Recalling the past, Butler Xu seemed to be a little emotional: "Back then, I was just a poor boy with nothing, but Mrs. Darcy was born into a noble family, and her natal family was a Danish aristocrat. Even in such a situation where she was not from the right family, Mrs. Darcy tried her best to exclude her.
Everyone agrees that they all want to marry the master, so one can imagine how deep the relationship between the two of them is. After the marriage, the master has always been very kind to Mrs. Darcy, and it really hurts her to the core."
He paused: "I still haven't figured out why Mo Yuxi appeared later. I also never felt that the master really loved that woman."
The more Xia Tong listened, the more surprised she became. Butler Xu's words really overturned many of her previous thoughts.
Everyone said that Qin Han fell in love with a girl after getting married. Not only did he have a child with the girl, but he also made Mrs. Darcy angry to death. It also created a estrangement between father and son Qin Muzhen for so many years.
But at this moment, Butler Xu told her that Qin Hansheng's true love was Mrs. Darcy and had nothing to do with Mo Yuxi?
Xia Tong becomes more and more confused. Who should she believe?
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At 8 o'clock in the morning, the sun shines directly in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The wind blows the floor-to-ceiling curtains, creating beautiful ripples.
Xia Tong felt that the sun was so dazzling that she subconsciously pushed him beside her and muttered: "Mu Jie, pull the curtains..." But she only felt the coldness beside her pillow.
She sat up and searched blankly for that familiar figure. When she faced the cool but somewhat sunken pillow on the other side, she was at a loss.
Then I remembered that she was not in Huyuan Villa now, but living alone in the guest room on Zuofeng Mountain.
Suddenly feeling a little depressed, she lifted the quilt and couldn't help but feel funny. Did she already miss him after not seeing him for a day?
When I walked out of the room, a maid happened to pass by and saluted respectfully: "Good morning, young lady."
Xia Tong asked: "Have you seen Guaiguai?"
The maid replied: "Miss Guaiguai is having snacks in the garden. Do you need me to take the young lady there?"
"No need." Xia Tong said, "You go down first. I'll go find her by myself after washing up."
"yes."
July is approaching, when the sun is at its most intense. After taking basic care of her face, Xia Tong thought about it and applied a thin layer of sunscreen.
She tied up her hair and put on a simple, refreshing skirt. Xia Tong was about to go downstairs to find Guaiguai, but she saw her daughter at the window at the end of the corridor having a great time playing with several children of the same age.
She thought about it and immediately gave up the idea of looking for her.
Xia Tong was not hungry, so he took a walk along the mountain road without breakfast. In the early morning, the mountain forest was filled with the smell of earth. The sunlight was crystal clear, the trees were like washing, and a clear mist seemed to be rising in the air, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Xia Tong was in a good mood and couldn't help humming a tune. As he was walking, he saw a middle-aged woman walking towards her, carrying a bag of things, looking like she was struggling.
As they passed each other, Xia Tong couldn't help but ask: "Do you need my help?"
The woman raised her head and took a step back warily. When Xia Tong saw her appearance clearly, he felt his heart tremble. The wrinkles on the woman's mottled face were shocking, especially those dark gray eyes.
The eyes are like dry water, seemingly unable to withstand even a single wave.
She didn't say anything, she just nervously grabbed her things and left. Xia Tong looked at her staggering back, and for some reason, a chill came up behind her.
Xia Tong shook his head, not wanting to ruin his mood because of this unpleasant encounter. He continued walking forward, and as he walked, he suddenly felt that the scenery around him was very familiar, as if he had been there a long time ago.
When a huge pit appeared on the road ahead, she suddenly realized. This was the pit she fell into last time with Qin Muzhao. Xia Tong walked along the edge of the pit, thinking about the past, and the corner of her mouth
Can't help but raise it.
As I continued walking forward, a strange thought suddenly came to my mind.
Why is there such a pit on the mountain? It doesn't look like it was formed naturally, it looks like it was dug manually. Suddenly, she paused.
Recalling what Su Ruo had said to her before she died, she told her that Qin Hansheng's drug hiding place was probably somewhere on Zuofeng Mountain.
Zuofeng Mountain, deep pits, traps, drug hiding places...
Xia Tong raised her eyes and wondered whether the road she was taking now was the road leading to the place where the drug was hidden. If so, would she be able to find it if she looked further up?
Xia Tong's heart suddenly started beating wildly, and a thin layer of sweat began to form on her palms due to nervousness. She calmed down her chaotic heartbeat and continued to search upwards. But just after taking two steps, the phone in her pocket suddenly came to her mind.
.
It was an unfamiliar number. She hesitated and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
"Young mistress?" It was a young voice, it should be Zuo Fengshan's servant.
"Yes, is something wrong?"
"Where are you now? My master is feeling better and just woke up. Let me call you over."
Xia Tong looked down at his watch: "Now?"
"yes."
She turned around and walked down the mountain: "Okay, I'll go back right away."
When she hung up the phone, she glanced behind her again, her eyes slightly downcast. Today was a bad time, so she would come back when she was ready next time.
And the moment she turned around, Xia Tong didn't notice. In a corner behind her, a pair of dark gray eyes were staring at her closely. The eyes were cloudy and lifeless, like a dead person.
People who have been around for a long time.
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As soon as I returned to the villa, I was greeted by a servant.
Xia Tong asked: "Where is the master?"
"The master is in the room. He just woke up this morning and hasn't had breakfast yet. He has been waiting for you, young mistress." After saying that, the servant handed her a tray with porridge.
Xia Tong took the tray. Although he was curious about why Qin Hansheng had to wait for him to come back to deliver breakfast, he didn't ask any more questions. He took the tray and hurried upstairs.
She stood still at the bedroom door and knocked. She heard several deep coughs through the door, followed by an old voice: "Come in."
Xia Tong then pushed the door open and walked in. A strange smell mixed with medicinal and fishy smells immediately hit her nostrils, which made her stomach churn. Suppressing the discomfort in her heart, she raised her head and said, "Dad,
you're awake?"
At this time, Qin Hansheng was lying crookedly on the bed. His illness made him look very haggard, but his sharp deep eyes remained unchanged. They seemed warm and peaceful, but they could not hide their bloody nature, which made people feel sad.
One more look and you will tremble uncontrollably.
Seeing Xia Tong walking over, he suddenly asked casually: "I heard you went out early in the morning?" He smiled faintly: "Where did you go?"