Su Xiaoliu pursed her lips and whispered, "How did Lord Liang die?"
The old man let out a soft sigh and said in a hoarse voice, "My lord is dead. He jumped into the old well and died."
Su Xiaoliu stared blankly at the old man, and her almond eyes gradually widened...
The old man lowered his head and gently shook it. Then he continued, "My lord had just married a woman. Later, he was threatened to divorce her. He refused because he couldn't bear to part with her. But then the matter of his taking bribes of silver from the court was exposed. Unable to bear the pressure, he divorced that woman and then jumped into the old well and committed suicide..."
Su Xiaoliu bit her lower lip tightly and listened quietly. She clenched her palms.
"Thank you, old man. I'll leave first." Su Xiaoliu lowered her eyes, bowed her head to thank the old man, and then slowly turned around and left.
The old man quietly watched Su Xiaoliu's departing back, let out a soft sigh, and said, "Fate plays cruel tricks..." Then he slowly closed the door.
How could this happen... Everything was beyond expectation.
The moonlight was pouring on the ground. Su Xiaoliu lowered her head and quietly walked on the bluestone slabs.
It felt as if there was a stone pressing on her heart, making it so heavy that she could hardly breathe.
She didn't know how long she had walked when she stopped in front of the mansion of the first merchant she had married. She looked up, stepped forward, and gently knocked on the door.
There came a rustling sound of footsteps. The door was opened, revealing a fair - featured woman's face.
The woman was slightly stunned when she saw Su Xiaoliu and asked, "Who are you looking for, miss?"
Su Xiaoliu frowned slightly. She pursed her lips and said, "Is Young Master Hong here?"
The Hong Mansion was the home of her second husband. That husband was not good - looking, but he was the number - one merchant in the capital and very smart.
The woman was stunned for a moment and whispered, "He has fled to avoid debts. He sold this mansion to us. We are all poor people, so there are dozens of families living here. It's no longer the Hong Mansion."
Su Xiaoliu stared blankly at her and repeated, "Fled to avoid debts?"
The woman nodded and lowered her voice, saying, "I heard that the Hong family's business was taken over by others, and their goods were monopolized. Overnight, their family fortune declined, and they became impoverished. Finally, unable to bear the days of being chased by creditors every day, he fled with debts." The woman looked at Su Xiaoliu a few times and added, "I heard that Young Master Hong divorced a wife just before the accident. Many people said that it was this wife who brought bad luck to him. But some people also said that he was threatened, and it was others who made the wealthy family decline overnight. Alas, this person must have great power. Young Master Hong really offended the wrong person..."
Su Xiaoliu pursed her lips, lowered her head, and whispered, "I see. Thank you." Then she slowly turned around and left.
The woman looked at Su Xiaoliu, feeling a bit confused.
"Gong Shi, come quickly and help me thread the needle. I can't see clearly..." A voice came from inside the door.
The woman turned her head and said to the inside, "Okay, right away." Then she closed the door.
Hearing the heavy sound of the door closing behind her, Su Xiaoliu felt mixed emotions.
Could it be that her third husband, the number - one talented scholar, failed the imperial examination because someone had tampered with it...
Su Xiaoliu walked to the door of her third husband's house. The yard was empty, and the door had been removed.
Su Xiaoliu remembered everything that had happened before and suddenly felt that she had misunderstood so many people.
She quietly sat down on the bluestone steps, hugged her knees, and buried her head.
Suddenly, Su Xiaoliu raised her head, and her almond eyes trembled slightly.
The reason why her three husbands had encountered these things must be because of her father. But why did her father force these people to a dead end?
Su Xiaoliu lowered her head and thought for a while. Suddenly, she remembered the scene when Situ Qianyue married her...
Could it be that marrying Situ Qianyue was also arranged by her father?
Su Xiaoliu clenched her fists. A sense of despair of being betrayed by her relatives welled up, as if it was going to drown her...
The words "Don't investigate" that Situ Qianyue had said flashed through her mind. Su Xiaoliu raised her eyes, and a numb and icy feeling swept over her. At the same time, everything was solved...
Su Xiaoliu moved the corners of her mouth and smiled sadly. So... she had really guessed right...
The person who had been confronting her father secretly was really Situ Qianyue...
Situ Qianyue, Situ Qianyue. Was the identity of Zhong Fengyue fake, or was the identity of Situ Qianyue fake?
Or rather, was everything false when it came to her?
Marrying her was false, and deceiving her was true.
She no longer knew who was using her.
Since she had figured everything out, she also cleared up all the previous mysteries.
Her father must be the murderer who killed the leader's family twenty years ago. And Situ Qianyue, as the orphan of the leader, married her just to take revenge. And her father pushed her out to find out who the orphan of the leader was.
In fact, her father had found out. He knew that the young master of the Tianci Cult was the orphan of the martial arts leader, so he used Gu Rongxue, trying to make him get closer to the Tianci Cult step by step and get rid of Situ Qianyue. No matter how much Gu Rongxue changed, he was still Gu Rongxue, but her father must not have expected that Gu Rongxue would suddenly give up.
Moreover, maybe everything Zuo Jinzhi did was arranged by her father.
Situ Qianyue...
Su Xiaoliu slowly closed her eyes, feeling both glad and sad that she had understood all this.
In the end, she was just a person being used. Everything was false...
The moon was bright, and the stars were few.
The evening wind blew the grass, bringing a trace of coolness.
Su Xiaoliu raised her eyes and looked at the familiar old temple in front of her.
How did she get here?
Su Xiaoliu stared blankly at the old temple, and her sight fell on the wooden sign beside it, which was already covered with a layer of dust. The words "Martial Arts Teahouse" were still engraved on it.
So, so much time had passed...
Su Xiaoliu pursed her lips, lowered her head, and slowly walked into the old temple.
The moonlight shone through the hole in the roof of the old temple, illuminating an open space.
Suddenly, there came a rustling sound. Su Xiaoliu was startled and turned her head.
In the moonlight, those jade - like eyes were shining brightly. That handsome face with a hint of tiredness showed a faint look of surprise. Obviously, he didn't expect to see her suddenly. He was dressed in spotless white clothes. At this moment, he was quietly leaning against the wall, holding a green - silver sword in his arms. His long black hair was gently tied up with a silver crown. Under his high nose bridge, his rosy diamond - shaped lips slightly opened.
Su Xiaoliu stared blankly at him. Suddenly, she took a step back, and then was stunned for a moment. She turned around and was about to flee the old temple.
But suddenly, Zhong Fengyue's voice sounded behind her.
"Wife!"
That nice baritone voice was full of anxiety and panic.
Su Xiaoliu paused for a moment. She slowly turned around...
That fair - featured heart - shaped face was now covered with tears. Her smart almond eyes trembled slightly. The silver moonlight fell and shone on the side of her feet.