Han Changmu dodged left and right, shook his head helplessly and chuckled. The wine spilled out, but Yao Yao still didn't grab it.
His eyes suddenly fell on the inside of Yao Yao's left wrist, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
On the inside of the wrist, close to the elbow, there was a burn that was half the size of a palm. The color of the skin was slightly lighter and whiter than elsewhere. It seemed that the burn was very serious. The scars were up and down, making it look a bit ferocious.
He was slightly panicked, grabbed Yao Yao's wrist, pointed to the inside and asked urgently: "Yao joins the army, Ah Yao, Ah Yao, what is going on here?"
Yao Yao lowered his head, took a look, and smiled broadly: "Hey, hey, when I first entered Yeting, it was freezing cold everywhere in the winter. Only the kitchen was warm, so I sat on the stove and dozed off. The person was tilted all of a sudden, and this place was on fire. It’s okay, it’s been cured a long time ago.”
Han Changmu frowned and his voice trembled slightly: "Is it the first year of Yong'an, when you first entered Yeting?"
Yao Yao responded vaguely.
Han Changmu calmed down and asked again with a normal expression: "Then, do you still remember what this place looked like before it was burned by fire?"
Yao Yao rolled his eyelids and glanced at Han Changmu, as if he was looking at a fool. He chuckled and said drunkenly: "Of course I remember, this is my meat, I, I will definitely remember it. , it doesn’t look good when it’s not burned by fire, so, such a big blue birthmark is so ugly.”
She gestured with her hands and saw that the birthmark was as big as half a thumb.
These words were like a lightning strike, hitting Han Changmu's heart hard. His face turned pale, and he continued to ask with a murmur at the corner of his lips: "Ah Yao, Ah Yao, listen to me, do you still remember where you came from? Where did you enter?" Yes, where did you live before you entered Yeting?"
Yao Yao raised his head, closed and opened his eyes, looked at Han Changmu for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and said confusedly: "You, are you stupid? I, I am the family member of a criminal, where can I be? Of course... In jail, in jail."
Han Changmu's heart fell to the bottom inch by inch. He grabbed Yao Yao's wrist, held it very tightly, and asked urgently: "Which prison is it in the prison, the Department of Internal Health, the Dali Temple, or the Department of Punishment?"
"You're hurting me." Yao Yao's wrist was scratched by Han Changmu and it hurt. She struggled and slapped it on the food table, and said vaguely: "I'm in the Ministry of Punishment." She didn't know what she thought of, Suddenly he came to Han Changmu's eyes and laughed a few times: "You don't know, I, I also met a handsome, handsome young man, and he gave me half a cake. That cake was delicious. You did it, you almost didn't choke me to death." She reached out and patted Han Changmu's face, and she laughed even harder: "You, don't tell me, you look a bit like him." She touched Han Changmu Eyes: "eyes like."
She touched a little moisture, looked at her fingertips, then looked at Han Changmu's eyes, and suddenly shouted: "You, you are crying, why are you crying, don't cry, I, Isn’t it okay if I don’t eat your cake?”
Han Changmu waited for the mark of the fire and slowly fell into deep thought.
The time Yao Yao mentioned was exactly December of the first year of Yong'an.
After the saint ascended the throne, Grand Prime Minister Jiang Shen of Zhongshu Province turned a deaf ear to the saint and kept Xie Mengxia, the former Crown Prince of Yan, in charge of the East Palace and appointed him as the prince. The second king, Xie Huiming, became the king of Qin, and the fourth king, Xie Lili, became King Zhao and the Sixth Prince Xie Yuanjing were crowned King Jian. As for the other young princes and princesses, they were arranged according to their age without any titles.
In December of the first year of Yong'an, a major event occurred that shocked the whole court.
The royal envoy doctor Fang Lingyun carried a murder weapon on his way to the court in an attempt to assassinate the saint, but was caught on the spot. This crime of treason was originally intended to implicate the entire family of the nine clans, but the saint had just ascended the throne and was afraid that the court would not be able to cause too many killings. If the situation was stable, the fifteen-year-old male of the Fang family was sentenced to death by hanging, and the female family members and the male members under the age of fifteen were exiled. Although they were exiled for three thousand miles and faced many difficulties and dangers on the road, they managed to save a life.
In this public case, it is rumored that Chen Yuying, the imperial censor, reported on Fang Lingyun. Chen Yuying and Fang Lingyun were the same subjects, but they were always suppressed by Fang Lingyun. However, he harmed the Fang family, and he himself was not left behind. Well gone, the entire Chen family was imprisoned. Chen Yuying was labeled as a traitor, and her whole family was imprisoned. The men were exiled, and the women were taken into the palace as slaves. She was also sentenced to death, and she was still together with the men of the Fang family.
When Han Changmu heard these old stories in the past, he didn't understand why Chen Yuying, who was obviously the first to report the crime, was also questioned and killed.
Later, when he entered Beijing, what he saw and heard in the past year or so, he suddenly understood that Chen Yuying had hidden people and things that he should not have hidden, and offended the saint Tianyan, and that was why he was in trouble. It was just this matter Not being able to show mercy to outsiders, the saint had no choice but to accuse Chen Yuying of a crime and pinned it on her head.
It is not an unreasonable disaster, it is better than an unreasonable disaster, it is all caused by greed.
Han Changmu sighed slowly. The old things were like a revolving lantern, swaying back and forth in his mind one after another.
He slowly let go of Yao Yao's hand as if he didn't know it, and couldn't help but chuckle when he saw her eyes closed, looking like she had fallen asleep after drinking too much.
Is this a warning? This is clearly a sneaky meal in the name of warning.
He slowly rolled up Yao Yao's sleeves and looked deeply at the marks of fire. The scars stung his eyes.
Suddenly, there was a familiar sound of very low footsteps behind him. He calmly put down Yao Yao's sleeves, sat upright, closed his eyes and rested.
Qing Qian slowly moved to Han Changmu's side. Seeing that Han Changmu didn't open his eyes or object, she sat down calmly. After a moment, she leaned on his shoulder and murmured: "Master, I'm a little scared. "
Han Changmu's eyelids moved, opened suddenly, and took Qing Qian's left hand.
Qing Qian's face suddenly turned red. She half pushed and half pressed Han Changmu's chest with her hand, and said coquettishly: "Master, this place in the wilderness is not suitable."
Han Changmu glanced at Qing Qian expressionlessly, then suddenly let go of her hand and rolled up her sleeves, revealing the light cyan birthmark that he could never forget.
It was because of this birthmark that he bought Qing Qian and tolerated all the things she had done.
His whole person became extremely cold and distant, and the suppressed anger seemed to be about to burst out in an instant.
"Young Master, Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Qing Qian noticed Han Changmu's change, trembled slightly and whispered, trying to take her hand back.
Han Changmu pushed Qing Qian away and asked with a half-smile, "Have you ever been in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment?"
Qing Qian was stunned for a moment and didn't understand why Han Changmu asked like this. Was he threatening her? Her mind was spinning rapidly, and she said sadly: "After I became a prisoner, I naturally spent time in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment."
"Oh," Han Changmu raised his voice and asked jokingly: "What year, month and day was it, and who was it with?"
Qing Qian paused, not knowing how to answer.
She has no memory of the past. She only remembers that a dilapidated carriage took her and her nanny out of Beijing overnight. She can no longer remember how they ended up in Luntai.
But she truly remembered that she had never been to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, and she also truly remembered that she had lived with her nanny in a village in the countryside since she was a child.
Over the past few days, she had also made insinuations about her biological mother, but they all kept silent about what happened back then, and she was unable to ask anything.
When she heard Han Changmu pressuring her like this, her mind collapsed. She covered her face and cried bitterly: "Slave, I don't remember, I don't remember anything. Do you want me to die to prove my ambition? Okay, okay, slave , I’ll die now, I’ll die now.”
She roared at the top of her voice, turned around and was about to hit the fence, but stopped midway.
She was just pretending, and she thought Han Changmu would stop her out of sympathy, but who knew that he would just look at her with a playful face and a cold eye.
She was extremely embarrassed. It didn't matter if she bumped or not bumped. She just stretched her head and leaned against the fence.
"Why didn't you hit me?" Han Changmu asked with a half-smile.
Qing Qian calmed down for a moment and showed a sweet smile: "I still have to serve the master, how can I die? Even if I don't die, the scar on my face will be an eyesore to the master, right?"
Han Changmu was annoyed for a while, how could he be blind in the first place, how could he recognize the wrong person? When he was in prison, that girl who wanted to die neither humble nor arrogant, no matter how many setbacks she experienced, she would never grow up to be so innocent. Bottomless flattery.
He wanted to fall out, but now was not the time. He asked patiently: "I ask you, you have to answer truthfully. If there is even half a lie, you don't have to live."
Qing Qian shuddered, nodded heavily, and said in a soft and soft voice: "Young master, ask, I will definitely tell the truth."
Han Changmu raised his chin towards Qingqian's arm: "What's the matter with the birthmark on your arm?"
Qing Qian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "This is not a birthmark. It was tattooed by the wet nurse when I was young. I don't know why the wet nurse had this tattoo."
As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder. Han Changmu stood on the spot. It turned out that it was like this. It turned out that from that time on, Qi Minghui had Li Daitao's heart. In fact, she was not to blame for this. Her biological daughter was replaced. She would also have to suffer the crime of being thrown into Ye Ting, so it was understandable that she would make such a bad move.
Han Changmu was just annoyed, why he didn't investigate in detail at the beginning, why did he care about it and cause chaos.
He narrowed his eyes: "Your biological mother has returned to Beijing. When this matter is settled, I will send you back to reunite with her."
Qingqian was overjoyed. She had been thinking about her mother since she was kidnapped by the water bandits. After hearing Han Changmu's words, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised her eyelids, and suddenly fell on Han Changmu's body, soft and waxy. He smiled and said: "Thank you very much, Master. I will serve you well in the future."
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