The old butler was even more ignorant than her, and he was completely dumbfounded:

   "Qui, Quill..."

   "He has been safely delivered to the client, and he has agreed to tell you the truth."

  After listening to Sikong's eloquent truth, Xu Yin and the three looked at each other, but they didn't know what to say.

  Xu Kui's original surname is Xiao, and he is the only younger brother of the current Holy Majesty—the direct son of Xiao Su, Prince Rui.

Back then when Princess Rui entered the palace for a banquet, she ate something by mistake. She started to have labor pains right after she left the palace. gone.

  Over the years, Prince Rui has been looking for the whereabouts of his son while investigating the mastermind behind the assassin.

  Until three years ago, it was found that Xu Ningxiang, the head of the Qizhen Pavilion, had passed by that street in a carriage on the day the princess gave birth, and was about to summon Xu Ningxiang and his wife for questioning.

  Prince Rui found out that the bandits were not ordinary bandits, but those who collected money and killed people to silence them. This made him more convinced of his guess—what Xu Ningxiang should know.

"Prince Rui felt ashamed, felt that Xu Ningxiang and his wife should be implicated by him, and worried that the mastermind behind the scenes might find out something from Xu's mansion before him, so he entrusted us to Qianji Pavilion to find the whereabouts of the eldest son and protect Xu The descendants of the mansion."

  Hearing this, the old butler couldn't restrain the grief in his heart, sobbed:

   "It turns out that the death of the master and madam was not an accident... It was the old slave, who was implicated by the old slave."

  Xu Yin was in a complicated mood.

  It is said that there are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings, but if this disaster is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster, how unreasonable it is!

  She felt blocked, but the old housekeeper couldn't be blamed for this matter. Then he signaled Wang Nuyuan to help the butler go out slowly, lest he blame himself too much for something to happen.

When only she and Sikong were left, she asked with doubts in her heart: "Xu Kui was picked up by the housekeeper in the snow when he was out. Many people in the house know this. It's not a secret. Xu Kui himself knows that he was adopted by the housekeeper." Yes, but he and the housekeeper have a very good relationship. These years, the relationship between father and son is even deeper than that of some families. Why did you wait for Xu Kui to reveal the plum blossom birthmark on the calf before confirming that it is him? Have you ever doubted his identity?"

Hearing her question, Sikong smiled helplessly: "I did have suspicions before, but the old nanny who delivered the concubine back then didn't know whether it was a misremembering or deliberately misleading. When the prince was in your mansion, he wore long trousers all the year round and rarely showed his calf. I tested him once, and what I saw was his right leg, without a plum blossom birthmark. Furthermore..."

  Sikong took out a kit from his sleeve pocket and opened it. Inside were two pieces of yellowed paper, one with the son's birth date written on it, and the other a small portrait of the princess and her younger brother.

   "The horoscopes of the birthdays don't match, and the difference in voice, appearance and appearance is hundreds of thousands of miles."

  Xu Yin took over the small portraits of Xu Kuisheng's mother and uncle. After reading it, she could fully understand why Sikong didn't suspect Xu Kui, because they looked so different, and there was no similarity in their facial features.

   It's not that she said that Xu Xing looks more like the son of Prince Rui's mansion than Xu Kui.

  Especially in the past two years, he was promoted to shopkeeper, he was proud of the spring breeze, and he gained more than a circle of weight?

  Those squinted eyes are like strands of hair embedded in white flour steamed buns, so thin that they can be ignored, okay?

  Looking at the princess in the portrait again, she has white teeth and eyebrows, and bright eyes.

  Xu Yin couldn't help thinking: The first time Prince Rui saw Xu Kui, did he get hit?

"Has the mastermind behind the scenes been found?" Thinking of her original parents, Xu Yin felt a little uncomfortable. "If not? The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. Even if Xu Kui finds it back, won't he come back again dangerous?"

   "Found it."

   "Who is it?" Xu Yin thought of a possibility, "But the other women in the back house of the palace?"

  Sikong chuckled lightly: "Why do you think so? In the back residence of the palace, who would dare to do anything to the princess and the eldest son?"

   "..."

  There are many novels! Do whatever it takes to fight for power.

   "Who would that be? The prince's enemy?"

   "Almost. It's no good for you to know about this, so don't ask." Sikong stretched his waist, "In short, the son is very safe now, and the prince knows how to protect him. King Rui is not a temperless person."

   "Do you know how easy it is to get caught in a sack if you're so tempting?" Xu Yin glared at him.

  Sikong laughed: "No one in this world dares to wear the sack of the young master."

Xu Yin looked at him and smiled. The scar on his face stretched from his forehead to his chin. It was unbearable to look at him. He turned his face away and muttered: "There are people who cut you, what is a mere sack? Did you offend a lot of people?"

  She was really curious.

   "A person drifting in the rivers and lakes, how can he not be knifed, it seems to be true."

   "..."

  Sikong was helpless and amused, he touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and was about to show her his true face when he raised his hand, when he heard a small cracking sound in the air.

  With a serious look on his face, he quickly pulled Xu Yin into his arms, said "I'm offended", he turned around with his arms around her, caught a small silver needle, and shot it out with his backhand without any pause.

  There was a muffled hum from outside the house.

  Sikong supported Xu Yin to stand firm, pushed the door and walked out.

  In the courtyard, Wang Huyuan and others were all acupointed and unable to move.

  A middle-aged beautiful woman with a graceful figure was squatting on the ground to detoxify the bearded man who had received a silver needle.

   There was a man standing in the middle of the courtyard, wearing a half mask. When he saw Sikong coming out, he suddenly let go of his aura and gritted his teeth to declare war: "Jade-faced Shura! You killed more than forty disciples under my sect, take your life!"

  Sikong didn't say anything, and went directly to meet the challenge.

  Heads delivered to the door will not be accepted for nothing.

  Xu Yin: "..."

  Jade face Shura?

  The jade-faced Asura of Qianji Pavilion?

  When I sat around the brazier and the people below and talked about the mountains during the Chinese New Year, I heard Wang Huyuan mention this name.

   It is heard that the other party is a top player in the Jianghu. Not only is his martial arts superb, but he is also extremely handsome.

  At this moment, looking at Sikong, who sees his tricks and dismantles them easily, as if he is playing tricks on the opponent, Xu Yin is in a delicate mood, and twitches the corners of her mouth:

  The rumors in the rivers and lakes seem extremely unbelievable! Disfigured like this is still very handsome...or is it that people in the Jianghu have a special aesthetic?

   After a few rounds, can the masked man see that Sikong is playing with them? With a roll of his eyes, he wanted to grab Xu Yin as a bargaining condition, but Sikong saw through.

   His face became serious, and he dealt with the three of them in a few moments. He found a token from the masked man, threw it away, and put it in his arms.

Then he raised his hand and flicked it, released the acupoints for Wang Huyuan and others, and looked back at Xu Yin: "Don't be nervous, I'll take their lair away, and no one will come to trouble the house in the future. Oh yes No one in this world would dare to chop me up."

  He raised his hand and peeled it off, tearing off a human skin mask, revealing the true face of the jade-faced Shura that made martial arts people turn pale...