Chapter 429: A Laughable Fate

. 。After she was pulled out, she was fine, but the child drowned. 。Mu sighed and stopped, for the eldest princess had already turned her gaze towards them. 。Those eyes were even more venomous than th...Ji Rong didn't know about the existence of such a shop. She only said, "I would like to hear more details about it."

“Now, this fake Sixth Highness hates Ye Hongzhuang to his core. Ye Hongzhuang can't get any benefit from him here, and she could die at any moment.” 。So she needs protection the most, and someone to spread her message and even do things she can't do. 。This person must also be able to enter and exit the Duke of Su's mansion freely, which requires great ability. 。In this regard, Second Brother, such a top-tier expert, is undoubtedly the best candidate. 。She took a deep breath. It should have been since she received the three letters last time that Ye Fei Zhou and Ye Hong Zhuang had been in contact. 。Night Red's makeup should have been exchanged with Ye Fei Zhou once using the news from those three letters, but what was exchanged She didn't know what was exchanged last time, and she didn't know what was exchanged this time either. 。Knowing that the stakes for both of Night Red's outings were substantial enough to demonstrate sincerity, then conversely, the task she asked Night Flying Boat to complete shouldn't be too simple either. 。"Why don't we have someone keep an eye on him" Ji Rong suggested. "If we can see the second young master come again, then we'll know the answer." 。" Night Wenyan didn't agree, "No need to watch, I'll ask my second brother when I go back." 。"It's just..." She couldn't shake the feeling, "Ji Rong, don't you think His Highness the Sixth Prince looks a lot like someone"

Ji Rong immediately nodded, "I knew it at first glance. He looks exactly like the Regent King." 。It's not just that he looks like him, but his subordinates also say that his mannerisms in daily life are very similar to the Regent King. Some even say that after His Highness has recovered from his injury, he is just like the Regent King, carved from the same mold. 。She paused here, her voice trailing off. After a long silence, she continued, "Master, if he's avenging you..."

"Don't mention it,"

Yè Wēn yán directly interrupted Jì Róng's words. 。She's a little flustered now, about this whole Quan Qingyin thing. Everything is different from what she originally imagined. 。The whole marriage of Miss Ye Si was a scam from beginning to end. Li Taizi and Quan Qinglu spent nine years creating this scam, causing the death of Miss Ye Si. This matter is far from over. 。She originally thought that Sixth Prince had been replaced, and Ye Hongzhuang ended up in this situation, it was the best revenge for Miss Ye Si. 。Let Yehong suffer this endless torment. Miss Night, even in the afterlife, would surely rejoice. 。She was even thinking, this kind of scene has to let Xiao Shubi see it too, let everyone who harmed Miss Ye Si see it, only then will this revenge be satisfying. 。If we go by the previous plan, the account between His Highness and Ye Hongzhuang should be settled. 。>But now it seems, the debt is far from settled. The instigator of this deception is still sitting comfortably in the position of Empress Dowager. How can it be considered finished And what about the real Quan Qinglu Where was he hidden It's bad enough that he suffered so much, but if the person is still alive, she must find him. 。 Miss Ye Si had died young, not even having a grave. How could those people still live so well Seeing the flames of anger burning in Ye Wenyan's eyes, Ji Rong couldn't help but be startled. She quickly tugged at her sleeve: "Madam, what's wrong with you" Ye Wenyan hastily returned to her senses, "It's nothing, I just thought of some things and got lost in thought." 。“Think about it again, and said, “Let’s go back.” 。" She was taken aback, "Back to where" "Back to Su Wangfu!" They walked back and forth, the current Su Wangfu before her eyes wasn't the one she had demolished before, yet it still belonged to Quan Qinglu from the past. 。Could it be that the reason behind Qing's resemblance to the Regent King is simply due to their uncle-nephew relationship After thinking about what he had heard at Yong'an Palace that day, Ye Wenyan suddenly had an idea. 。She extended her hand towards the direction of Duke Su's Mansion, her index finger pointed forward. With her spiritual energy activated, a ball of fire shot forward. 。 Ji Rong was startled by this action, but it wasn't because she set fire to the Su Mansion that frightened her. It was because she discovered that her master seemed to have learned more than just a little bit of sorcery from the Emperor, she seemed to... also have spiritual power. 。She didn't ask this out loud, though she was puzzled by it. She knew what to ask and what not to ask, and she also knew that with her master's personality, anything he wanted to say would definitely be said. 。If the master hasn't said, then it's not yet time to say. 。 Then Ji Rong shut her mouth and watched as the Duke of Su's mansion burned under the impact of the fire. People shouted loudly: "It's on fire! It's on fire! Wake up! The mansion is on fire!" At that time, Quan Qingyin had already walked out of Ye Hongzhuang's room and stood in the courtyard. 。Tonight's crimson makeup guessed his heart, making his memory instantly return to many years ago. 。He was a hidden person, just like his name, Quan Qingyin, destined to remain hidden behind people for a lifetime. 。Even though he can now walk openly in the sunlight, he still has to bear the name of his twin brother, Quan Qinglu. 。He couldn't let the world know he existed because he was the son of the former Empress and the Duke, conceived as a result of their clandestine affair. He was born to be killed from the moment he entered the world. 。He survived because he was taken away and brought to the Qun's household right after birth. 。while his twin brother stayed by their mother's side, becoming the legitimate son of the head wife and the rightful crown prince of the family. 。From the moment he was born, his destiny took a divergent path. Two identical children, with completely different fates. 。Although he was brought to his father's side, his father was unable to openly raise him. He could only send him away in the dead of night, to a hidden place, to a small courtyard where even sunlight was scarce. 。He lived in that courtyard, practicing calligraphy and martial arts, always preparing for his father's great plan. 。He was mature beyond his years. At the age of four, he already understood what it meant to be repressed. When he was six, he began planning escapes, but unfortunately, none of them were successful. 。Every time he ran away, he was caught and beaten by his own father. 。

Not only would he cry after his beating, but his father would also hold him and weep, saying that all of this was caused by his mother. If he hated someone, he should hate his mother!

At the age of eight, he ran away again.

That time was during the Chinese New Year, my father entered the palace to attend a banquet. 。He ran onto the main street, facing the winter wind and snow as he walked. Although it was very cold, he felt very free. 。He even thought that if he froze to death on the street like that, it would be a pretty good thing. 。It's better to be confined to that small courtyard for the rest of my life, than to be involved in my father's plan halfway through, and spend the rest of my life living under my brother's name and identity. 。That time, he happened to meet Ye Wenyan who had fallen out of a carriage at night. The carriage was very close to him, and he almost instinctively caught the child and held him in his arms. 。Actually, at first, his reaction was to throw the person out again. But when the child opened their eyes and looked at him, he was immediately captivated by those beautiful eyes, unable to look away. 。He remembered that at the time, little Ye Wenyan stretched out his hand and rubbed it against his eyes. 。Just like that, in an instant, he became gentle for his whole life. 。From the age of eight until now, he hasn't stopped thinking about those chubby little hands, and he never stops thinking about Ye Wenyan saying to him: "Your eyes are really beautiful". 。“ The little girl who fell off the car still cried. After saying that his eyes were really beautiful, she cried, obviously frightened.” 。He was scared at the time, feeling like every cry from the little girl tugged at his heart. 。So he held her in his arms and soothed her softly, repeating over and over: "Don't be afraid, don't worry, it's okay. I caught you, you didn't get hurt. Good girl, don't be scared anymore." 。After that, he often looked for opportunities to run out and see Ye Wenyan. 。Although he watched silently, although he would have to endure a beating when he went back, he felt happy, and even during the beating, he didn't feel much pain. 。One year he chased Ye Wenyan out of the city, and in a moment of carelessness, he let Ye Wenyan fall into the water. 。At that time, he was so anxious that he didn't care about anything. He jumped straight into the water and even forgot that he wasn't a very good swimmer. 。Because he was raised in hiding, he didn't have many opportunities to practice his swimming skills. So, rescuing people was very difficult for him. He managed to get Ye Wenyan to shore with great difficulty, but he no longer had the strength to climb up himself. 。That time, he thought he was just going to die like that. He thought that dying would be fine. Dying could end his life, which was like a joke. And besides, he died to save Ye Wenyan, so it was worth it. 。But later he discovered that Ye Wen ran along the shore, and as the water pushed him forward, she followed him, stumbling several times in the process. 。He panicked, worried that she would hurt herself if she fell, and afraid that something else might happen to her. 。It was that kind of drive that propelled him onto the shore, keeping him alive. 。But when he heard Ye Wen holding him, calling out "Your Highness" again and again, a sense of despair rose in his heart. 。For many years after, he sought opportunities to be with Ye Wenyan, listening to her tell interesting stories and eating the delicious things she bought. 。He would also bring Night Wen gifts, but they were mostly small trinkets bought on the street, not worth much money. 。Because he had no money on him, the only silver coins he had were from selling things stolen from his home. 。But the house he lived in was so poor, there weren't many valuable things for him to sell. He knew Ye Wenyan had mistaken him for his twin brother, and he even told Ye Wenyan to think carefully about her lifelong affairs, that the Su Mansion wasn't suitable for her. 。And how did Ye Wen respond at that time Yes, the little girl cried, she cried very loudly. 。You say I'm so good, that you've always protected me from childhood to adulthood, even saving my life several times. Why do you still say that the Duke of肅王府 isn't suitable for me Don't you like me Where have I gone wrong Everyone says I'm beautiful, how come you just can't stand me

His heart was shattered at that moment. How could he not like her He liked her to his very core, liked her so much that he would give up his life for her.

But how could he tell her this How could he explain that I am me, and His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince is His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, that we are not the same person at allHe couldn't say it. To speak would be to die. He wasn't afraid of death, but he didn't want to die for that reason. 。That time, after receiving a beating, he asked his father when they could switch identities. At the same time, he made up his mind to complete that grand plan. He would replace Quan Qinglu and become the sixth prince, ruling over the Su Wangfu, and marry the girl who had been in his heart since he was eight years old. 。Here, at this point in time, the Su Mansion was engulfed in flames... >e was sufficiently frightened by the sudden appearance of her deceased husband, she finally drifted off to sleep. 。The armored Night General vanished as she slept, leaving only the figure of a woman i...