Nan Xing was a little stunned. She probably didn't expect that the first question out of her daughter's mouth was actually about her father.
However, if you think about it, whether it is in modern times or in ancient times, her beloved has no father.
A little girl without a father.
Although she used to be a child, she became sensible after the age of three and never asked about her father again, so as not to make her sad.
However, Nan Xing knows that in her daughter's heart, her father's identity can never be replaced by anyone.
She really wants to know.
Nan Xing looked at Qing Ge for a while, then whispered: "If mom says, I don't know, will you blame mom?"
"Mom doesn't know?" Chu Qingge didn't blame her, but she didn't understand!
How come you don't even know it yourself?
Could it be...
"Oh, your mother, I'm not that carefree, although I really like super handsome guys."
But, things were not what she thought!
How could it be because there are too many men and they don’t even know who the daughter is born to?
"I have only had one man in my life, but I don't know who he is."
It was a night that even she herself had little memory of.
She was bewitched, and she still doesn’t know who cast it.
That night when I was poisoned, I was delirious.
She only remembered that there was a man who had been with her all the time, and he used the most primitive method to transfer the poison from her body to himself.
A night of absurdity.
The next day, it was as if the incident had never happened, and there was nothing wrong with anyone around me.
No one mentioned what happened that night again.
"What kind of poison did you get?" After listening to the song, Qingge felt chilly and inexplicably restless.
If it was a fatal poison, wouldn't her father be no longer alive?
"According to my superficial understanding of the voodoo technique, it is probably a kind of voodoo that can eventually control my mind."
"The poisoned person wants to control you?"
Could it be Nanqing?
What Nan Qing wants most is for Nan Xing to go back, be obedient and be a puppet emperor.
At that time, Nan Qing was not too old, but she also knew that flowers would never last forever, and she had to find the most suitable candidate before she grew old.
But, she will grow old one day.
If he bewitched his daughter and made her a puppet, Nan Xing would probably not be able to survive after he passed away.
In the Southern Jin Dynasty, there will be no king.
"Not Your Majesty." This point that Qing Ge thought of was also considered by Nan Xing.
"Is it Nanyang?"
"It shouldn't be her. I was in the border town of Southern Jin that day, and I originally planned to leave Southern Jin. Unexpectedly, His Majesty personally chased me."
"As for Nanyang, that year the south was attacked by a coalition of horse thieves. The eldest princess personally led the troops to pacify the border town. She had no other skills."
Qing Ge frowned.
Not Nanqing, not Nanyang, then, who else wants to control Nanxing?
Could it be Feng Jiuqing or Chu Fengjin?
However, with Feng Jiuqing's obsession with Nan Xing, he shouldn't do anything to hurt Nan Xing.
As for Chu Fengjin...
"Uncle Nine Emperors is proficient in the art of Gu..."
"It's not him." Nan Xing just smiled lightly.
As for why it was not Chu Fengjin, she had no explanation.
Qingge suddenly thought of another possibility: "Uncle Nine Emperors is proficient in the art of poison... Mom, you said that man used the method of combining to induce the poison from you to himself... At that time, among you,
Is Uncle Nine Emperors the only one who knows the art of refining and removing poison?"
