My child's father is me

Shen Huaibi didn't speak, her mood was a little erratic.

He suddenly remembered the young woman he met when he and his father got lost in the palace that year when they returned to court to report on their duties.

The woman was wearing a very ordinary light yellow palace dress, and her head was also tied in a neat bun.She belonged to someone who couldn't be found by throwing it into the harem with three thousand beauties, but Shen Huaibi immediately recognized that she was different from everyone else.

Because Concubine Shu's eyes are indifferent, in the palace eager for quick success and instant profit, like a pure lotus flower, it blooms gracefully in the dirty and decayed mud, stretching itself in the evening wind of the Central Plains, Out of the mud but not stained, clean ripples but not demon.

The palace man who came to look for him panted and tugged at Shen Huaibi's sleeve, wanting to take him away.

At that time, Shen Huaibi was still a half-grown boy with a thin skin, and he blamed the palace maid for making too much moves, fearing to attract Concubine Shu's attention.

But she has already looked this way.

"You...are the son of General Shen, you really look like him."

Concubine Shu looked at him for a long time, and then she spoke softly, but her tone was a little weird: "Your father and I have not seen each other for a long time. Why, are you coming back to the court today to report on your duties?"

Shen Huaibi opened his mouth, but was dragged away by the palace man before he could speak.When he was in the corner, he quietly said to himself: "That's the daughter of Miaoxi's tribe, and also our Majesty's Concubine Shu... She is usually nagging, so it's better for you not to provoke her."

That light yellow silhouette was branded deep in Shen Huaibi's heart. When Qi Mo mentioned it, he realized that he had seen the widowed daughter of Miaoxi before.

It's a pity that she was so beautiful that she left after only a few years after giving birth to the eleventh prince.

Qi Mo's face was calm, but he couldn't see how sad he was.He just said: "My concubine left behind a few Miaoxi classics, I can only vaguely understand the general meaning through those Miaoxi characters."

"The lotus flower Gu, can there be medicine to cure it?" Shen Huaibi frowned lightly, his face a little unhappy: "If there is no medicine to cure these people, the capital will send volunteer doctors to go...they will all die."

Sima Xuzhou also followed at some point, quietly squatting beside them, looking carefully at the black lotus flower slowly blooming on the corpse's wrist.

Qi Mo and Shen Huaibi didn't pay much attention to him, but Xuzhou Sima suddenly exclaimed: "This lotus! I seem to have seen it somewhere, it looks very familiar!"

Shen Huaibi's expression remained calm, as if he didn't care about the message in his mouth, and said as if nothing happened: "What's the matter? Master Sima remembered something?"

Xuzhou Sima's complexion was also not very good. He was silent for a while, as if he had made an important decision, and said solemnly: "Do you know, the general and your highness, why there are so many cities surrounded by water in the northwest, but our Xuzhou city is the only one that is abundant?" Very rich?"

Qi Mo didn't want to hear his tricks, so he went straight to the point: "What's the matter?"

"The general is well-informed, he should have heard of Xuzhou's Huaman Villa." Xuzhou Sima said slowly:

"I also know very little. I was young and didn't know the importance. I listened to the instigation of a few friends and went there to play a few times. I don't need to mention any luxury and money. After so many years, I only remember that the flowers are full of underground villas. In the paddy field above, there is a lotus pond. There are eight-petaled lotuses blooming there...I dare say that the whole Xuzhou city is so big, only this pond is full of eight-petaled lotus flowers."

"So what about the eight-petaled lotus? Could it be that there happened to be a few eight-petaled lotus flowers blooming somewhere, so it should be blamed on that place?" Shen Huaibi's voice was steady and quiet, but there was an obvious slight mockery in his tone.

Qi Mo's face changed instantly, and he said seriously: "General, we have to go to Huaman Villa. The eight-petal lotus is the family flower of Miaoxi... I suspect that this is not a plague at all, it is Gu, Miaoxi's." Gu! The source is in Huaman Villa!"

"Miaoxi's clan has been exterminated." Shen Huaibi watched him get on the horse, and said softly: "Who else knows that there is a lotus Gu?"

Xuzhou Sima's forehead was dripping with sweat, and when he was about to ride with them, Shen Huaibi stopped him: "Please Sir Sima, go and report to the prefect, I will go first with Your Highness."

Sima Xuzhou opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long time, he could only stand there, staring blankly at the two horses galloping away not far away.

When he and Shen Huaibi came last time, although the farmland was sparsely populated, there were still farmers working with their heads down.

Now that the Gu poison has broken out, the whole city is closed, and now there is no one to see.

It is late autumn at this time, and the mature rice is hanging low, waiting for the farmers to harvest it. When the wind blows, a green wave blows from the high sky, rolling and shaking the golden ears of rice.

But they all knew that this season's rice was destined to fail to be harvested.

The small hut that served as the entrance to Huaman Villa is still there, and everything seems to have not changed.

They walked through the long dark corridor and walked through the corridor filled with white light.There was no one in Huaman Villa, not even one of the thousands of priceless luminous pearls inlaid on the wall, they were stuck in the wall alone, illuminating the dark underground villa forever.

The bright red gauze is wrapped around the railing, just like the gauze covered by the women in the Western Regions, which attracts people's confused reverie.It's just that now the Huaman Villa has been completely empty, leaving only ghostly shadows behind.

The door of Manyuefang has been closed. When he and Shen Huaibi came last time, the door was opened right, which happened to prevent them from seeing the back of the door.

The vermilion facade seems to have been newly painted with red paint, making it look brand new.

A huge, black lotus flower is slowly blooming on the red door, like a piece of poisonous evil bone blooming in the blood-soaked soil.

Just as Qi Mo was about to reach out to push the door, Shen Huaibi quickly slapped his hand away, and said angrily: "You said it all, the poison probably came out of Huaman Villa, so why don't you just touch it with your hands? Is it too hot?" Is it too long?"

Qi Mo withdrew his hands, with a embarrassed expression: "Then what do you use to open it?"

"Is that slingshot you carry on your body for decoration? You can't even open a door. At that time, you said bravely that you can protect yourself with a slingshot. You are as stupid as a pig."

Shen Huaibi's unforgiving temper returned, and the left-hand whip was in his hand scratching the corner of his clothes, as if he was alive.

Qi Mo took out the slingshot and a few iron beads from his pocket.

Qi Mo pulled the slingshot, and the collapsed buckskin was stretched to the limit, and it was even before his eyes.As soon as Qi Mo let go, the three beads flew out from the leather wrapping them, and hit the blood-red door with a "clang".

Those iron beads were given to him by Shen Huaibi, which was removed from his machine, and each iron bead had been tempered by the fire, shining black and silver.

Shen Huaibi often used it to shoot wild geese flying in the sky and chickens running on the ground, often with one shot at a time, black beads go in and red beads come out.

But today, these invincible beads seemed to be thwarted. They just touched the door lightly and fell to the ground.Qi Mo has good eyesight, and saw that not only did the door not open in response, there was not even a small crack.

Shen Huaibi frowned, and slammed the slender whip with his right hand against the door——

Still nothing.

Qi Mo was a little helpless, taking advantage of Shen Huaibi not seeing, he stretched out his hand and pushed gently, the door... opened? !

Shen Huaibi looked at the opened door, and looked at him hesitantly, but finally, he didn't have an attack, and just patted the back of his head lightly: "Go in."

As soon as the gate of Manyuefang was opened, the snow-white halo outside filled most of the room in an instant, and the bright red silk was hung all over the railings, blown by the wind when the gate was opened, like many young women singing and dancing in it. A full moon workshop instantly became full of ghosts and shadows.

It seems that the copper smell of money chips still lingers inside, and the chips on the gaming table are empty, leaving only a mess of cups and plates on the table.

The candlesticks fell to the ground, and no one left without a trace. The Manyuefang, which was full of people last time, was nowhere to be seen.

Shen Huaibi picked up the overlapping gauze curtains with the whip handle left behind, and searched for them.

Before Qi Mo had walked a few steps, he heard Shen Huaibi calling him: "Eleven, come here."

According to Qi Mo's words, his long legs climbed over the winding stairs to the second floor.

The red soft carpet is printed with complicated Persian-style patterns, extending all the way to the small pavilion of the owner of the full moon workshop.

Shen Huaibi was standing outside the pavilion with a mark between his eyebrows, watching him come up.

At the end of the red carpet, in the red gauze booth, there was a person wearing a fiery red dress with a thin layer of gauze covering his face, sitting there quietly.

The owner of Manyue Fang gambled a lot of money, and killed several people with a single drink, but now he is quietly sitting on the big mahogany chair where he usually sits, with a dagger stuck in his heart.

His eyes were wide open, with two lines of blood and tears remaining on his face, he silently looked at the two uninvited guests in front of him.

Shen Huaibi stared at him for two seconds, and the whip picked up his wrist——

Sure enough, there was an eight-petal lotus flower the size of a copper coin blooming on it.

Like a silent curse.

Obviously, he didn't die from being poisoned by Gu, but an eight-petaled lotus also appeared on his body.

Shen Huaibi put down Li Fangzhu's wrist and asked, "What's going on?"

"In the beginning, you and I both thought that the source of the plague—that is, the poisonous poison—was in Huaman Villa, and there was only an eight-petaled lotus flower on the gate of Manyuefang."

Qi Mo said softly: "Senior brother, if the two flamboyant lotus flowers are really a Gu under Manyuefang, why doesn't he even cover it up, and just spread the truth out so carelessly."

Shen Huaibi recalled: "Master Li Fang was killed, and Man Yue Fang was just an innocent topping the pot..."

Qi Mo interrupted him: "You can't say that. I don't think Master Li died innocently. He was just used as a gun. Isn't Huaman Villa known as the three major villa owners? Let's go to Qixiang Pavilion first. Let’s go to the Huarong Hall.”