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Through the story told by the man in black, Zhao Huaijin finally realized that someone had planned to kill him three years ago.

The assassination in Songjia Village three years ago and the later assassination in Jiangnan were both done by the same group of people.

Even the fact that Yan Yu was seriously injured this time was most likely caused by someone sent by that person.

As for who the master of the man in black was, he himself couldn't tell clearly, he only knew that he was called "Master Buddha".

He was captured and secretly trained on an island when he was very young. There were hundreds of people participating in the training together, all of them were orphans without parents.

Some were sold by their families, and some had their family members die, so they became wandering beggars. The Buddha bought them all, fed them, and supported them.

Later, they were all blindfolded and taken to an island, where they underwent more than ten years of extremely cruel, almost inhuman training.

Those who couldn't bear it committed suicide, and their bodies were thrown directly into the snake pit. Those who survived were taught martial arts and then worked for the Buddha.

"Has any of you ever seen the true face of the Buddha?"

"No, every time he came to see us, he was masked."

"What are the characteristics of his speech?"

The man in black thought for a long time and shook his head.

Song Qingwan stood up and looked at Zhao Huaijin with some disappointment. There was so little information.

Zhao Huaijin patted her shoulder comfortingly. He knew she had tried her best. The man in black didn't know much to begin with, so it was not her fault.

The two walked out of the dungeon, and Zhao Huaijin couldn't help but ask.

"Did you really give him the antidote?"

Song Qingwan stopped, spread her hands and curled her lips.

"There is no antidote for this. In the end, you will only suffer so much that your whole body will fester, and then you will starve to death."

Where is the antidote for drugs? The more you take, the more addicted you become, and the faster you die.

In the dungeon where the man in black is imprisoned, Zhao Huaijin has made all the necessary preparations to prevent him from committing suicide, so the man in black will die soon.

Song Qingwan is not a saint. Even if these people are just following orders, they are also the murderers of Zhao Huaijin.

If she hadn't taken down the man in black that day, they might have been the ones to die.

"Awan, it's not that we didn't gain anything. Do you remember that he mentioned the island and the snake pit just now?"

"Yeah, remember."

"In the Central Plains, there are almost no snake pits because the environment does not allow it."

"So, where is this snake pit?"

"Yes, in the south. If I'm right, this place is very close to Southern Xinjiang."

Or, it’s in southern Xinjiang!

Song Qingwan nodded. It seemed as if there was an invisible hand controlling everything. Who could this person be?

Anyway, guessing this bit of information is also a gain.

A few days later, the man in black in the dungeon was indeed dead. Zhao Huaijin ordered his men to burn him directly without leaving any trace.

After the careful care of Song Qingwan and Zhao Huaijin, the stitches on Yan Yu's wound were finally removed.

"Ayu, you just recovered from your injury, so stay here for a while."

"Ajin is right. You'd better recuperate for a while."

Yan Yu swallowed his refusal and finally nodded.

At this time, Chunya came in with a bowl of chicken soup. Chunya is now a big girl who is almost thirteen years old.

The little girl has grown a lot taller and has become very graceful, looking like a grown-up girl.

She put the chicken soup on the table, glanced at Yan Yu quickly, and left the room with a red face.

All this did not escape Song Qingwan's eyes. Did her little Chunya also begin to have a secret crush on him?

Originally, according to Song Qingwan's plan, she wanted to wait until Chunya was older and ask her mother to adopt her as her goddaughter.

Then he would find a family with a lower social status than the Pang family, pick out a promising boy, and let Chunya marry them as his wife.

Now it seems that Song Qingwan's plan is going to fail, and Chunya may not be willing to make such an arrangement.

Given the Yan family's background, Chunya cannot be the main wife. If she becomes a concubine, will Chunya agree?

What about Yan Yu? Would he agree to Chun Ya marrying him? He hadn't married yet, so taking a concubine was out of the question.

Fortunately, the spring buds are still small and we can wait.

After much deliberation, Yan Yu agreed to Zhao Huaijin's request and continued to live in Prince Huai's Mansion.

Chunya was killing a fish that day. She had bought fresh live fish at the market that morning and was planning to cook it for Yan Yu.

"Sister Chunya!"

"Ouch!"

A Rong slapped Chunya on the back hard, scaring her so much that she almost threw away the scissors.

"Who are you trying to scare to death, little devil?"

"Hey, Sister Chunya, what are you doing? You haven't come to play with me recently."

"Isn't your master trying to get you to learn Kung Fu? Where do you find the time to play?"

"Then you can come find me during dinner. I haven't seen you for many days."

"Then I'll come find you tomorrow when I'm free."

"Good! Sister Chunya is the best."

A Rong looked at the fish in Chunya's hand curiously again and couldn't help but ask.

"Why do you want to kill the fish yourself? Isn't there a chef in the kitchen of the palace?"

"What do you know, little brat? The fish is cleanest if you kill it yourself."

"Who are you giving this to? Is it for me?"

"You're not injured, why should I give you food?"

Chunya touched Arong's forehead with her finger in annoyance, and immediately a patch of fish scales appeared on Arong's forehead.

"Do you have to be injured before you feed him? General Yan is the only one injured in this mansion, so are you stewing him for him to eat?"

A Rong seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. He ignored the scales on his forehead and approached Chunya to ask her.

"You little brat, why are you so talkative? So what?"

"Wow, is Sister Chunya going to marry General Yan? I'm going to tell the princess that you want to leave her and marry into the Yan family!"

Chunya hurriedly grabbed him. What would happen if the young lady knew about this?

"It's for you to eat. I was kidding you. This fish is for making fish soup for you."

"Really? Sister Chunya is the best."

A Rong jumped up with joy, he knew that Sister Chunya loved him the most.

Chunya shook her head helplessly. She wanted to marry Yan Yu, but the difference in their social status meant she could only look up to him for the rest of her life.

"Sister Chunya, I sneaked to the Grand Tutor's Mansion to see Changbai a few days ago."

"Is he okay?"

"Well, he can walk now, and he has grown a lot taller. He is living well in the Grand Tutor's Mansion."

"That's good, then why are you still unhappy?"

"Do you think he will not recognize me at all when he grows up and will forget me?"

Chunya felt much better when she saw the sad-looking Arong. It turned out that this brat also had moments of feeling lost.

"Then you should study Kung Fu well, and then you can become Changbai's master and teach him, and then you can see him every day."

"Sister Chunya, you are really smart and thoughtful! If I become Changbai's master in the future, I can play with him every day."

"Yes, so you should go back and practice Kung Fu."

Chunya started to push Arong away, saying that if her fish was not cooked, it would no longer be fresh.

"Sister, when I grow up, I can not only teach Changbai, but also marry you as my wife!"