Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved
Chapter 308 He Found Out the Truth

Chapter 308: Chapter 308 He Found Out the Truth

Murong Jiu turned her head back.

"Don’t you already have the answer in your heart?"

Miao Wuxie struggled internally.

Yes, he had found the answer; after reuniting with Zhuo Yinzhu, he realized the Zhuo Yinzhu from his early years and the present Zhuo Yinzhu were completely different people.

Especially after the disfigurement, her personality had greatly changed.

However, after his mother died early on, it was indeed Zhuo Yinzhu who had always been with him, which made it impossible for him to truly let go.

"Back then, Aunt Qiong didn’t really want to abandon her husband and child; she just wanted to visit her hometown and see her parents. She had been imprisoned by your father for half her life, not because she was mentally ill, but because she was forcibly taken by your father. For your sake, she had never once harmed herself; those injuries on her body were all caused by your father."

Murong Jiu spoke to him earnestly and seriously.

Aunt Qiong was a pitiful person, yet Miao Wuxie was ungrateful, unaware of his mother’s sufferings.

Murong Jiu chose to speak out now because she felt Miao Wuxie had changed. At least, he was no longer as crafty and vicious as in his previous life, when he became a notorious poison master. After coming to Capital City, he hadn’t used poison to harm anyone’s life.

Moreover, since Miao Wuxie was willing to help her, she hoped he could know the truth, which was partly her way of repayment.

Upon hearing this, Miao Wuxie incredulously stepped back half a step.

He shook his head, "Impossible, my father is not that kind of person."

"Hmph! Whether he is that kind of person, you know best in your heart!"

Divine Doctor Zhai snorted coldly, "Didn’t you notice your mother’s abnormality back then? You just didn’t dare to believe it, did you?"

How could such a clever person not know? It was nothing more than self-deception.

"So my mother, she didn’t hang herself, my father killed her?"

Murong Jiu shook her head, "We don’t know. When we took Aunt Qiong away but were found by you all, my master broke with your father. But when we visited Aunt Qiong’s parents’ house, we found that they had died violently more than a decade ago, which was also the year your mother was forcefully taken; even Aunt Qiong’s former fiancé died under mysterious circumstances."

Miao Wuxie’s face turned pale in waves.

He knew his father was ruthless, but he did not expect that his father would also have the heart to strike down his mother’s biological parents!

Did his mother accidentally discover the truth and try to fight with his father but was killed by him?

"Aunt Qiong had you in her heart, Wu Xie, naïve and innocent, these were Aunt Qiong’s hopes for you."

After saying that, Murong Jiu turned around and left.

Miao Wuxie slumped powerlessly into a chair, as Murong Jiu’s last words echoed endlessly in his mind.

He couldn’t help thinking—if he had not believed Zhuo Yinzhu’s words about his mother eloping and hadn’t reunited her with his father, would his mother have not died that year?

Would she have been able to live out the rest of her life in peace in a place his father couldn’t find?

Endless regret swept over him like a tidal wave at this moment.

It tormented him like a knife twisting in his heart and stirred anger within him.

After a long time, he finally left the teahouse. When leaving, his eyes were as still as dead water, not betraying a single anomaly.

"Where have you been? Why have you come back only now!"

Returning to the courtyard arranged by the Second Prince, the door had just opened when a teacup smashed against his shoulder, shattering on the ground and scattering porcelain shards.

Zhuo Yinzhu’s twisted countenance and shrill voice were both cutting and detestable, forming a stark contrast with Murong Jiu’s calm and elegant demeanor.

Miao Wuxie stepped over the broken porcelain fragments toward Zhuo Yinzhu, his face revealing the same gentle smile as always, and said, "Yinzhu, I went to find some medicine. Haven’t I promised you? I want to rid your face of the scars from the burns; I’ve found some herbs I want to try. I may not have time to care for you in the coming days."

Zhuo Yinzhu’s face, marred by monstrous scars, lit up with joy: "Really? Can you truly restore me to my former self? It’s okay, go ahead and try— I won’t disturb you! Big Brother, you are the most powerful Divine Doctor, not even Murong Jiu can hold a candle to you—I believe in you!"

"Then I will surely not disappoint Yinzhu."

His smile was still gentle.

As he walked toward his room, he suddenly turned back: "Oh yes, Yinzhu, did my mother truly elope with Master Uncle Zhai that year?"

Zhuo Yinzhu hadn’t expected him to ask such a question out of the blue and hastily nodded, "Of course, I heard it with my own ears, it’s true. Big Brother, why do you suddenly ask this, do you miss your mother?"

Miao Wuxie did not miss the fleeting panic and evasiveness in Zhuo Yinzhu’s eyes just then—she had indeed lied.

He had always prided himself on his intelligence, yet he had been easily deceived by others.

How laughable.

"Yes, my mother’s death anniversary is fast approaching."

"Oh right, it’s coming up soon!"

Zhuo Yinzhu had long forgotten when the death anniversary was and casually played along, little did she know the anniversary was still several months away.

"Big Brother, don’t be sad, this time I’ll be with you," she said.

Miao Wuxie nodded, "Thanks, Yinzhu, you were always there for me. I still remember when I was bitten by a deadly green snake, you appeared as if from heaven to save my life. Though I was barely conscious and could neither see nor hear well, I felt that you must have been sent by the gods to rescue me."

Zhuo Yinzhu showed a smile, "Yes, I was sent by the gods from heaven. Big Brother, you should remember my life-saving grace. That green snake’s venom was so potent. I used a hairpin to open the fang marks, squeezed and sucked out the blood, and then went to search for herbs for you— I even lost my hairpin in the process."

Heh, green snake?

It had been a black and red slender snake; he remembered it very clearly. At his last breath, he had felt someone saving him, and he had been careful to describe what kind of snake had bitten him.

In the past, he never doubted, nor did he ask again, but now that he probed, he realized there were so many inconsistencies.

Back then, Murong Jiu was only a teenager and had saved his life, but Zhuo Yinzhu took the credit, and he, influenced by Zhuo Yinzhu’s dislike for Murong Jiu, also developed a dislike, and even disdain for her.

Zhuo Yinzhu also claimed that Murong Jiu had once pushed her into water, and without any investigation, he had lashed out at Murong Jiu.

Miao Wuxie had an excellent memory. Looking back now, he remembered Murong Jiu’s indifferent expression back then; she was too contemptuous to explain, and her lips bore a mocking smile—was she laughing at how he, a grown man, had been so easily manipulated by Zhuo Yinzhu?

With her mind set on the prospect of regaining her beauty, Zhuo Yinzhu was excited and failed to notice Miao Wuxie’s unusual behavior.

This time, Miao Wuxie did not look back; his expression was icy as he entered his room.

The antidote—once he had created Thin Line Heaven’s antidote, he could repay Murong Jiu’s life-saving grace.

As for the rest, once he had dealt with Thin Line Heaven’s matter, he would seek the truth from his father.

Elsewhere, after returning to her residence, Murong Jiu also sequestered herself in the pharmacy with her master. She was not willing to entrust her safety to others; Miao Wuxie’s involvement was just one more possibility, one more hope.

"Xiao Jiu! Such a big incident has happened, why didn’t you tell us!"

General Fu suddenly arrived with several brothers in a hurry.