Ci Jinzhi

Chapter 153 Who Am I?

His voice was very soft, but without any hesitation.

Xin You's eyes turned cold, and she met his eyes.

His eyes are calm and calm, which is unpredictable.

Xinyou struggled for a moment, then calmed down: "Why did Mr. He say that? I'm not Kou Qingqing, who is it?"

He Qingxiao looked at the girl who was calm on the surface but had resistance written all over her hair, her eyes softened, but the words she said made Xinyou feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"What's your relationship with Empress Xin?"

The candlelight flickered, coating the girl's pale face with a layer of yellow.

Xin You's fingertips trembled, and she wanted to hold it hard, but it was numb due to the cold.

She wasn't sure how much the other party knew, and she was weighing between denying it to the death and provoking it.

But she had to admit that when she had an intersection with Jinlinwei and came into the sight of the governor of Jinlinwei, he was destined to become a boulder on the road of revenge.

The first encounter was the beginning of the trouble.

He Qingxiao knew that if he spoke out tonight, he would face her cold resistance, but at this moment, he was still stabbed by her eyes.

When he was doing this errand, he had encountered countless disgusting and hateful eyes, and he had long been able to turn a blind eye to them, but it turned out that she was different.

But he had to go on.

"Wanyang...is the hermitage of Empress Xin?"

Xin You's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at him expressionlessly.

He Qingxiao went on self-consciously: "Originally, because Ms. Kou paid special attention to Wanyang, I guessed that Ms. Kou's father's death might not be an accident, so I sent someone to investigate in the south. Later, I found out that the Zhou Tong family that Ms. Kou came into contact with came from Wanyang. Yang moved to the capital..."

Xin You listened to He Qingxiao silently, feeling something was wrong.

At this time, whoever speaks first, whoever speaks more, is tantamount to turning over the cards to the other party first.

It is impossible for He Qingxiao not to know this truth.

Why did he do this?
She raised her eyes and looked into his face.

He Qingxiao's eyes moved slightly, and he continued: "Miss Kou pays special attention to Guchangbo Mansion, and Zhou Tong has also been to Guchangbo Mansion. Zhou Tong has been in Wanyang for many years, and his position is humble, so he would not have anything to do with Guchangbo Mansion. Miss Kou, an orphan who lives in her ancestral home, has no reason to be involved with Guchangbo's mansion."

"Is there any more?" Xinyou asked.

At this point, she no longer guessed randomly, and simply waited for the other party to clarify.

"Also—" He Qingxiao looked at her, "Someone from Guchangbo's residence went to Wanyang in early summer."

After hearing this, Xin You didn't change a bit, she just waited quietly for him to continue.

"It's unlikely that these things are a coincidence. What's there in Wanyang?" He Qingxiao paused, then continued, "I sent people to the south to investigate for so long, but they didn't find anything about Miss Kou's father. A tragedy was discovered by accident."

Xinyou's eyes tightened, and she squeezed her fingertips tightly.

"According to the people in the nearby villages, there are some people who live in the mountains and occasionally walk outside. Most of these people are women, who know medical skills and have rescued many people. When someone takes the initiative to seek medical treatment in the mountains, they cannot be found. Traces..." He Qingxiao said what he had found, "Judging from the time and various behaviors of these people, they are very similar to Empress Xin who has been missing for many years."

Xinyou lowered her eyes slightly.

It turned out that there were still people who remembered my mother's good deeds.

He Qingxiao was silent for a moment, and finally it was time to tell the truth: "Miss Kou came to Beijing at the age of 12, and she seldom stepped out of Shaoqing's mansion. When she lived in other places, she was just a well-behaved lady. And the girl Kou in front of me has outstanding martial arts skills, and is good at disguise. , and even understand physiognomy. Everything is unreasonable, no matter how bizarre the answer is, I can only accept it. The Kou girl in front of me is not Kou Qingqing, but probably a survivor of the tragedy in the valley."

Xin You lowered her eyes and understood.

At this time, He Qingxiao has no evidence that the person buried in the valley is his mother, and he is also guessing about her identity as a survivor of the tragedy.

She buried her mother and the others with her own hands, and it was difficult to have evidence to prove her mother's identity.

And when the results of the investigation point to a conclusion, even if there is no evidence, it will not change his mind.

What Xinyou didn't understand was the reason why he said these things without conclusive evidence, which would undoubtedly make him fall into a passive position.

Xin You looked at the person in front of her.

His eyes are gentle and clean.

Xinyou's heart skipped a beat.

Maybe——she doesn't have to hide it to the end?
He Qingxiao is the governor of Jinlinwei Town, and will report to the emperor if he finds out these things.He took the initiative to say this to her, which in itself represented an attitude.

attitude towards her.

Xinyou quickly made a decision.

She's taking a gamble.

There is never a perfect solution in this world, and some choices are made by judging the situation.

"It seems that nothing can be hidden from Mr. He. I am indeed a survivor of the valley tragedy."

Xinyou's acknowledgment caused He Qingxiao's eyes to become turbulent, and there were countless questions he wanted to ask her.

Xin You was very straightforward: "If you want to ask Mr. He, just ask."

"What's the girl's name?"

This question made Xinyou take a deep look at him: "My baby name is Ayou."

Ayou——He Qingxiao looked a little uncomfortable.

This name is too intimate...

The girl on the opposite side obviously didn't reveal the meaning of her full name.

He Qingxiao had never felt so sad before. After considering it over and over again, he tentatively asked: "Then I will call you Miss Youyou from now on?"

Grapefruit girl?
The corner of Xinyou's mouth moved.

Fortunately, my mother didn't give her a weirder name at the beginning.

"Master He, please call me Miss Kou, at least for now I need this identity."

He Qingxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Is it Empress Xin who had the accident in the valley?"

Xinyou nodded slightly.

He Qingxiao was not happy when the speculation was confirmed.

Both of his parents died when he was young. Although there are many servants in the Hou Mansion, they are separated from people's hearts. The only one who has family affection is Aunt Gui.

And Aunt Gui was specially sent by Empress Xin to take care of him because of his loneliness.

He heard a lot about Empress Xin from Aunt Gui, and deep down in his heart he respected Empress Xin as his father.

That's why, when he investigated the tragedy in the valley and found that it was probably the reclusive Empress Xin, his first thought was not to report to the emperor, but to talk to Miss Kou.

Even if there is no coincidence tonight, he is going to find her tomorrow.

Xin You was taken aback by He Qingxiao's reaction.

Is Mr. He sad for his mother's death?

This discovery warmed her cold heart a little.

She seemed to bet right.

"Then what is your relationship with Empress Xin?"

Xin You was silent for a while, and said softly: "My mother is Empress Xin's maid. Empress Xin has always treated me like a daughter. I escaped by luck, and I came to Beijing to find the murderer who killed Empress Xin and my mother. "

He Qingxiao looked into her eyes and asked a crucial question: "Empress Xin was pregnant when she left the palace, did she give birth to a prince?"

The people sent by Guchangbo Mansion have not returned to the capital so far, and they seem to be looking for someone.

And his people accidentally learned that among those people living in the mountains there was a young man, who was considered to be of the right age.

(End of this chapter)