Qin Beixuan escorted Zhao Chen'an to the outside of Wan Mingcheng's room. After repeatedly exhorting Zhao Chen'an for several sentences, he finally left.
After watching Qin Beixuan leave, Zhao Chen'an knocked on Wan Mingcheng's door.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Zhao Chen'an asked outside the door, "Young Master Wan, are you in?"
"Come in."
With the permission of the person inside, Zhao Chen'an opened the door and stepped in.
"The immortal master doesn't go to accompany my wife. What brings you here to see me?" Wan Mingcheng's tone was gentle, like a warm spring breeze.
Zhao Chen'an sized up the person in front of him. Wan Mingcheng's appearance was ordinary, not particularly outstanding, but not unpleasant either. His skin was fair, and his long eyebrows were like willow leaves. He looked gentle and elegant.
"I'm here to ask Young Master Wan a few questions," Zhao Chen'an stated his purpose.
Wan Mingcheng made a gesture of invitation towards the chair beside him and said, "It's okay for the immortal master to sit down and talk."
"Then I'll trouble you," Zhao Chen'an sat on the chair next to Wan Mingcheng. "Has Young Master Wan ever practiced martial arts?"
Wan Mingcheng replied, "No. I've been in poor health since childhood, so I can't practice martial arts."
Is that really the case?
Zhao Chen'an sized the other person up and down again. As a person who had practiced martial arts since childhood, how could he be so weak? He was even more frail than Uncle Gu.
Zhao Chen'an's gaze shifted to the other person's hand. He saw that the hand was wrapped in a bandage, tightly covered.
"What happened to your hand, sir?" Zhao Chen'an asked casually on purpose.
Wan Mingcheng subconsciously tucked his hand into his sleeve. His expression was a bit scared, and he said timidly, "I'm fine."
Zhao Chen'an frowned and felt a bit amused. Brother, your expression doesn't match your actions at all!
"Are you injured? Young Master Wan, why are you so careless?"
Zhao Chen'an raised his hand and patted the back of the other person's hand in a comforting way.
Wan Mingcheng smiled bitterly and said, "I just made my wife unhappy, and she punished me by confining me to my room."
No wonder Wan Mingcheng didn't go to pay homage to Jiang Jinghe today. It turned out that he was confined to his room by Jiang Qionglan.
But how did he anger Jiang Qionglan and get his hand injured by her?
Wan Mingcheng sensed Zhao Chen'an's curiosity about his hand, so he unwrapped the bandage himself and exposed his injured hand to the sun.
The palm of Wan Mingcheng's hand was bloody. It looked as if a piece of flesh had been cut off, but it also looked like it had been burned by something of high heat.
"Did your wife do this?" Zhao Chen'an was a bit incredulous. After all, Jiang Qionglan didn't seem like such an unreasonable shrew. Generally speaking, she was quite reasonable.
"Yes..." Wan Mingcheng nodded timidly and whispered, "My wife seems to have changed her personality recently. She always takes her anger out on me."
"This..." After hearing Wan Mingcheng's explanation, Zhao Chen'an had initially confirmed that Jiang Qionglan might be the one who had an affair with the chaos.
But why did she kill her own younger sister? And why did she cry so pitifully and finally help them investigate the case?
If she was the murderer, wasn't she being too kind?
Zhao Chen'an reached out and tapped the green jade pendant hanging on his waist. The sound - transmitting jade between Qin Beixuan and Zhao Chen'an was always in a connected state, so Qin Beixuan could naturally hear the sounds from Zhao Chen'an's side.
Qin Beixuan indicated that he had heard and tapped the jade pendant twice. He also transmitted a message to Zhao Chen'an, saying, "Don't worry. I'm here for everything. I'll go and ask Jiang Qionglan to see if what she says is the same as what Wan Mingcheng said."
For some reason, Qin Beixuan's words "Don't worry. I'm here for everything" instantly calmed Zhao Chen'an's originally panicked heart.
Senior brother is really nice at critical moments!
"Don't be afraid, Young Master Wan," Zhao Chen'an tried to comfort him and continued to ask, "Has your wife ever gone out secretly or have you seen her practicing strange spells?"
Wan Mingcheng shook his head timidly and said, "I don't know. She hasn't come to see me for a long time."
Wait... She hasn't come for a long time? Then how did he get the injury on his hand?
Just as Zhao Chen'an wanted to dig deeper, Qin Beixuan suddenly transmitted a message saying that he had brought Jiang Qionglan here and asked Zhao Chen'an to comfort Wan Mingcheng and then come out as he had something to say.
"Young Master Wan, please wait here for a while. I'll go out for a moment," Zhao Chen'an greeted Wan Mingcheng and then went out to find Qin Beixuan.
Jiang Qionglan's internal energy had already been sealed by Qin Beixuan. Even if she wanted to run, she couldn't.
Zhao Chen'an hesitated and asked, "Sect Leader Jiang... Did you really do it?"
"No," Jiang Qionglan's tone was impatient.
"Then why did you injure your husband?" Zhao Chen'an questioned.
Jiang Qionglan looked at Zhao Chen'an blankly and asked, "Why would I beat him?"
This is not right... Didn't Wan Mingcheng say that Jiang Qionglan had changed her personality?
Jiang Qionglan continued coldly, "I've never touched Wan Mingcheng since he married into our family. It wasn't me who beat him. Moreover, I would never kill my own younger sister, and I would never be disloyal to Lianhua Mountain!"
"Never be disloyal to Lianhua Mountain..." Qin Beixuan said meaningfully, "Don't you resent your mother for treating you like this, Young Master Jiang?"
"!!!"
What's going on?
Jiang Qionglan's eyes widened in shock. She stared at Qin Beixuan for a long time without saying a word. Finally, she, no, it should be he hesitated and asked, "How do you know?"
"I came to Lianhua Mountain with my master when I was a child. I've seen you and even competed with you, so I have an impression. When I first saw you yesterday, I thought you had a younger brother. Coincidentally, I heard that the former sect leader of Lianhua Mountain didn't have a'son'," Qin Beixuan glanced at Jiang Qionglan. "I was still wondering how there could be two people who looked so alike in this world. So I took a bold guess. What if the former sect leader turned her son into a daughter?"
Jiang Qionglan looked at Qin Beixuan and smiled faintly. He admitted, "It's really me. It was really my mother who turned me into this neither - male - nor - female appearance. But it was also her who gave me supreme power. Do you think I should hate her?"
When Jiang Qionglan thought of his mother, he still remembered how he had begged bitterly when he was forced to drink the medicine that would damage his vocal cords and affect his height. He also remembered his mother's determined attitude.
Jiang Qionglan's small body was no match for the sect leader's men. While he resisted by turning his head away and refused to drink the medicine, he begged his mother bitterly.
"Mother... Please, I don't want to be not a woman. Mother, please, don't do this to me, cough, cough..."
The sect leader gritted her teeth and turned Jiang Qionglan's head. She said earnestly, "Silly child, mother is doing this for your own good. You're the most outstanding child among your sisters. If you drink this medicine every day, mother will let you be the young sect leader. Isn't that great? Your elder and younger sisters are all vying for it!"
He clearly remembered that his mother only cared about power. In order to make Lianhua Mountain prosperous, she didn't hesitate to ruin her own son with her own hands.
What a great sect leader!
Jiang Qionglan sneered sarcastically in his heart.