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Upon learning that Ruyi Tower had been attacked, Qing Luan appeared remarkably calm. "Has everyone left?" The absence of casualties was a small blessing amidst the misfortune.
"No, those foreign individuals are still there. They don't seem worried about any danger," A-Song reported cautiously.
"Heh heh..." After hearing A-Song's words, Qing Luan suddenly laughed inexplicably. She had been eager to uncover the secrets of those foreigners, yet inadvertently, she had saved Ruyi Tower this time. If it weren't for the fear that those foreigners might be in trouble, someone like Prime Minister Huang would likely have set Ruyi Tower ablaze without a second thought.
The lives of others were of no concern to him.
"Miss, what should we do next..." A-Song was puzzled by the sudden, strange laughter from her.
"There's no rush, let's take our time," she said, tapping her fingers lightly on the table, her smile fading slightly.
A-Song looked at her calm demeanor and thought to himself: Miss, you may not be in a hurry, but I am! How long will this uncertainty linger before we reach a conclusion!?
Having followed her for five years, he had never been privy to her inner secrets. Since she began with the Zheng Family five years ago, he sensed that things were more complicated than they seemed. She wasn't just helping Hu Ye; there were other motives at play. Ever since arriving in the capital, he noticed her subtle maneuvers against Prime Minister Huang and even Xuanyuan Rui. It became clear to him that many issues lay beneath the surface.
"Is there something on your mind?" Seeing A-Song staring blankly at her, Qing Luan asked curiously.
After more than five years together, she trusted A-Song immensely—not only because he was Hu Lingyun’s person but also due to their shared experiences of life and death over the years.
"Miss, what exactly is your grudge with Prime Minister Huang?" After holding back for so long, A-Song finally voiced his question. "Sister Yun has been asking me about Qin'er lately. I don’t know; Qin'er won’t say anything. Sister Yun is nearly at her wit's end but is too afraid to ask you. Her temper has been unbearable these days... Miss, you should trust us!"
This question had been stuck in his throat for a long time; he feared that asking might provoke her.
"..." Upon hearing A-Song's words, Qing Luan fell silent. She hadn’t thought much about it; for her, this matter was a painful secret. Speaking about it would only reopen old wounds—something she had long sought to avoid—except for that time when Xuanyuan Rui had cut her open...
"Miss, we are absolutely loyal to you. We would risk our lives without hesitation; we just wish to understand what blood feud exists between you and Prime Minister Huang. Why must you provoke such a formidable opponent?" Though anxious inside, he felt compelled to ask for clarity.
"Sigh!" Qing Luan suddenly sighed and rubbed her forehead in embarrassment, feeling quite awkward. Deep down, she thought: I really acted foolishly. I didn’t want them to get entangled further in my affairs, yet they have always supported me. They were already involved from the moment they chose to follow me.
"Call Yu Wei over tonight and have Sister Yun come as well. There are some things that need to be told to you all!" As A-Song was about to speak again, Qing Luan made up her mind.
A-Song was taken aback for a moment but then nodded excitedly, saying, "I'll go tell them right now!"
"Miss," Qin'er entered from outside. She had been standing at the door, listening to their conversation, and softly asked, "Are you really going to tell them?"
"They've fought alongside us so many times; they're family. We should tell them!" She understood that Qin'er was concerned for her, but she trusted her own judgment.
As for the business of Ruyi Tower, Qing Luan didn't care much about it. If it came to it, they could always change the name and continue thriving.
"..." Seeing that the miss had made her decision, Qin'er chose not to say anything more.
That evening, Sister Yun and Yu Wei arrived. Their faces were devoid of smiles, only serious expressions, which left Qing Luan speechless—she was about to share important news, yet they looked as if they were ready to confront her.
After signaling for them to sit down and having Qin'er serve tea, Qing Luan kept her head down, contemplating how to convey everything to them.
The room was silent. Yu Wei wore a serious expression, lacking his usual playful demeanor. They all focused intently on Qing Luan, waiting for her to speak.
"Ha!" After taking a deep breath, Qing Luan looked up at them and suddenly felt like a criminal being interrogated.
"You all know that my true identity is Chen Qingluan..." Once they nodded in acknowledgment, she began recounting the story she had kept hidden for so long.
Qing Luan started from five years ago when she was driven out of the Chen Family by Huang. She spoke of her life in the fishing village, how it was destroyed, and how she escaped with Qin'er and Tide before encountering Zhao Yun... She poured out all the details of her story, including her discovery of the black-clad men responsible for the massacre.
When she finished telling the story, everyone fell silent as they processed what they had just heard. Only Qin'er sat quietly beside them, wiping away tears from the corners of her eyes. Though many years had passed, she still felt haunted by the terror of being hunted and the anxiety about facing an uncertain future.
"So you're saying there were no pirates at all?" Yu Wei quickly reacted, immediately grasping the crux of the matter.
"Yes!" Qing Luan replied simply.
"What about the news from the south, saying that Pirates Attacked the Village and many soldiers were injured or killed? What is going on?" This news had spread throughout the capital, and everyone was already aware of the victory led by General Bu, who had defeated the pirates. It was celebrated as a triumphant battle, lifting the spirits of both the nation and its people, but little did they know it was all part of a conspiracy.
"It is Prime Minister Huang's scheme... You could say that my expulsion from the fishing village marked the beginning of this conspiracy... and it involves an even greater secret!"
"What secret?" Sister Yun shifted uneasily in her seat. She had not anticipated that the enmity between her lady and Prime Minister Huang began at such an early time—goodness, back then her lady was only ten years old. How much suffering had she endured to achieve what she had today? When Sister Yun first met Qing Luan, she thought she was just a wealthy young lady out for a stroll, unaware of all that she had been through, achieving everything through her own efforts.
"The root of it all is the desire to eliminate General Xuanyuan Hui," Qing Luan's tone grew heavy. In truth, none of them knew how it all began. Was her expulsion from the Chen Family related to Xuanyuan Hui, or did her being cast out become a catalyst for everything? Regardless, it was all aimed at making Xuanyuan Hui disappear.
"General Xuanyuan?" The group exclaimed in disbelief.
"That's right. When General Xuanyuan died, it was said that he was targeted by pirates seeking revenge. But if there were no pirates, then his death becomes suspicious," Yu Wei's mind raced quickly. Having spent much time in the martial world, he could piece together clues to uncover a multitude of threads.
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