Hua Yueling returned to the Criminal Department and was surprised to see Lord Wen drinking tea in the lobby, with Liao Shangshu talking to him. When they saw her coming back, they both stood up.
"Master Wen? Are you really a rare visitor?" Hua Yueling was stunned for a moment and then smiled.
Lord Liao first said anxiously: "Ling'er, you were assassinated again last night? How was it? Were you injured? You kid, why don't you let the Fengyun Five follow you?"
"Sir, I'm fine. Fengyun and the others also have a lot to do." Hua Yueling smiled gratefully at him.
"Miss Hua, will Mr. Mo not come to the Criminal Department today?" Mr. Wen looked behind her and looked a little disappointed.
Hua Yueling's heart moved and she said, "Master Wen is here to find Wushuang? I thought he was looking for Ling'er."
"Well, Mr. Mo is very knowledgeable. I would like to ask you for more advice." Mr. Wen smiled a little awkwardly.
"Really? Wushuang went to Fengyue Tea House, but Master Wen, can you come in with Ling'er? Ling'er really has something to ask Master Wen." Hua Yueling smiled at him.
"Oh?" Mr. Wen was slightly surprised and looked at Mr. Liao.
"Then you guys chat, I go in to work, Ling'er, don't neglect Master Wen." Master Liao said clearly, "By the way, remember to go to General Xiren's Mansion later. Did Yu Jin tell you?
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"Yes, I know." Hua Yueling nodded with a smile and took Mr. Wen to her exclusive wing. This was specially prepared for her by Mr. Liao. It was clean, bright and equipped with everything.
"Miss Hua, last night His Highness the Crown Prince wanted to marry you as the Crown Princess. What did Miss Hua mean?" Mr. Wen asked first.
Hua Yueling's eyes widened and she said, "Master Wen, I think your Highness the Crown Prince should know what I mean. There are some things that you don't need to say in front of others, so as not to make everyone look bad!" Hua Yueling's voice immediately turned cold.
Lord Wen was startled and felt Hua Yueling's indifference and strength and said: "Miss Hua, don't you think our Dameng is more suitable for a woman like the eldest lady?"
"Haha, there is a saying that parents are not allowed to travel far, so even if the emperor agrees, I won't go anyway! Mr. Wen might as well go back and persuade your highness, I can be friends with him, but as a couple, he
Not qualified enough." Hua Yueling said contemptuously.
Mr. Wen looked embarrassed. He had actually heard something from Jimo Ziyan, so the topic changed: "Then Miss Hua is interested in Mr. Mo Wushuang?"
Hua Yueling looked at his strange expression and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen, you really know a lot. Why don't you tell me why you are looking for Wushuang? You don't have to deal with me when you ask for advice.
." Hua Yueling got straight to the point.
"Oh? Why did Miss Hua say that?" Mr. Wen showed a surprised look.
"Last night when you met Wushuang for the first time, your face looked very strange. Did you think Wushuang looked like your old friend?" Hua Yueling extended her hand to invite Lord Wen to sit down and made tea for him herself.
Mr. Wen's face was startled and he said, "Miss Hua, why do you say that?"
"Wushuang was originally an orphan. He has been looking for his relatives. Unfortunately, his parents were ruthless and abandoned him for twenty years. He has not been found yet. Mr. Wen had a strange expression when he saw Wushuang's appearance. It's hard not to
It makes people guess, doesn't it? Tell me who he looks like?" Hua Yueling said slowly.
"Miss Hua is really observant. Indeed, Young Master Wushuang does look like an old friend of mine." Mr. Wen sighed.
"Is she from Dameng? In the palace? Is she a woman?" Hua Yueling asked three questions in a row.
Mr. Wen's face was pale, and he felt as if Hua Yueling knew everything.
"Lord Wen, don't panic. Wushuang's life experience is a big deal, and I won't talk about it casually. You also know that Wushuang and I have a very good relationship. Even if you don't tell me, Wushuang will be honest with me, so I hope Lord Wen
Can you tell me the truth?" Hua Yueling comforted her, but she had already made a vague guess in her mind.
Mr. Wen lowered his head and began to meditate.
Hua Yueling was not in a hurry, and slowly stroked her tea cup, waiting. She was happy for Mo Wushuang in her heart, as she finally had a breakthrough in his life experience.
"Actually, I'm not too sure whether Master Wushuang is the right one?" Master Wen said in confusion.
"What if there is a black mole on Wushuang's right toe that can harm his parents? Does Mr. Wen have any impression?" Hua Yueling looked at him with a smile.
"What!" Mr. Wen jumped up in shock on the chair, "Are you serious about this?"
"Master Wen, don't be excited. I don't need to lie to you. Besides, can I lie to you? You can ask Wushuang to raise his feet to show you, right?" Hua Yueling laughed.
"Yes, I was too shocked. I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it would take twenty years." Mr. Wen sat down slowly, with a solemn and tangled look on his face.
"Wushuang is your king's son?" Hua Yueling was touched when she saw his face. Lord Wen was a close aide of King Dameng and had been following him for decades.
"Miss Hua, this is related to our Mongolian royal bloodline." Mr. Wen was a little embarrassed.
"Ling'er promises with his personality that he will not mention it to anyone except Wushuang!" Hua Yue Ling had reached the peak of curiosity at this moment.
Mr. Wen sighed, picked up the teacup with trembling hands, and took a sip of tea to calm down.
"Why don't you let Ling'er guess first." Hua Yueling put down the tea cup and looked at him and said, "Wushuang had a mole on his foot when he was born, so his mother threw him away, or someone sent him Da Yue's.
Shaolin Temple, your king probably doesn’t know about this, because if he knew, Wushuang would definitely die. And for the sake of her status, Wushuang’s mother took another child to pretend to be Wushuang. This child is the current Crown Prince Jimo Ziyan, right?
"After Hua Yueling finished speaking, a sneer appeared on her lips.
"Bang!" With a crisp sound, Master Wen's tea cup fell to the ground, and he looked at Hua Yueling who was smiling slightly in horror.
"Haha, sir, be careful." Hua Yueling laughed. In fact, Jimo Ziyan's fear of the dark night before, and the mention of the word 'she' that filled him with fear, made Hua Yueling think of it.
At the same time, she is a very logical person, not to mention that she has watched too many TV dramas about palace battles, so it is not difficult to imagine it.
"You, how do you know so clearly?" Mr. Wen's lips turned white and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"Sir, please sit down. Don't panic. Ling'er will analyze it for you slowly." Hua Yueling brought another tea cup and poured tea for him.
Master Wen's hands were shaking all the time, and he couldn't calm down. The biggest secret of the Dameng Palace was actually revealed by Hua Yueling all at once. How could it not make him frightened?
"Miss Hua, you are wrong about one thing. The current Crown Prince Jimo Ziyan is not just a child he picked up. He is also the king's own flesh and blood. It's just that his mother is a maid of the third princess. The king married her back then.
On the night of the third princess, the king drank too much and became too sexually active. After favoring the third princess, he also favored her dowry maid in the middle of the night. The two became pregnant on the same day, but the little girl did not tell it. Later,
It was because the paper could not contain the fire that the third princess discovered it." Mr. Wen explained.
"Oh, that's a coincidence. Why didn't the third princess kill this maid? Isn't she jealous?" Hua Yueling was a little surprised.
"Because the third princess treats her little girl well and has been with her for five years. Furthermore, the third princess is afraid that her baby will be a princess." Mr. Wen showed some embarrassment. He believed that Hua Yue Ling understood.
of.
Hua Yueling was stunned for a moment and then nodded. She just felt that the palace was too scary. No matter which country it was, it was always the same darkness.
"Why does Mr. Wen know so clearly? Furthermore, if Wushuang is similar to the third princess, why didn't Jimo Ziyan see it?" Hua Yueling was still very curious about this man.
Mr. Wen's face turned red and he said: "That's because on the night when the third princess gave birth to the third prince, the wooden stick on the top of the bed suddenly fell down, and the third princess's face was injured. It took a year to repair it completely.
But it is different from her original appearance, and the most similar thing between Prince Wushuang and the third princess is the nose, so most people will not notice it. At that time, I was sent by the king to teach the third princess how to write, so for the third princess
I still know his appearance very clearly."
"So, Mr. Wen fell in love with the third princess at that time, so you actually had an idea about this, right?" Hua Yueling raised a smile on her lips, thinking, is Wushuang really a mother-in-law? The third princess was born as soon as she was born.
Disfigured.
Mr. Wen's face turned red and he said: "Miss Hua, don't get me wrong. I was also a passionate young man back then. Although I did have a crush on the third princess, I didn't have anything to do with it. The third princess was still very fond of me back then.
It is difficult for an innocent little girl to fight under the eyes of the queen. The king loves her very much, but the queen keeps oppressing her, which allows her to grow slowly. I don't want to see her hurt, so some places do help.
Looking at her, only I know this secret of Ziwei, otherwise Master Wushuang may not be alive anymore, this can be regarded as God's will."
"Then it is Lord Wen who suggested sending Dayue Shaolin Temple to remove Wushuang's violent aura, right?" Hua Yueling said with a smile.
"Yes, because I have been deeply influenced by Dayue culture, I have heard a little bit about these things, so I thought of this way at that time and asked people to rush all night to send the third prince here." Mr. Wen no longer has to hide anything, because he feels that Hua
Yue Ling is much smarter than him.
"It's been twenty years, and you haven't wanted to take him back?"
"No, I came this time to go to the Shaolin Temple after finishing my business in the capital. The abbot of the Shaolin Temple knows about this." Mr. Wen looked at Hua Yueling calmly.
Hua Yueling was slightly stunned. No wonder Uncle Hong left in a hurry. He must have known that someone was looking for Mo Wushuang.
"Then, are you going to take Wushuang away this time?" Huayue Lingfeng narrowed her eyes.
"Yes! After all, he is the real third prince, and the third princess also hopes that her son can inherit the throne." Lord Wen said firmly.
"It's ridiculous. After abandoning him for twenty years, what qualifications do you have to ask him to return and inherit the throne?" Hua Yueling felt that this was too selfish.
"I don't think Mr. Wushuang will abandon a country. Besides, his mother-in-law had no choice but to miss him very much." Mr. Wen's words made Hua Yueling's complexion begin to turn pale. Regardless of
Besides, it is certain that Mo Wushuang has been looking for his parents.
And he had just expressed his love for Mo Wushuang, but if the two places were separated and he would become the king of Dameng, then their love would wither before it blossomed. Could it be God's will?
"In this case, what should Jimo Ziyan do?" Hua Yueling's heart was heavy and she asked again with a gloomy face.
"Although he is the king's biological son, his bloodline is not correct. The son of a little maid can only be regarded as an illegitimate son in Dameng. Moreover, his mother has passed away. If it is announced, his situation will only be the righteousness of the third princess.
Son, you are not qualified to inherit the throne."