Sui Qian's pupils shrunk slightly, but he concealed it very well, as if he was blinded by the wind, and then Sui Qian laughed as if he had heard something funny, "Ms. Xie, where do I start? How can someone Sui dare not admit who his father is?"
"Since Mr. Sui said so, then I would like to ask my husband what time, where is my husband's ancestral home, what is his ancestor's surname, what is his father's name, and when did he come to Donghai County?" Xie Yunqing looked at Sui Qian with a smile.
Sui Qian was clearly still smiling just now, and all the smiles now abated, his eyes seemed to be quenched, with no feelings at all. "Ms. Xie is too lenient, right? I have no friendship with Ms. Xie at all, so why should I explain this to Ms. Xie?"
"I'm too reckless. I shouldn't directly ask questions like this. Since Mr. Sui doesn't want to say it, then let me take a guess?" Xie Yunqing looked at Sui Qian, and then said: "Mr. People from Donghai County are like people from Beijing, so I guess that even if Mr. Sui did not live in Donghai County before, the people Mr. Sui comes into contact with every day are all from Beijing. Sui’s surname is not common, I I have read the genealogy of surnames. Throughout the ages, only Hongnong has the Sui clan."
Every time Xie Yunqing said a word, Sui Qian's face began to sink.
"Eighteen years ago, for the crime of conspiracy, Yan Wang's mansion was sentenced to full transcripts. I don't know if Mr. Sui knows?" Xie Yunqing paused, facing the murderous intent on Sui Qian's face without showing any timidity.
The bloody storm eighteen years ago may not be remembered by others, but Xie Yong remembers it clearly.
Xie Yong still remembers that the day when King Yan’s Mansion was slashed by all the gates, the setting sun on the horizon was like blood, the sky was full of red clouds, and the entire capital was shrouded in horror...
However, Xie Yong couldn't figure it out anyway, how could his daughter know about King Yan's mansion? You know, after Xie Yunqing remembered it, this matter has been in dust for a long time, and no one dared to mention it again.
There are too many mysteries in my daughter, and this situation is obviously not the time to be curious about this question.
Xie Yong couldn't help taking two steps forward, but the few people who had been blocking him did not even stop him.
Sui Qian stood there for a long time before he said: "For no reason, what did Miss Xie mean when she mentioned Prince Yan's Mansion?"
"Is it really for no reason? I'm afraid it's not the case." Xie Yunqing fingertips stroking the mark on his neck, "If this matter is not worth mentioning in Mr. Sui's heart, why is Mr. Sui so nervous? Yeah, you kidnapped me to threaten my father to do things for you. If you want to rebel, you will be famous, right?"
"Ms. Xie is indeed Bingxue smart, but you have analyzed so much, what basis is there to prove what you said?"
"Why do I want to prove? I just analyzed it casually." Xie Yunqing smiled, "Mr. Sui just pretended to be talking nonsense, and if I heard it, I would forget it."
After hearing this, Sui Qian felt more and more suffocated in his chest, and he wished to interrupt her immediately, but faintly, he wanted to listen to Xie Yunqing to continue the analysis. For so many years, he has lived for so long with that heavy shackle on his back. It can be said that from the time of memorial to the present, all memories are painful and gloomy. He actually yearned for someone to understand his secrets and know his pain. Even if you kill this person afterwards...
After hearing Xie Yunqing's words, Xie Yong became more and more surprised. He looked at Xie Yunqing and then at Sui Qian, really not knowing what to do.
"Now, should I change my name to you?" Xie Yun smiled faintly: "In the past, King Yan, his princess's mother was surnamed'Sui'. I wonder if Mr. Sui can tell me this little girl, you and Hong Does the Nong Sui family matter?"
"Didn't you all guess it? Why do you want to ask me another sentence?" Sui Qian finished speaking, his thin lips pressed lightly, his eyes pierced towards Xie Yunqing like a sharp blade.
"Probably, I just want to make sure that my guess is correct. Now, can Mr. Sui answer my question?" Although Xie Yunqing was asking him, his tone was sure, as if she was about this matter. Already have full confidence.
There was no movement on Sui Qian's face, and he remained silent for a long time.
Xie Yunqing stared at him unavoidably, her eyes were so clear and black, as if nothing could escape her pair of eyes.
Under the gaze of such a pair of eyes, Sui Qian suddenly felt nowhere to hide. It seemed that all the secrets had been thoroughly seen by her.
Xie Yong watched and listened, and finally realized, "Aqing, you mean he is the orphan of King Yan?"
Sui Qian looked at Xie Yunqing noncommitably and said, "From beginning to end, I was only ordered to guard you. Where did you guess my identity?"
"Very simple," Xie Yunqing said: "Very simple. I have seen a portrait of King Yan. You look exactly the same as King Yan. In other words, if you don't remember the looks of your father, you will learn from your men. , I covered my own face tightly. It is obvious that the father and son are carved out of the same mold, and I don’t know how to hide them, so they are so generous to be seen, and I am not afraid of being seen through?"
Sui Qian: "..." What logic is this? Could it be that the daughter of the military commander's family is so different from that of an ordinary girl
Xie Yong was also dizzy by his daughter's many misunderstandings. He was shocked by Sui Qian's identity, and he couldn't turn the corner at this moment.
Xiao Xuan had been standing next to him pretending to be an ordinary'Song Qi'. Hearing Xie Yunqing's words, his face went dark. Where did she see the portrait of King Yan from? You know, Wang Yan was sentenced to copy his family back then. Who would dare to pass down his portrait? Furthermore, just seeing the portrait of King Yan, I remembered King Yan's appearance. Xiao Xuan simply hated his uncle Wang, who had never met before. No, King Yan is dead, so he should hate the orphan of King Yan in front of him.
After listening to Xie Yunqing's analysis, Sui Qian couldn't help but touch her palm and talk: "Miss Xie's exquisite heart and liver, I admire her."
"So, your Excellency should be honest with each other in a true identity?" Xie Yunqing looked at Xie Yong again, "Father, do you know, what was the name of King Yan's youngest son?"
Xie Yong was still in extreme shock. Hearing his daughter talking to him, Xie Yong recovered and said hurriedly: "It's a long time ago, where do I remember to go?"
What happened back then was too painful. At that time, Xie Yong was involved in another case and was banned by the first emperor. It was because Xie Yong wanted to come forward to intercede on behalf of King Yan, but he was also powerless. This incident has been buried in his heart, how did his daughter learn about it
"I remember, King Yan's youngest son, surnamed Xiao, Tan Qian." Xie Yunqing said these words lightly, but Xie Yong couldn't help being taken aback.
"A Qing, you can't talk nonsense." Xie Yong hurriedly rebuked.
"Yes, there are some things that you really can't talk nonsense." Xie Yunqing said, "but father, these things I have said are always true. He invited you to meet, and you went upstairs alone, but he, It is unfair to us not to dare to show our true colors. What's more, he doesn't dare to be honest with us, such a person, why should we trust him? And why should we trade with him?"
Xie Yong rubbed his head, "Aqing, who said that his father is going to trade with him?" He was obviously prepared to sacrifice his daughter, and Xie Yong felt like a knife at the thought of facing such a choice.
The daughter was looking up at him, Xie Yong looked at such dark eyes, and his heart was really sad.
Which father is willing to sacrifice his daughter? He must be the most incompetent father in the world, right? From the time the daughter was born, it was to gather less and divorce more. Finally, the father and daughter could have the time to sit down and play chess and drink tea. Unexpectedly, they also faced such a choice. God was too cruel to him.
Xie Yun Qing Dynasty Xie Yong smiled soothingly, as if telling him not to worry, but Xie Yong felt even more sad.
The father always holds up a sky for his children, but his daughter takes the initiative to comfort him. Xie Yong knew that his father had done too much negligence.
Xie Yunqing didn't know what Xie Yong was thinking, so he looked at Xiao Qian and said, "Do you think that what you are trying to do can be successful?"
Xiao Qian raised his hand and slowly moved his fingertips across the outline of the mask he was wearing on his face. "If you don't try it, how can you know if this thing can't be successful? Do you want to see half of my face?"
"It's just a pair of skins. I don't have any thoughts about your face?" Xie Yunqing said.
In fact, she had seen Xiao Qian's face.
In the previous life, Xiao Yu tried his best to find Xiao Qian and his party members. Xiao Qian, as the object of those people's support, was naturally sentenced to the cruelest punishment-car crack.
Today, Xie Yunqing still remembers the scene that day.
She had never seen such a bloody scene, so much so that she still felt very uncomfortable in her stomach in retrospect.
It was the scorching noon of the sun. The emperor and empress came together, and the people knelt on the ground. Naturally, they all came to see the car cracking.
Everyone looked enthusiastic, and Xie Yunqing looked at it and felt that his heart felt a little hairy.
She didn't want to come, Xiao Yu insisted on coming with her.
Xie Yunqing sat on the high platform and looked at Sui Qian who was kneeling on the ground.
He was wearing a full-length gown and half a silver mask on his face. However, the half of his face outside was feminine and handsome, with no dirt at all.
"Come here, take off his mask, I want to see what the other half of his face looks like." Xiao Yu said coldly.
The little yellow gate hurriedly went down and uncovered the mask on Xiao Qian's face, and everyone was horrified at once.