Going to ancient times with a sign-in system: Stepmothers are not to be trifled with

"Two? Ninth Prince, are you serious?"

"You think I'm going to joke with you about this?"

Seeing Xuanyuan Qin staring at him, Ming choked, and said embarrassingly, "I'm so surprised."

"Didn't you hear Master Guanzhu say that I have other brothers?"

"There were indeed two sent away, but that one was not your own brother, but your cousin."

"Cousins?"

Xuanyuan Quiet responded with a light nod of his head: "The old general may have noticed the abnormality long ago, so he made such an arrangement."

"I found out that this matter has something to do with Li Fushan, the prefect of Qingyang Prefecture. If you want to investigate, I can continue to investigate."

Ming Xin shook his head, "I don't want to investigate anymore. Since the Xiao family has become a thorn in the side of some people, as long as Ziyang and the others are not found for a day, those people will not stop."

"Don't let him get involved, let him live in peace."

Seeing that Ming Xin was a little disheartened, Xuanyuan Quiet pondered for a while, and then said slowly, "How do you know what other people think?"

"It's okay. I want to spread my identity, but I'm worried that it will hurt the Ninth Prince."

Ming Xin's words, Xuanyuan Qin knew why he did this after thinking about it for a while, so he said, "You want to protect those three children?"

"Do you know that they have been targeted. If you reveal your true identity, it will not do anything to them, and it will put you in danger instead."

Hearing this, Ming Xin raised her head and looked at Xuanyuan Quiet in astonishment, "The Ninth Prince knows where my nephews are?"

Xuanyuan Quiet didn't nod, but said softly: "The most important thing for you now is to heal your injuries. Don't worry, there are people protecting those three children. I asked Muzhi to lead people there, and I guess they are almost here."

"As long as it is confirmed that it is them, Muzhi will send a message back. Moreover, I believe the old general, he must have other arrangements."

Mingxin raised her head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Lord Nine, Mingxin really wants to know why you appeared in Baiyun Temple, and it happened to be when something happened in Baiyun Temple."

"I owe the old general my life. And you, who don't know martial arts, have become the old general's heart disease."

Finally knowing the reason, Ming Xin let go of his guard, and thanked Xuanyuan Qin: "Thank you, my lord, for saving my life."

"Go and rest, don't go to the teahouse to tell stories in the next few days."

"I understand, thank you, my lord."

"Mu Xi, send Mr. Ming Xin back to his room to rest."

"Yes. Mr. Ming Xin, let's go." After finishing speaking, Mu Xi, dressed in a vigorous outfit, helped Ming Xin to leave the study slowly.

Looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, Xuanyuanqin murmured softly: "This is really Huiji's bound to be hurt. I am afraid that he is the only one who can survive the premature death."

"That old man in Baiyun Temple is quite capable, but why didn't he last long enough to get there. Sigh..."

Xuanyuan Quil took a look at the few pieces of paper in his hand, put them down and leaned on the back of the chair to think...

Ming Xin, whose original name was Xiao Yuzao, was sent to the Baiyun Temple three hundred miles away after he was born, and was fostered under the name of the master Baiyun Taoist priest.

This foster care lasted for 26 years, and he never appeared in front of people as a heir of the Xiao family.

If the old general hadn't told him that there was such a person, took out a piece of jade pendant and handed it to him, asking him to protect him, probably even he, Xuanyuan Quin, would not have known the existence of such a person.

Even if I was in a hurry, I was still one step too late.

When I arrived, the old Taoist priest Baiyun had lost his breath in order to protect Xiao Yuzao.

And Ming Xin was lying in a pool of blood, dying.

Seeing that the knife in the masked man's hand was about to fall on his chest, he killed those people himself and saved him.

Although he has been recuperating for nearly three months, his body is already weak, and his recovery is still not very good.

I couldn't stand the slightest fright, but I still wanted to do that, I really didn't want to live...

He wants to die, but is he willing?
Apart from those three children, the only one who can hold him back now is that person.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuanqin sat up straight and said: "Quickly check Li Fushan, the prefect of Qingyang Prefecture, and his wife Xue Wanyu, to see what their relationship is with the Xiao family."

"Yes."

After a cup of tea, a figure came in a hurry.

"Master, the person who took away the young master and miss of the Xiao family has been found."

"Who?"

"Yang Yunshan, who used to be a subordinate of the old general, left the barracks for some reason. It was this person who took away the young master and miss of the Xiao family."

The person kneeling on the ground paused for a moment, and seeing that Xuanyuanqin was silent, he continued: "My subordinates found out that this Yang Yunshan had been to Qingyang Mansion, and after that he took the young master and miss of the Xiao family to settle in a village."

"The strange thing is that the head of the household is not Yang Yunshan, but Xiao Yifeng. When the subordinates came back, Mr. Muzhi was going to that village."

"The householder's surname is Xiao?"

"Yes."

Hearing this, Xuanyuanqin smiled and said: "Oh, interesting. These two brothers are quite interesting. Others avoid them, but they are afraid that others will not find them?"

"Where is Xiao Yifeng?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know?"

"Yes. After marrying the second daughter of the magistrate of Lin County, she disappeared. Wushuang is investigating."

Xuanyuanqin was stunned, frowned slightly and thought for a while, then said: "Go down and rest."

"Yes."

the other side.

After returning to the room, Mr. Mingxin, that is, Xiao Yuzao, drank the soup and sat on the head of the bed. After all the people who served him left, he stretched out his right hand and pulled up the sleeve of his left hand.

Seeing the black line that had spread to the upper arm, his eyes darkened, he put down his sleeves, and leaned against the head of the bed weakly, his eyes were full of sadness and powerlessness.

This black thread spread to his chest, and it was the end of his Xiao Yuzao's life.

At this moment, Master Guanzhu's words were still in his ears, but he no longer had the intention to listen carefully.

Opened her thin lips lightly: "Has it reached the upper arm? It's getting closer to the chest."

"26 years, this poison has been with me for 26 years."

"What else can I do with the few days left?"

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yuzao sat up slowly, and took out a book from his arms.

Opened it, picked up a piece of paper from the book, choked with sobs and said: "Since Master has already reminded, why do you want so many people to die?"

"Father, my son knows that you have tried your best to keep him, but why did you let people find those children?"

"The master said that the son died young, but his body is weak but he can live past eighteen. This is God's blessing."

"Now, my son has lived for eight more years, which is enough..."

After the words fell, a few drops of crystals fell from Xiao Yuzao's eyes, and the originally sad and powerless eyes became firm at this moment, and at the same time, there was a trace of coldness.

"Prince, Xuanyuanhe, you just wait to take the move. Even though I, Xiao Yuzao, can't beat you with force, I can still guide some things..."