Man'er thought thoughtfully, then shook his head for a while, "I don't know."
Yuan Qingling looked at her confused and troubled look and couldn't help but said: "Man'er, do you mind if I help you with hypnosis?"
"Okay, whatever the princess asks the servant to do, the servant will do."
Man'er said sweetly.
Yuan Qingling first lit the agarwood incense, then put soft cushions on the imperial concubine chair for her to lie down comfortably. He moved a chair and sat in front of her, looking at Man'er with gentle eyes, and said
: "Man'er, now imagine the mountains, water, woods, people, and animals running in the mountains in your southern Xinjiang."
Man'er began to think that one scene after another was not very clear, and even a little blurry.
"Okay, now close your eyes. Don't think about what I asked you to think about just now." Yuan Qingling's voice was very gentle, like the spring breeze blowing, making people feel peaceful instantly. "Don't think about those winding mountain roads.
You can’t think about those dense woods, the animals running around in the mountains, and the quietly flowing river with residual leaves floating on the river and spinning in the water. You can’t think about these anymore, you have to forget them.”
As Yuan Qingling's voice sounded slowly, Man'er's memory of the mountains and rivers of southern Xinjiang gradually became clearer. The more he told himself not to think about it, the obsession kept lingering there.
The mountain road was lined with hawthorn trees, with red fruits hanging on the roadside. Occasionally, the sound of hawthorns falling could be heard. The mountain was filled with colorful datura flowers and wild lilies in the mountains. She walked there.
On the mountain road, there was a rabbit following behind her. When she turned around, the rabbit hid in the grass and did not come out for a long time.
Someone called her, and she raised her head and answered. Then, someone held her hand and walked forward. The person walking in front had a tall back. He was talking, saying that she was not allowed to run out alone.
She called out to the man, "Aweng!"
The man turned back, his brows blurred, but she could feel the gentle gaze.
Yuan Qingling had been quietly watching the changes on her face. She began to be calm, smiling, and coquettish, and finally began to change. She was a little nervous, and her body kept tightening. After a while, she suddenly let out a scream,
He opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed Yuan Qingling's wrist with both hands, his eyes were full of panic, and he was breathing heavily.
Yuan Qingling patted the back of her hand gently and said gently: "It's okay, it's okay, it was a dream, it was a dream."
"Dream?"
Man'er's face was still pale, and he was stunned for a long time, "Have you fallen asleep, slave?"
"Yes, you fell asleep," Yuan Qingling held her hand and asked softly: "Tell me, what did you dream about?"
"Aweng is dead."
Man'er murmured, the look of horror in his eyes getting even worse, "A lot of blood was flowing down the stone steps. He lay on the stone steps, was kicked by someone, and then rolled down and became motionless. It was very big.
The fire kept burning and it came over."
"Aweng?"
Yuan Qingling looked at her, "Is he your Aweng?"
Man'er was very flustered, "I don't know, I don't know, the princess, I don't know."
"Okay, Man'er, don't panic, we don't want to think about it anymore, we don't want to think about it anymore."
Yuan Qingling hugged her. He had never seen her in such a panic, and couldn't help but feel extremely guilty. If some of her memories were sealed, the person who sealed them for her must want to protect her and not want her to face them.
"This dream is so terrifying."
Man'er shivered all over.
"It's a dream, so don't take it to heart, don't think about it, don't think about it anymore."
Yuan Qingling patted her back and comforted her.
Man'er was held by Yuan Qingling in a daze. The fragments in the dream were still very clear. The bright red blood seemed to be flowing out of her heart, which hurt.
Yuan Qingling comforted her, told her to go back and rest, and then told Qiluo to watch her and tell her immediately if anything happened.
Later in the evening, Yu Wenhao also returned to his room. Yuan Qingling poured him a glass of water. He sat down and waved his hand, "I won't drink anymore. I drank a lot of tea while chatting with them."
"How about it?
How did the King of Southern Xinjiang die?"
Yuan Qingling sat down and asked.
Yu Wenhao sighed softly, with a solemn expression in his brows, "It was a disaster that destroyed the family. What they said was similar to what Xiao Hongchen investigated. When the corpses were cleaned up, only the bodies of the Nanjiang King's concubine and their little daughter were found in the Nanjiang King's family.
Found, but the concubine had already left before the incident happened to the King of Southern Xinjiang, so she should not have been involved in that disaster."
"What about their little daughter?"
Yuan Qingling's heart ached, wondering if it was Man'er.
"I don't know where they are. Two or a few servants in the mansion ran away. I suspect that they escaped with the little princess. These people Xiao Hongchen investigated and informed me that this is indeed what happened."
Yuan Qingling asked: "How old was the little princess at that time?"
"She should be eight or nine years old. Now ten years have passed. If the little princess were alive, she would be about the same age as Man'er."
Yu Wenhao said.
Yuan Qingling's face changed slightly, "Who is the murderer?
Can you find out?"
"At that time, it was suspected that the wizards in northern Xinjiang had sent people to do it, because they had never been very obedient to the rule of the king of southern Xinjiang. Unfortunately, no witnesses were found at that time. Except for the few slaves and the little princess who escaped, there were no other witnesses.
All the people died, and even the mansion was burned down."
Yuan Qingling looked at him sharply, "Burn down the mansion?"
Yu Wenhao said: "The burning was not finished because the murderer retreated at that time and the people nearby came to put out the fire, so the body can basically be identified."
"Is the King of Southern Xinjiang lying dead under the stone steps?"
Yuan Qingling asked again.
Yu Wenhao looked at her with surprise, "How do you know?"
Yuan Qingling gasped, "Oh my god, Lao Wu, Man'er might really be the youngest daughter of the King of Southern Xinjiang."
"How to see it?"
Yu Wenhao asked.
Yuan Qingling told Yu Wenhao what happened after hypnotizing Man'er tonight and what Man'er said, "She said she saw Aweng bleeding a lot and being kicked down on the stone steps, and he didn't move.
Then he said he saw a lot of fire, which is consistent with what you said."
Yu Wenhao's expression became solemn, "Old Yuan, no one can say anything about this. The people in southern Xinjiang have been looking for this little princess, especially the wizards in northern Xinjiang. They have sent people to Beijing, ostensibly to find the old friend of the witch and the original
The missing witches, but I suspect they are here for the little princess."
"Are they going to kill Man'er?"
Yuan Qingling already regarded Man'er as a little princess.
"I don't know what the purpose is, but if the death of the King of Southern Xinjiang was caused by wizards from Northern Xinjiang, they might want to eradicate it. Hey, no, did Man'er remember the things about Southern Xinjiang from your hypnosis?
But she has connections with Southern Xinjiang. Didn’t she originally want to arrange a waiting period?"
"Yes, Man'er seems to know some people from southern Xinjiang, but she has no impression of her parents and family."
Yuan Qingling felt very strange. Are there still people in southern Xinjiang who keep in touch with Man'er?
Yuan Qing Ling paused for a moment and thought in a more dramatic direction, "Tell me, is it possible that someone, Li Daitao, treated Man'er as his own daughter? After obtaining a new identity for Man'er, he was given away by his two mothers-in-law.
Living in Beijing, you will be thousands of miles away from southern Xinjiang and away from danger."