Chapter 965: Chapter 965: Discovering Clues Chapter 965: Chapter 965: Discovering Clues “It’s you!”
Old He’s eyes suddenly narrowed, but they quickly returned to their usual state as he stared at Granny Peng’s hunched figure and chuckled softly.
“I never would have imagined, after so many years without seeing each other, that the past No. 1 Beauty would have turned into this. Truly… ti spares no one.”
Old He’s sigh did not cause even the slightest change in Granny Peng’s expression; her gaze was still dead.
“Haven’t you also beco an old wreck? Cut the crap! I’ve co to you today because I have sothing to ask.”
Old He did not pick up the conversation, instead he looked up and down at Granny Peng’s aged body for a while: “That’s not right! Didn’t people say that you were on a secret mission assigned by His Majesty? How did you co to be like this?” The more Old He scrutinized her, the more astonished he beca.
Nowadays, Granny Peng’s body was bent, her face crisscrossed with scars, and her hands twisted like chicken claws. If he were not familiar with her eyes, he would definitely not have recognized her.
“It’s nothing, just got bitten by animals a few tis back then, which left with this residual disability. Fortunately, that’s all in the past.”
Back then, Granny Peng had been thrown into the sky prison, with every tendon in her body broken. Luckily, her tough spirit kept her alive. However, she was disfigured and her martial arts went to waste. Later on, she had a chance encounter with Liu Sisi and her son, and she saved Niuniu. She was consequently released from the sky prison by His Majesty’s decree and thus saw daylight again.
As for the past, Granny Peng did not want to ntion anything at all. Yet Old He kept bringing it up, how could this please Granny Peng?
“Enough of your nonsense! Youngest Son He, I’ve co to ask you sothing today.”
“What is it?”
The other party’s attitude caused Old He to frown repeatedly.
“I want to ask you if there is a married woman living inside the hostel, covered with poison sores?”
“What poison sores? What married woman? What are you talking about?”
A tremor of unease fluttered through Old He’s heart. The shadow of Liu Sisi crossed his mind, and he imdiately grabbed Granny Peng’s hand.
“The Master is also inside the hostel now, let’s go! We can talk more inside.”
“Youngest Son He, you know very well that I haven’t been in contact with His Majesty these years. You want to see him now, are you trying to get killed?”
Those of them who lived life on the knife’s edge found it hard to gain freedom. Although life was difficult nowadays, it was still far better than not knowing when the head on their shoulders might fall off.
“Granny Peng, you can’t possibly think that you can just walk away unscathed now, can you?”
Old He snickered over and over, to think that he had spent decades in the barren land of Macheng County, so long that he thought he would retire there. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the world had changed.
“Enough! You should stay behind; consider this the last ti I help you. Let’s call it even with our past debts. If you’re unlucky enough to be found by them, make sure you don’t ntion that you’ve seen .”
“What are you talking about, Old He? If I get found, it’s my fate. I can’t possibly implicate you. I ca here today to ask you to help find soone.”
“Who are you looking for?”
“I told you just now, I need to find a married woman covered with poison sores,” Granny Peng squinted her eyes.
Old He: “…”
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For several days in a row, Di Yelei had turned Wanzhou City upside down, but to no avail.
Even in the narrow alley where he had once heard the call, he visited for the third ti.
The bean-curd making woman was still there as before, but the dilapidated hut next to her, from which the sound had originally emanated, was now locked by General Iron. The chill winter winds swept through, causing the tattered paper on the windows to rustle loudly.
He lingered there the entire afternoon, a naless regret gnawing at his heart until darkness fell, prompting him to finally turn back to the hostel.
As lamps were lit, snow began to fall from the sky again.
Sounds of children speaking ca from the next room, preventing Di Yelei from finding peace. He grabbed his long sword and stepped into the courtyard to practice his swordsmanship.
The weapon he handled best was the spear, yet at the mont, his swordsmanship was also exceptionally powerful. The sword whistled through the night air, cutting through with a whooshing sound, accompanied by the swirling snow, adding to the coldness he felt.
His thoughts slowly sank into an unconscious state. It was as if he returned to those years filled with love with Sisi, when they would share plain tea and simple food, both humbly offering each other the at soup.
“Sisi…”
After finishing his sword dance, the sound of his sword still echoing in his ears, the falling snow beca denser. Di Yelei, slightly out of breath, ca to a stop, sheathed his sword, and felt a warm glow throughout his body. Only then did he return to the room, put down his long sword, and walk towards the bathroom.
As he passed the desk, his gaze inadvertently fell upon the tightly wrapped package. As if possessed, he stopped and stared at it for a while before finally opening it, revealing a stack of writing paper inside.
It turned out to be unbound pages of writing paper!
A flash of realization crossed Di Yelei’s face, and he smiled, covering the paper with the package cloth again.
“Eh! Wait a minute…”
Suddenly, a light exclamation escaped him. He abruptly tore off the package cloth, seized the stack of writing paper, and stared at the handwriting with wide eyes.
This handwriting, this handwriting…
“Soone co here! Quickly co! Fetch Third Son for this instant!” he called, his voice trembling.
Da Niu quickly responded, “Yes, Master.”
From start to finish, Di Yelei’s eyes never left the writing paper in his hands. He gently stroked the familiar handwriting on each page, an unprecedented smile forming on his face.
It was Sisi’s handwriting!
Eagerly flipping through the pages, his heart pounded! There was no mistake, it was Sisi’s handwriting, he could never mistake it!
How could he not be thrilled to find Sisi’s handwriting right here, right by his side?
“Dad, did you want to see about sothing?”
Chou Chou shuffled slowly into the room, glancing at Di Yelei, then quickly lowered his gaze.
It seed like he behaved well all day today and hadn’t done anything wrong. Could it be that sothing from yesterday had been uncovered?
With this thought, he dared not move an inch more.
“Chou Chou, co here, I have sothing to ask you,” Di Yelei said, beckoning to him.
This gesture made Chou Chou’s heart sink further, his worries growing.
Could sothing really have gone wrong? His heart cried out in despair! Surely it was an ill-fated year! Now, his backside was in for it again!
Seeing his third son dawdling like that, Di Yelei’s irritation grew.
“What are you dawdling for, child? Do you think I, the Marquis, am going to eat you? Hurry up and co here!”
“I, I’m already on my way…” Chou Chou wore a look of utter distress as if he were heading to the guillotine, and reluctantly took a few steps forward.
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