Chapter 129 Sure enough, those children are not my aunt's children

Chapter 129 Sure enough, those children are not my aunt's children
Hearing the maid's words, Xu Hanyue hurriedly ran into the house.

At this time, Yao Niang had already died.

Her eyes were looking at the door with a bitter smile on her lips. She took her last breath while looking at Xu Hanyue's back.

"Ah!" Xu Hanyue screamed and burst into tears.

why?
why?
Although he had some dislike for Yao Niang just now, Yao Niang was the woman he loved deeply after all, and she was also his first woman. He didn't want her to die, he really didn't want to.
Xu Hanyue cried for a long time in front of Yao Niang's body. He stroked Yao Niang's cheek, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes.

He slowly stood up from in front of Yao Niang's bed, his hands gradually tightening.

"Gather some people and follow me to a place."

After Xu Hanyue gave the instructions, he changed his clothes and left the house.

He rode a tall horse and took more than twenty people straight to the dilapidated temple in the west of the city.

When Xu Hanyue arrived at the dilapidated temple, several beggars inside were eating steamed buns.

When they saw Xu Hanyue dressed luxuriously, they thought that some young master had come to give alms, so they quickly surrounded him.

"Sir, please have mercy on us and give us something to eat."

Xu Hanyue looked at them coldly, gritting his teeth and saying dangerously: "You don't deserve pity!"

After saying that, the people following him immediately stepped forward and arrested everyone in the ruined temple.

Seeing this, the group of beggars panicked.

"Who are you? Why are you arresting us?" asked a brave beggar.

Xu Hanyue did not answer his question.

He ordered fiercely, "First smash their genitals, and then send them to hell!"

When the beggars heard this, they were horrified and knelt down to beg for mercy.

Xu Hanyue felt extremely annoyed. He waved his hand and pressed the beggar's men to carry out his orders.

Xu Hanyue glanced coldly at the group of beggars, then slowly walked out of the dilapidated temple amidst the sounds of various miserable screams.

As soon as he reached the gate of the dilapidated temple, a servant came after him to report.

"Sir, there is a child in the dilapidated temple. He doesn't look like a beggar from the way he's dressed."

Xu Hanyue frowned slightly.

Finally, he clenched his fist and said, "Beat him to death!"

No one must be left alive.

The servant hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went back to the dilapidated temple.

The screams in the dilapidated temple continued one after another until a stick of incense burned on.

After completing their tasks, the servants walked out of the ruined temple to report.

"Let's burn this dilapidated temple down."

After Xu Hanyue gave his instructions, he mounted his horse and left.

After returning to the house she bought for Yao Niang, she ordered the maid to clean Yao Niang and change her into nice clothes.

After all this was done, Xu Hanyue sat next to Yao Niang with red eyes.

"My dear, I have avenged you and your child."

"You can rest in peace."

Thinking about how he and Yao Niang met, got to know each other, and fell in love, Xu Hanyue felt like he was dying.

This time, he really lost Yao Niang completely.

He waved his hand, called the servants, closed his eyes and ordered: "Give Yao Niang a proper burial."

The servant took the order, bought a fine coffin, selected a piece of good feng shui land, and buried Yao Niang with great honor.

In the following days, Xu Hanyue kept investigating.

Find out who sent Yao Niang into the dilapidated temple.

He had suspected Xu Jinhuai and Princess Chaoyang, but found that there was nothing suspicious about them.

Finally, he thought of someone, Su Yuanyuan.

Following this goal, he discovered that Su Yuanyuan had indeed sent people to the Jade Noodle House to inquire about Yao Niang.

It was self-evident who was behind this. Xu Hanyue locked himself in the house and struggled all night.

In the end, he chose to leave the matter at that.

He has already lost Yao Niang and cannot lose Su Yuanyuan again.

Besides, he couldn't just touch Duke Su's daughter whenever he wanted.

The prince has been investigating the affairs of the four children in the princess's mansion these days.

His people discovered that Xu Hanyue did frequently go in and out of the house of his mistress Yu Yue'er, and they even heard Xu Hanyue call Yu Yue'er "mother".

From this, it can be concluded that Emperor Mingde’s previous speculation should be true.

I'm afraid that the four children in the princess's mansion are not born to Princess Chaoyang, but are the children of her concubine Yu Yue'er.

However, he never found any concrete evidence.

Just when he wanted to continue investigating, Princess Chaoyang's secret guard Ying Yi took the initiative to find his people.

According to Yingyi, Princess Chaoyang already knew about this matter.

She wanted to avenge herself and her children in her own way, and hoped that the prince would not interfere too much.

After listening to his subordinates' report, the prince immediately went to the imperial study.

Emperor Mingde was very concerned about the progress of this matter and had summoned the crown prince to ask about it several times.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is here."

"Announce." Emperor Mingde said immediately after hearing Eunuch Qiao's report.

The prince's arrival at this time must mean that there is some progress in the matter of Qing'er's child.

Seeing the prince come in, Emperor Mingde put down his imperial brush, looked at the prince and asked, "How is it? Have you found anything?"

The prince replied, "Father, I have seen with my own eyes that the eldest son of the princess's mansion, Xu Hanyue, has been in and out of the mansion of the concubine of the prince consort many times, and even called the concubine mother."

"And the third son Xu Junyue has also been there a few times."

"It seems that my father's previous guess was not wrong. The four children in the princess's mansion, except for my cousin Yaoyao, should really be the children of Xu Jinhuai and his concubine."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Mingde slapped the dragon table and sat up.

"Xu Jinhuai is really a good person!"

He looked at the prince again, "Have you got any evidence?"

The prince shook his head, "I have not found any evidence."

"Maybe my aunt should have it."

Emperor Mingde hummed in confusion, "What do you mean?"

The prince replied: "When my people followed the clues, they found that all the evidence and witnesses had been taken away by someone."

"Later, my aunt's secret guards took the initiative to find my son's people and told us not to interfere in this matter anymore. My aunt wanted to take revenge herself."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Mingde showed worry in his eyes.

It turns out Qing'er already knew about this.

I don’t know how Qing’er managed to get through it when she found out the truth.

After all, she once loved Xu Jinhuai so deeply.

However, since Qing'er wants to take revenge personally, it seems that she has completely given up on Xu Jinhuai.

This is fine, this is fine.

He looked at the prince and said, "Your aunt doesn't have any power now. Send someone to tell her that if she encounters any difficulties, she must ask you for help."

Even if the prince can't help, he is still here.

The prince nodded and said, "I have sent a token to my aunt. Seeing the token is like seeing me in person."

Emperor Mingde nodded, "The Crown Prince is indeed thoughtful."

After saying this, he couldn't help but lament, "What a pity, Xu Hanyue is so outstanding in poetry and prose, but he is not Qing'er's child."

The prince said, "Although Xu Hanyue is very talented, he lied to his aunt even though he knew his mother was a concubine. This shows that he has bad character. Such a person should not be reused even if he has great talent."

Emperor Mingde smiled and said, "The Crown Prince and I have the same idea."

However, when he thought of Princess Chaoyang's experience, he became worried again.