Chapter 1122 - Chapter 1122: The Truth
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Chapter 1122: The Truth
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Su Xiaoxiao brought him brown sugar buns, peanut sugar buns, and brown sugar pancakes.
Lu Aotian was about to starve to death and hurriedly took a bite. His soul soared to the sky. âMy Grandpa! Itâs so delicious!â
The food on the island was disgusting. It was either fish or shrimp.
After leaving the island, he realized that there was actually so much delicious food outside.
This familyâs sugar buns were the best.
He took another bite of the sesame seed cake.
The sesame cake was also so delicious!!!
Lu Aotianâs eyes lit up as he wolfed down the food.
Su Xiaoxiao sat on the small stool opposite him and looked at him with her chin in her hands. âDo you want to tell me some other information?â
âHavenât I finished telling you?â
Lu Aotian was very busy!
Su Xiaoxiao said, âYou just said that Xiahou Yan came to the Great Zhou to control the royal family to become the next City Lord, but isnât he an adopted son? Is an adopted son qualified to be the heir?â
Lu Aotian took a bite of the brown sugar bun and a bite of the brown sugar pancake. He puffed up his cheeks and said, âThe Island Master doesnât have a biological son. He only has four adopted sons!â
âOh.â Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows. âWhy doesnât he have a biological son?â
Lu Aotian said, âHow would I know? Iâm not from the Xiahou family!â
Su Xiaoxiao opened the food box and took out a bowl of cold canned lychees she had made.
The sweet lychee fragrance instantly assaulted Lu Aotianâs nose.
Lu Aotian, who had eaten so much dry food, immediately felt a little choked.
There were a total of two bowls. Su Xiaoxiao picked up a bowl and ate.
âHow sweet!â
Her round face was cute and she made it look extremely appetizing.
Lu Aotian swallowed. âBut he has a daugh ter. Madam gave birth to her.â
Su Xiaoxiao asked, âMadam?â
Lu Aotian stared at the can of lychee in Su Xiaoxiaoâs hand. âConcubine.â
Su Xiaoxiao quickly finished the first bowl and went to get a second bowl.
Lu Aotian said, âThe City Lord had a marriage with the Palace Lord of the Hundred Flowers Palace in the early years. He was originally going to marry the Palace Lord, but because of Madam Ruts appearance, the marriage between the two of them was ruined.â
Su Xiaoxiao asked, âCan you tell me more?â
Lu Aotian said, âI heard it by accident. I donât know if itâs true.â
Su Xiaoxiao said, âJust tell me.â
Lu Aotian sighed and said, âItâs said that Madam Ru was pregnant with the City
Lordâs flesh and blood back then and was plotted against by the Hundred
Flowers Palace and was poisoned. Only the Hundred Flowers Palace and the Sang Flower could cure her. However, the Sang Flower is a restricted item of the Hundred Flowers Palace, and the Palace Lord refused to give it to her. The City Lord felt that the Palace Lord was vicious and domineering, so he personally went to snatch it. Unexpectedly, the Palace Lord was actually pregnant. The moment the two of them fought, the Palace Lordâs pregnancy was affected..
âWhen she gave birth, the Palace Lordâs qi and blood were exhausted, and the child was not born. In the end, one corpse and two lives were lost.
âFrom then on, the grudge between the Hundred Flowers Palace and the City Lordâs Estate was formed. When the City Lord found out about this, it was too late for regret. Unfortunately, the dead canât be revived.â
Su Xiaoxiao hummed.
She was here to ask about Xiahou Yanâs background. She did not expect to encounter such a big piece of gossip.
Seeing her deep in thought, Lu Aotian couldnât help but ask, âWhatâs wrong?â
Su Xiaoxiao touched her chin and said solemnly, âI smell dog blood
(melodrama).â
Lu Aotian sniffed and frowned. âReally? It only smells of sugar!â
Su Xiaoxiao continued, âDoes Xiahou Yan know about these things?â
Lu Aotian said, âThis kind of thing is a secret. If itâs spread, the gossiper will be beheaded by the Island Master. How will he know?â Su Xiaoxiao looked at Lu Aotian suspiciously. âHow did you know?â
Lu Aotian wanted to say something but hesitated.
Su Xiaoxiao picked up the second bowl of canned lychees.
Lu Aotian made up his mind. âI heard it from Granny Ghost!â
Su Xiaoxiao said, âDo you have a relationship with Granny Ghost?â
Lu Aotian said, âGranny Ghost needed a medicinal herb once. Only our Fire Slaughter Sect has it. I went to make a deal with her and eavesdropped on her conversation with someone. Donât tell Granny Ghost! If she finds out that I eavesdropped, sheâll kill me!â
Su Xiaoxiao said with a faint smile, âAre you afraid of Granny Ghost?â
Lu Aotian curled his lips. âElder Qiu has already lost to her. Who on the island isnât afraid of her?â
Su Xiaoxiao nodded.
What such a powerful person said was more or less true.
Although she did not know how useful these rumors were to her for the time being, her trip to Thousand Mountain Island was imperative. There was no harm in knowing more inside information.
Lu Aotian was focused on eating the buns and pancakes and couldnât react for a moment. Su Xiaoxiao didnât ask who Granny Ghost was.
It was impossible for a Great Zhou person to have heard of Granny Ghost unless she had connections with the people on the island.
Lu Aotian was still unsatisfied. âI want another pancake!â
After coming out of the woodshed, Su Xiaoxiao digested the information Lu Aotian had provided.
Putting aside the melodramatic triangular relationship,
It was known that Xiahou Yan had come to Great Zhou under the orders of the Island Master of Thousand Mountain Island, who was also the City Lord.
From this, it could be deduced that Zongzheng Ming of the Southern Wilderness should have a subordinate of the City Lord beside him.
The Head of the Secret Service had also said that the Assassin Alliance would not easily accept missions from the royal family unless there was a middleman from the Assassin Alliance had to give respect to.
If that middleman was the City Lordâs trusted aide, everything would make sense.
After Zongzheng Wei took back the throne, he investigated the remaining forces of Zongzheng Ming one by one, but he did not find anyone suspicious.
âBut he didnât manage to investigate one person.â
Su Xiaoxiao paused. âXie Jinnian.â
In the blue sea and blue sky, waves surged on the surface of the sea.
After many days of drifting, a large ship finally passed through a strait that could be called a ghost realm on the last day of April.
After that, the strait would be filled with thick fog and there would be no way to sail out.
Coincidentally, even though they had safely passed through this place, they encountered a rare storm.
Half of the ship was destroyed. Fortunately, there was an isolated island nearby.
The group swam to the island and spent half a month repairing the ship.
After that, the weather was not suitable for going out to sea.
When they finally reached the island, it was already midsummer and June.
The ship owner panted heavily and said to the nobleman on the deck, âYoung master, weâre here! Weâve arrived at the island you mentioned!â
After sailing on the sea for so long, they were all ruined.
On the other hand, apart from his dry lips, this noble young master did not look depressed at all.
He exuded a noble aura as he stood proudly between heaven and earth.
Xie Jinnian gave him a bag of gold.
The ship owner was overjoyed. âThank you, Young Master! Thank you, Young
Master!â
Xie Jinnian got off the boat. As he walked, he took off the human skin mask on his face.
An hour later, he entered the city, chose a horse, and galloped all the way to a fort.
When the guard at the gate saw someone riding a horse over, he quickly shouted, âWho is it? Get off the horse quickly!â
When Xie Jinnianâs horse approached, the guard quickly recognized him and immediately retreated to the side. He bowed respectfully and made way.
The horse drove into the fort.
Xie Jinnian got off his horse, handed the horse to a servant, and entered a majestic tower.
He climbed to the highest level in one breath and said to the City Lord, who was standing by the railing and looking at the entire island, âGodfather, Iâm back..â