Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

"Master, outside, outside..." The servant's expression flickered and he hesitated in his words.

"What's going on outside?" Lord Meng frowned, his eyes like torches, piercing through the servant's hesitation. The impatience and irritability in his heart became increasingly difficult to calm down.

The servant said softly, "Three people came outside, and they insisted that they were your relatives."

Upon hearing this, Lord Meng's brows furrowed even tighter, and a hint of solemnity flashed across his eyes, mixed with an imperceptible panic.

"Relatives? I don't remember my father ever mentioning that there are relatives in the world." There was a hint of surprise in Meng Tingyue's voice. She turned her head slightly and looked at Lord Meng, as if wanting an explanation.

Lord Wu, who had been a little tipsy just now, was now speaking eloquently, his words tinged with joking, "Relatives? I vaguely remember Brother Meng once telling me that his parents had passed away, and there were no brothers in this world who could be related to each other."

"These people might be some scoundrels who are trying to establish some connection with Brother Meng under the guise of family ties. They are just making up ridiculous lies."

"Come, come, come, quickly welcome the person in. We can expose the true face of those false accusations in front of everyone."

Upon hearing this, Lord Meng's heart was moved. Recalling the recent snippets of information from the informant about his parents' disappearance, an inexplicable panic crept into his heart, but he still tried his best to remain calm and dignified.

"This matter should not be publicized at this moment, so as not to disturb the elegant atmosphere of the banquet. First, have them properly placed. Tomorrow, I will interrogate them thoroughly and must get to the bottom of this matter."

Whether it is them or not, we must not let them come over.

The Xiao family is now an imperial merchant. As long as he does not openly break with the Xiao family, he can still rely on the power of the Xiao family and act with more confidence and composure.

"Someone is so audacious as to pretend to be a relative of Lord Meng and attempt to commit illegal acts. This matter must be thoroughly investigated, and not a single mistake can be overlooked." The Imperial Preceptor finished his words, then subtly turned his gaze towards the Crown Prince, his words carrying profound meaning. "What do you think, Your Highness?"

Shen Yunheng glanced at the Imperial Master, then nodded slightly, his expression calm but with a seriousness that could not be ignored. "Since everyone is here, please come in and investigate the matter thoroughly."

"How dare I trouble His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with such trivial matters..." Lord Meng laughed dryly and kept winking at Meng Tingyue out of the corner of his eyes, hoping that she would ask for help.

But Meng Tingyue seemed to be unaware of it, and just lowered her head to savor the food in front of her. Seeing this, Lord Meng couldn't help but flash a hint of helplessness and anxiety in his eyes.

It's so late and you're still eating like a starving ghost.

Shen Yunheng's face was as calm as water, and he said calmly, "No problem, I also want to see who is so bold as to pretend to be my father-in-law's relative."

"Come here, invite the person in." Shen Yunheng gave an order, with a sense of obligation and determination in his words.

Lord Meng hesitated to speak, looking at the situation that could no longer be reversed. The panic in his heart surged like a tide, difficult to calm down.

Jiang Qingrou, who was standing by, knew nothing about the Meng family's quiet entry into Beijing, but when she saw Lord Meng looking so nervous, an inexplicable sense of uneasiness quietly crept into her heart and lingered.

The servant led the three people into the hospital.

As soon as the three men stepped into the courtyard, their eyes searched everywhere for Lord Meng like searchlights.

"Brother, brother, we really went through a lot of hardships to find you!" Meng Dongliang was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he caught the whereabouts of Lord Meng at a glance.

It is amazing to say that Meng Dongliang and Lord Meng look alike, like two reflections in a mirror. With just one glance, he can easily recognize the relative he has never met.

Lord Meng recognized Meng Dongliang and the two weather-beaten old men following closely behind him at a glance. His pupils constricted instantly, and a hint of panic and astonishment that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Qingrou was well aware of the glamorous image that Lord Meng had created for the outside world. Seeing the appearance of the two elders of the Meng family, she was horrified. If she had not been sitting still like a clock, her legs would have gone weak and she would have collapsed to the ground.

"Son, we finally see you alive. Someone wants to kill us." As soon as Mrs. Meng saw her son, she burst into tears and cried, her eyes full of fear.

The same was true for Old Man Meng. The two old men supported each other and stumbled towards Lord Meng. Every step seemed so difficult and urgent.

"Son, someone wants to kill us. You must quickly send someone to catch those villains and eliminate future troubles!" Old Man Meng's voice was trembling, and his eyes were full of fear.

Lord Meng's face was as stiff as a stone sculpture, his hands were tightly clamped, and the strength of the fingertips seemed to tear his flesh and bones alive. However, the pain seemed insignificant in the face of the fear and panic surging in his heart, and was almost completely swallowed up.

He racked his brains but could not understand how these three people avoided his carefully laid assassination net and appeared here safely. What confused him even more was why his own informants knew nothing about this and had no warning at all?

As soon as the three appeared, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were related by blood.

Their looks are almost cast in the same mold. Who would believe if they said there was no connection?

In this case, aren't the words that Lord Meng usually claims to the outside world, that his parents are deceased and that he is left alone and helpless, all carefully woven lies?

And he was able to weave this lie so perfectly that year after year, he would not forget to go to the cemetery during the Qingming Festival, and he did a lot of superficial work.

It was unheard of that he cursed his parents like this.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, secretly lamenting that Lord Meng was also a ruthless person who could do such a thing.

"Lord Meng, should you give us a reasonable explanation now?" There was an undeniable chill in Xiao Huaifeng's voice.