Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

As soon as these words came out, like thunder in a sunny day, Jiang Luoyu suddenly clenched the oil lamp at the side, but the oil lamp was suddenly completely extinguished because of the wind from his sleeve, leaving only the unbelievable in the darkness. Voice: "...What? Impossible! How could he..."

Nanny Han fell on the ground, and when she heard Jiang Luoyu's gaffe, her words were still as steady as ever, to prove that what she said was true and that there was no deceit at all.

"Back to Neijun, the young and mature son Wuya back then pretended to be in love with Neijun's mother because he knew that Neijun's mother was Princess Roujia. The eldest princess is such a smart person, but she had to hinder the power of the Wuya clan. In order to get rid of the members of the Wu Ya clan, he had no choice but to have a close relationship with Xiao Yun. After seeing each other for a long time, Xiao Yun actually fell in love with the eldest princess Roujia. He even begged the eldest princess in front of the Holy Master. Ask the people in the palace to prove that the old slave is not lying."

Jiang Luoyu pursed her lips, feeling that her heart was in a mess for a moment, thinking of the worst possible outcome, the two children in her belly also joined in the fun, kicking their legs vigorously, making Jiang Luoyu's heart palpitations and trembling Holding onto the pillar to stand firm, he retorted in a low voice.

"Impossible, my mother is definitely not that kind of person! If she knew about Mr. Min and Xiao Yun's matter, she would definitely not interfere in it.

Nanny Han kept her head down, never seeing Jiang Luoyu's terrifying expression at this time, and still calmly narrated the events of the year.

"What Neijun said is right. Princess Roujia is indeed not that kind of person. I don't know what Princess Roujia thought back then, but later she refused Xiao's request, but was forced by Wu Ya to become the clan princess. After 20 years I haven't heard from him for a year, so at that time, Mr. Min did not know what kind of method he used to give birth to his own son when he was brought back to the Murong Clan."

Hearing this, Jiang Luoyu immediately calmed down, frowned slightly, and guessed something: "Mother is missing, there is no reason anymore, the emperor can't possibly spare Murong's only direct twin, presumably when Mr. Min was arrested When you returned, did the emperor pass down a decree to seek Mr. Min?"

"That's right. Back then, the emperor wanted to ask for Mr. Min, but many years later, it seemed like an unintentional act. There were even rumors in the palace that he respected the late emperor's entrustment because he was angry with the queen. Then there was no further story, and when the news of Mr. Min's death came a few years later, the emperor even gave Murong a pension, and did not blame Murong."

The man kneeling on the ground said that it was a critical moment, and lowered his head even more: "Although this matter is not true or false, it seems that Wu Yashi caught such a request back then. He made several hints of persecution, which really made Murong panic, because at that time, Mr. Min was not innocent, and he had already given birth to a child."

"How can a twin who is no longer innocent marry into the palace?" Jiang Luoyu slowly straightened up, walked to the chair slowly, sat down again slowly, and finally asked slowly, "Yes That is to say... Zhao Min's parents... were really forced to death by these people?"

"Yes and no."

Sensing Jiang Luoyu sitting back again, Nanny Han raised her head, her eyes were frighteningly bright in the dark.

"My Lord, please be safe and don't be impatient. The old slave has not finished speaking—a few years after Mr. Min gave birth to the young son, he has been imprisoned in the courtyard. The master objected to the secret execution of Mr. Min and the child. I persuaded the old Patriarch, but Master Shang Shu refused to let go, so he has been deadlocked and unable to deal with it."

Hearing this, Jiang Luoyu's eyes flashed, and his fingers began to clenched tightly on the handle of the chair.

"However, keeping my younger brother and the newborn child in this way for several years, neither the wife nor the master could bear it, so on a stormy night, the head of the house secretly bribed the guards of the old head of the house, and the old head of the house turned a blind eye Turning a blind eye, let Master Min and the child out, both of them want to let Master Min escape from the Murong Clan and avoid such a tragic fate."

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Min didn't escape very far while holding the child, but he was blocked by Mrs. Xiao who heard the news."

"Xiao Shi?" Hearing these two words suddenly, Jiang Luoyu frowned even deeper, vaguely aware of the terrible truth behind it, and her tone became a little gloomy, "Why?!"

"Returning to Neijun, Xiao Yun, the eldest son of the Xiao family, was a famous general in the Jin Dynasty. For the future and reputation of the eldest son, the Xiao family must cooperate with the Wu Ya family. There must be no one An illegitimate son with a bad name, not to mention the illegitimate son, who is about to become the emperor's concubine, Mr. Min's own son. But Mr. Min's whereabouts were not discovered by Mr. Xiao, but Mr. Wu Ya told Mr. Xiao, It means warning and exhortation."

"I understand."

To Nanny Han's surprise, Jiang Luoyu, who was sitting in front of her, laughed instead after saying this, but her tone became more and more eerie, as if a wild beast that chooses to eat people smelled a strong and sweet scent. After the smell of blood, he finally revealed his sharp minions in the dark.

"Then, after Murong Min committed suicide, those people who have been chasing and killing Zhao Min all the way to Dataki include not only people from the Xiao family, but also people from the Wu Ya family?"

Nanny Han shook her head lightly, a look of helplessness flashed in her eyes: "I don't know about this matter, this is all I know."

"Although the things you did can't be called a word of thanks, after all, you told me this matter, solved my big doubts, and gave me a reassurance." Jiang Luoyu supported the chair handle, He stood up slowly, his eyes were cold and neither happy nor angry, but his tone was many times softer than when he just entered the door.

"Thank you for telling me this. I will let you go and promise to let you leave the city alive. As for whether you can survive to see your daughter in the end, it depends on your own ability."

Nanny Han was stunned at first when she heard the words, and then kowtowed in ecstasy. She didn't even know when Jiang Luoyu in front of her turned around, and when she left the room, she just kept murmuring.

"Thank you, Mr. Nei, for not killing me!"

A few days later, one early morning, after Jiang Luoyu watched Murong Hao leave the mansion, he sat alone in the pavilion on the corridor and sipped tea, and there were soft footsteps in his ears.

"Neijun."

Jiang Luoyu seemed to feel something in his heart, and turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Mian Xing glanced at him, and said in a low voice: "Today, by the moat, I found a female corpse. Looking at the clothes, it seems to be the mother Han who was let go by the emperor a few days ago and returned to her hometown... Yes, it was the butcher's family in that small town, just the night before we found out that Nanny Han had died in the moat, the house caught fire in her sleep, and none of the people inside... escaped."

"She didn't hide after all." Hearing the news, Jiang Luoyu lowered her head, looked at the tea in her cup with layers of rippling water, her eyes narrowed slightly, "After all, there are still many people who are smarter than her in this world." People, it can't be blamed on her not being smart, it can only be blamed on her not being tough enough."

After saying this, there was a moment of silence in the gazebo.

Mian Xing stood behind him, silently waiting for Jiang Luoyu's order.

"Forget it." After an unknown amount of time, he finally put down his teacup, his light purple sleeves brushed over the stone table, his white fingertips soaked in the sunlight pouring into the pavilion, and his tone was erratic, "Just write down these lives Put it on our account."

Wu Yashi.

When it was getting late, the man in Xuanyi, who had been busy for a day, came from the hanging flower gate, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Luoyu sleeping peacefully in the courtyard. The rocking chair was covered with thick cushions, and there was a small table next to it. On the top is a copper pot of boiling water. Sleeping Star smiled silently, lowering her head to refill the teacup next to her. It was a scene of peace and tranquility.

He walked slowly to the rocking chair, raised his hand to stop Mian Xing to say hello, and after motioning for him to step back, he sat down beside Jiang Luoyu, touching his cheek with his slender fingers, brushing against his ear and being blown by the wind. Blown hair.

"Zhaomin."

The man in Xuanyi noticed that his voice was not blurred, and knew that he was not asleep, so he responded in a low voice: "En?"

Jiang Luoyu slowly opened his eyes, straightened up and stared at him, there was a light worry at the bottom of the black jade-like eyes, but there was no trace of a smile, his eyes fell on his belly, thinking Asked: "You said, if these two children are both boys, what should I do?"

Thinking of these recent events, the man in Xuanyi immediately understood the meaning of his words, and couldn't help but frowned slightly: "You mean, the position of the eldest son?"

"That's right." Jiang Luoyu leaned on the rocking chair, her eyes fixed on her fingers and the Dark Owl token in her sleeve, "Although twins have always been born first, whoever is born first will always be the elder. But after all, he is the eldest son of the Murong clan, and my father and uncle are still fighting each other. I'm afraid that if they have the same age and birth date, in the end..."

Murong Hao is extremely smart, and instantly understood the meaning of his words. After pondering for a while, he suddenly stood up straight, hugged him, and asked in a low voice: "Are you afraid that we will wait until a hundred years from now? One will murder his younger brother because of his position as the eldest son?"