Started from listening to music in the brothel and earned billions of bad people

"Really?" Fenfang's voice trembled. She couldn't believe her ears. Happiness came so suddenly that she didn't react at all.

"Of course it's real, realer than real gold and silver!" Li Xingyun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, as if teasing Fenfang's surprise.

Fenfang's eyes gradually became moist, and she was so excited that she was at a loss. She hurriedly wanted to kneel down and express her gratitude to Li Xingyun, but Li Xingyun quickly stretched out his palm and gently lifted her up.

"No need to do that, get up." Li Xingyun's movements were gentle and firm, his eyes fell on Fenfang, full of concern and kindness.

Then, Li Xingyun turned his gaze to Ye Xiaoyu beside him, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Do you... recognize me? My name is Li Xingyun, and I'm Ye Qingqiu's son!" he asked with a smile, a hint of expectation in his tone.

"Li... Li Xingyun? Ye... Ye Qingqiu's son?" When these two names reached Ye Xiaoyu's ears, a trace of clarity suddenly flashed in her originally confused eyes, but this trace of clarity was fleeting and was soon covered by chaos.

Seeing this, Li Xingyun couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope in his heart. He quickly asked, "Yes! Do you remember?"

However, Ye Xiaoyu seemed to be extremely frightened. Her body trembled violently and she kept muttering, "No... Don't come over! Don't come over!" Her voice was full of fear and resistance, as if Li Xingyun in front of her was a terrible demon.

After saying that, Ye Xiaoyu quickly retreated like a frightened rabbit, snuggling tightly into the fragrant embrace, her body still trembling, as if this could bring her some sense of security.

Fenfang was heartbroken upon seeing this. She hugged Ye Xiaoyu tightly and comforted her softly, "Sister Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, I'm here." Then, she raised her head and said to Li Xingyun with an apologetic look on her face, "Prince...Prince, Sister Xiaoyu is confused again... She... She didn't mean it!"

Li Xingyun looked at Ye Xiaoyu's frightened expression. Although he felt a little disappointed, he suppressed his emotions and said gently, "Well, I understand. You should go back and rest first. I will find someone to help Ye Xiaoyu treat her illness. I hope she can recover soon."

After saying this, Li Xingyun slowly stood up from his chair. His movements seemed heavy, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. He gently waved his hand, indicating that Fenfang should take Ye Xiaoyu with him to leave the room.

Only after the two figures disappeared through the doorway did Li Xingyun slowly breathe a sigh of relief, as if a huge weight had finally been lifted from his heart. He slowly walked to the window and opened it, letting the fresh air flow into the room. Then, he took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if trying to expel all the turbid air from his heart.

After doing all this, Li Xingyun turned around and called A Lei who was standing nearby, and ordered: "Go find Gangzi and Jiang Chen."

Are nodded respectfully and replied, "Yes!" Then, her figure disappeared from the spot in an instant like a ghost.

Not long after, Jiang Chen and Yuan Tiangang walked into the study together. They walked steadily and looked calm, obviously having some suspicions about Li Xingyun's summons.

"Your Highness!" the two said in unison and saluted Li Xingyun at the same time.

Li Xingyun raised his hand slightly and said, "No need to be polite." Then, his eyes fell on Jiang Chen and Yuan Tiangang, and he said slowly, "Ye Xiaoyu's identity has been confirmed. She was my mother's maid."

Jiang Chen and Yuan Tiangang exchanged a glance but didn't respond immediately. They both knew very well that Li Xingyun had summoned them specifically for more than just to tell them the news.

Sure enough, Li Xingyun paused and continued.

"Ye Xiaoyu is in poor health and unconscious, so we can't get any clues from him. You two are good at medicine, so this matter still requires your attention!" Li Xingyun said solemnly, his brows tightly furrowed, showing his inner worry.

"Yes, Your Highness, don't worry. We will do our best!" The two responded in unison and bowed to express their willingness to accept the task.

Li Xingyun nodded slightly, waved his hand to signal them to leave, then slowly sat down on the chair and fell into deep thought.

Ye Xiaoyu's condition was indeed very unusual, her symptoms resembling both poisoning and some kind of special injury. However, why would a servant, supposedly a recluse, encounter such a situation? What secrets lay hidden within?

If it was indeed poisoning or injury, who could have done it? Was it someone else in the palace, or an outside force? Li Xingyun's mind kept flashing through various possibilities, but none of them could be confirmed.

What worries him even more is whether this incident is related to his mother's sudden departure. His mother's departure was already full of doubts, and now Ye Xiaoyu has such a situation. Is there any connection between the two?

Li Xingyun racked his brain, trying to piece together these scattered clues and find a reasonable explanation. However, although he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth, that vague clue was always elusive, preventing him from truly getting to the heart of the matter.

As time went on, Li Xingyun became increasingly irritable. He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, the anxiety in his heart like a blazing fire, constantly devouring his sanity.

"Forget it, there will always be a way when you reach the top of the mountain, and things will work out when you get to the bridge! I don't want to think about it anymore!" Li Xingyun sighed helplessly, as if the troubles in his heart were like a heavy burden, pressing him to the point of suffocation.

He slowly stood up and walked out with heavy steps, as if he wanted to relieve his inner boredom by taking a walk.

As he walked aimlessly, a melodious piano sound like the gurgling of water entered his ears. This piano sound was so familiar that his body stopped involuntarily as if it were under a spell.

"Zheng——"

"Unconsciously, I'm here again!" Li Xingyun came back to his senses and looked at the small courtyard in front of him, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the small courtyard, Liu Wumei was sitting on a stone bench, bored to death. Her fingers gently plucked the strings of her zither, playing one song after another. However, despite her beautiful music, her furrowed brow revealed her inner uneasiness and worry.