, since the Yanqi Kingdom is no longer the same as before, what do you want me to do this time? What can I do? I grew up in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and my aunt is like my biological mother. Since she chose to hide me, I naturally accepted it. Besides... the people of Yanqi were born in sorrow, and you, as a general of Yanqi, are unable to save them, so what can I do?"

The old general knew that he was testing him, just to draw out a deeper purpose. He thought for a moment and said truthfully: "I am helpless... I really can't save him, and I know that even my husband can't do it."

"I know you don't believe it for now, so I will invite you to come back to Yanqi Village in a few days to take a look and you will know whether my words are true or not." The old general said with regret, looking at the wall outside the house, and it was obvious that he was about to leave. "It's getting late, you should rest early."

Suddenly, he turned his head and saw the poisonous strain in Long Qi's hand. The roots were black and there was fine soil falling on them. His expression was complicated.

"Do you know the origin of this medicine?" Long Qi frowned.

The old general took a closer look and his expression changed slightly: "This chrysanthemum originally existed in Yanqi, but..."

Suddenly he realized something and stopped talking.

"Just what?" Long Qi frowned and looked at him, taking the opportunity to ask, "My aunt was poisoned by someone. It seems that it was done by someone you know?"

He clenched his fists, determined to catch him no matter if it was true or not, so he walked up to the old general and said simply, "Could it be related to you?"

"Old man...how could it be related to me?" The old general's face sank, although it seemed that he was hiding the panic in his heart, "When I was the left general, I was always loyal to Yanqi. How could I do such a stupid thing as murdering the princess? This strain is indeed a rare poison. Some of it was planted in Yanqi. Its fruits and stamens are poisonous and are only used in military defense. So I didn't know that someone used it to poison the princess!"

Suddenly the old general lowered his eyelids and suddenly realized that this poison was almost extinct even in its country of origin. How could it suddenly appear in the Prime Minister's Mansion?

If it is true as Mr. Lang said, that someone he knew poisoned him, then it is not impossible. After thinking about it, only one name came to my mind!

"In that case, you don't have to leave. Why don't you stay in the mansion and wait for me to find out the truth before you leave?"

The old general came to his senses and saw that he was about to call for his servants, so he immediately stopped him and said, "I know that you have doubts in your heart, but if you trust me, this doubt will be solved soon."

After the old general knew that he shouldn't stay any longer, he turned over and was about to escape. Long Qi didn't react in time, so he dodged and chased after him.

The old general knew that he could not escape Long Qi's pursuit, so he deliberately left something behind, "This is something that belongs to you, remember to keep it well. I believe that all problems will be solved in due time."

Long Qi caught a golden hairpin thrown from the darkness. When he chased after the old general, he had disappeared into the night and no one knew which direction he had gone.

He looked at the gold hairpin in his hand. Although it was a bit old, it looked smooth and delicate, as if someone had used it often. Could it be that she was still alive?