Chapter 94 Old story of Yiren, can you listen to it?

Chapter 94 Old Things of Yiren, Can You Listen to it?

Mr. Dou was stunned by Du Yilin's question.

He recalled the experience of meeting Leng Xuanrong until now. As he recalled, Mr. Dou couldn't help shaking his head.

Du Yilin was really angry and simply pulled Mr. Dou to the table. After the two sat down, Du Yilin frowned and asked Mr. Dou, " Haowei, think about it. Before I come, can you guess that Leng Xuanrong is Leng Chengqi's daughter? Can you see that she hid a court offender at home? If I hadn't come, I'm afraid she would have hidden these things very well. You will never find out.

Mr. Dou couldn't help but explain, "These are all life-and-death events. How can she casually tell others!"

Du Yilin snorted, "Don't you think there are too many life-and-death events hidden by her? Don't you think there are too many coincidences around her and she knows too many things?

After Du Yilin said this, Mr. Dou seemed to be much clearer in his mind, and the details that he had not noticed before seemed to flash out.

Mr. Dou has to admit that Leng Xuanrong is a person who is good at calculation.

The two met for the first time, and what Leng Xuanrong did was calculated. Leng Xuanrong admitted this in person. At that time, Mr. Dou only felt that although the woman was a little scheming, she was forced to live, and she did not continue to hide, but told herself the truth, which was already a very rare honesty.

Later, when Du Yilin arrived, Leng Xuanrong told his identity and Zeng Yanliang's story. Mr. Dou also felt that it was reasonable for Leng Xuanrong to hide these things from him. After all, we haven't been together for a long time. If it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to tell others such an important thing...

Mr. Dou thought of this and looked up to say something to Du Yilin, but Du Yilin waved his hand and said, "I know what you want to say, but think about it, how can a person who can calculate other people's lives with the major events of the imperial court have purity in his heart? At the beginning, we saw those people throw out Li Duen's broken arm at the gate of Lijia gambling house, right? You didn't pay attention at that time, but I saw it clearly. When the woman saw the bloody broken arm, her eyes did not shake at all! At that time, I wondered why such a little girl seemed to be a person who was used to life and death. Why is she so calm? Now I know, because these things are all expected by her! Maybe we saw this scene at that time, and it was all in her expectation!"

Mr. Dou suddenly stood up and circled around the room with his hands behind his back.

His mind was so confused that Mr. Dou knew that Du Yilin would not lie to him, but he felt that he had been with Leng Xuanrong for so long and would never be all false.

At the beginning, he painted for her in the peach forest, and later she embroidered peach blossoms for him with her own hands on the purse. When it was drizzling, she fell on his shoulder and cried bitterly. Even if she really did something wrong, the bitter and uncontrollable crying could not be pretended.

Mr. Dou felt that Leng Xuanrong trusted him and even liked him. Although the two said that they wanted to meet here, there was indeed a feeling of admiration between them.

Is all this false?

Absolutely impossible.

Leng Xuanrong hides something. Maybe it's because she hides something that she can't tell others, so she often shows a tired look, and she becomes more and more haggard.

It must be like this.

Mr. Dou had a colic in his heart.

In retrospect, even just now, he thought that he and the girl would become lifelong friends. But now that I look at it again, everything is fragile and ridiculous.

"Your Majesty..." Mr. Dou turned around and said to Du Yilin, "Let me see her."

Du Yilin hammered the table fiercely and said loudly, "No! Haowei! Let me tell you! You are not allowed to see her again!"

Mr. Dou smiled bitterly and said softly, "If you listen to it, it will be clear, but if you listen to it, it will be dark. Prince, maybe I can ask from her what she doesn't want to tell you."

As soon as he heard Mr. Dou say this, Du Yilin showed doubt and asked coldly, "Even if she told you, will you tell me when you come back?"

Mr. Dou thought for a moment and nodded, "I know what the prince knows."

Du Yilin heard the words and sighed.

"Haowei, you are a good man. Why... why make it such a difficult for yourself..."

Although Du Yilin said this, he also agreed to let Mr. Dou meet Leng Xuanrong.

Mr. Dou's footsteps are extremely heavy. He was even a little confused and didn't know if he really should go to see Leng Xuanrong.

See you, what do you ask?

Ask her why she did those things? Ask her if she lied to herself? Or ask her how she views this subtle relationship between the two?

No matter which question it is, there seems to be no way to speak.

Mr. Dou stood in front of the guest room and hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door.

As soon as the door opened, Leng Xuanrong's eyes were still stained with tears, and her eyes were as red and swollen as that day.

Mr. Dou was a little distressed and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Leng Xuanrong has long thought that if someone comes at this time, it must be Mr. Dou.

"Didn't the prince order that no one is allowed to come?" Leng Xuanrong asked in a hoarse voice.

Mr. Dou smiled bitterly, "I brazenly begged for a favor..."

Leng Xuanrong's nose was sore, and he hurriedly turned around and walked to the table in the room. As he walked, he whispered, "Xuan Rong is not worth doing this..."

Mr. Dou followed him to the house, closed the door, and then came to the table.

The two sat around the table for a long time, and no one spoke.

Leng Xuanrong dried tears and said to Mr. Dou, "Just now, I was bothered to send a sentence to Mr. Dou, hoping that Mr. Dou can pity my sick old father in bed and take care of him a little..."

As soon as Mr. Dou heard this, he hurriedly said, "Miss Xuanrong, please rest assured that I will send someone to take care of Mr. Leng's affairs."

Leng Xuanrong closed her eyes and took a breath, then stood up and stepped back two steps, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed to Mr. Dou.

Her behavior scared Mr. Dou. Mr. Dou hurriedly got up and pulled Leng Xuanrong up from the ground, "This is... Miss Xuanrong, what are you doing..."

Leng Xuanrong's footsteps were a little unstable, and she spoke with a crying voice.

"Since you met Mr. Dou, I have been troubled by Mr. Dou. In this Yan County... In this world, I'm afraid that Mr. Dou is the only person Leng Xuanrong can rely on. Mr. Dou's kindness to me, I'm afraid Leng Xuanrong in this life... I'm afraid I can't repay it..."

If...if there is another afterlife...

Leng Xuanrong thought that if there was another afterlife, even if she was asked to be a girl who served tea and poured water, she also wanted to repay Mr. Dou.

Hearing Leng Xuanrong's words, Mr. Dou's heart was like a knife.

Thinking of Leng Xuanrong's background, Mr. Dou really wants to look up and sigh. Why did God put so much suffering on such a weak woman?

The prince said that Leng Xuanrong was full of scheming, but imagine, if she was not full of scheming, how could she save her father's life? How can we save the life of the only big brother Yan Liang that she can rely on? Isn't everything she has done that she has been forced to be helpless?

"Xuanrong girl...Xuanrong! Tell me what you know! What the hell are you going to do! What the hell have you done?" Mr. Dou stroked Leng Xuanrong's shoulder, looked at her red and swollen eyes, and said excitedly, "I don't believe you are a vicious villain! I don't believe you have any huge conspiracy! Tell me what's wrong with you!"

Leng Xuanrong's shoulder was pinched by Mr. Dou. She knew that Mr. Dou must be so excited to say such a thing because he is also suffering now, and he must be distressed.

Leng Xuanrong frowned and slowly said, "Mr. Dou, would you like to listen to me... Do you want to listen to me about these things..."

Mr. Dou nodded vigorously. He doesn't want to be kept in the dark. Whether it's right or wrong, good or bad, he has to judge by himself. Even if there is still a glimmer of life, he doesn't want to watch Leng Xuanrong executed by Du Yilin.

The two sat down around the table again. Leng Xuanrong pondered for a moment before saying, "When my father was working in the Military Affairs Department, he accidentally found a secret letter sent to the imperial city below. These secret letters should have been submitted directly to the emperor, but somehow they were suppressed. My father felt strange and secretly looked at the contents. The person who wrote the secret letter had long been dismissed and disappeared, and my father did not mention the contents of the secret letter to me, but later I found several letters in my father's personal bag, which mentioned this matter and said that it was the beginning of everything later.

Leng Xuanrong said word by word, saying very calmly, "There are still several account books in my father's bag. I can understand some of the contents of this account book, but I can't understand some of them. Originally, I didn't know what those were, but it was not until my father was discouraged and owed gambling debts. Later, he told me the reason why he abandoned the official and fled. Leng Xuanrong looked at Mr. Dou and said, "Father found that there was a conspiracy in the court, and the books in his hand were evidence of the actions of those people."

Mr. Dou took a breath of cold air as soon as he heard this.

Only then did he know that the things that caused a sensation in the whole imperial city were the starting point of the chaos in the imperial city now. Everything had already started at that time.

When Leng Xuanrong saw Mr. Dou's surprised look, she couldn't help sighing again.

What she sighed was not Mr. Dou's surprise, but herself. Even if she is full of gratitude to Mr. Dou, what she said to Mr. Dou is still half true.

The memory of the previous life is like a crab with a giant claw. Thinking of something, Leng Xuanrong was pinched in pain.