"When I was a child, as Nan Qi's companion, I often visited Concubine Yuan's palace.
Concubine Yuan had a confidant named Fei. Concubine Yuan looked at Nan Qi and me and chatted with her.
Concubine Yuan Guifei asked Aunt Fei if she had a nephew who was similar to our age. If possible, she could bring him into the palace and play with him.
Aunt Fei refused at the time, claiming that Nan Yu was of low status and was afraid that he would come and offend the nobleman."
Thinking of the historical records, Fei Nanyu's age is indeed similar to that of Mo Jiuye.
Therefore, He Zhiran felt that there was no doubt that Aunt Fei's nephew was Fei Nanyu.
According to what Mo Jiuye said, Aunt Fei is a confidant of Concubine Yuan, and she should not be short of money. Why did her nephew and his family not lend a helping hand when they were living in such dire straits?
Such doubts flashed through He Zhiran's mind. After all, how people get along with their relatives has nothing to do with the overall situation.
She let Mo Jiuye know Fei Nanyu's existence, which was the purpose of talking so much just now.
Thinking that Mo Jiuye had taken the initiative to mention that he often visited Concubine Yuan Gui's palace when he was young, He Zhiran asked him tentatively.
"You often go to Concubine Yuan's palace. How does she treat you?"
Speaking of this, Mo Jiuye was deeply impressed.
"I don't know why, but the imperial concubine's attitude towards me is even better than towards Nan Qi."
He Zhiran: That’s right. It’s almost completely consistent with the content recorded in unofficial history.
Concubine Yuan Gui must have known that Mo Jiuye was her biological son, so she acted like this.
Mo Jiuye was more sensitive and instantly felt that He Zhiran's question was a bit strange.
"Why do you ask that?"
Seeing Mo Jiuye's serious look, He Zhiran couldn't help but want to tease him.
"Have you ever thought that you are Concubine Yuan's child?"
"This is impossible!" Mo Jiuye retorted without any doubt, and her expression became more serious.
"Are you so sure?" He Zhiran continued to ask.
"Of course I'm sure. When I, the son of the Mo family, was born, he would bear the unique family mark of the Mo family." Mo Jiuye had no doubts about his life experience.
"Family mark?" This was the first time He Zhiran had heard that a family would have any mark. This cannot be explained scientifically, unless it is done intentionally.
“When my eight brothers and I were born, we all had crescent-shaped birthmarks on our left shoulders.
My father said that this is an ancient inheritance of the Mo family, including him and many other ancestors."
Seeing that Mo Jiuye was so confident in his words, He Zhiran was confused.
The world is full of wonders, such bizarre things as time travel can happen, and it is not surprising that a family imprint appears.
When He Zhiran saw this paragraph about Mo Jiuye's life experience in the unofficial history, the first thing he thought of was that this was probably the real reason why Nan Qi took action against him.
This speculation was quickly denied by the Mo family imprint, and Nan Qi's reasons for targeting Mo Jiuye became a mystery again.
At the same time, a series of question marks appeared in Mo Jiuye's mind.
Why did Nan Qi put him to death?
Why would He Zhiran ask such a question?
The two of them had their own thoughts and no one said anything.
Because I was worried, I just ate some dinner casually.
Lying back in the tent again, He Zhiran was not sleepy at all.
When my consciousness entered the space, I first checked the sales situation of the store. Only one product was sold today, and my account increased by 250,000 yuan.
There were still a lot of goods, and there was no need to replenish them. He Zhiran simply continued to look through the unofficial history, hoping to gain something else.
At the same time, in the upper room of Pingyuan County Inn.
Nan Qi sat at the table, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table.
"Your Majesty, I just received a letter from Eunuch Li."
While talking to Hefeng, he respectfully handed a small paper roll about 5 centimeters long in front of Nan Qi.
"Your Majesty, my subordinate has just received the flying pigeon letter from Eunuch Li."
Nan Qi calmly opened the scroll and after browsing the contents, he slapped the table hard.
"A bunch of trash, they can kill the wrong person. What's the use of raising this bunch of idiots?"
Hefeng didn't know what was written in Li Lu's letter, but seeing the prince looking so angry, something big must have happened.
"My lord, what happened?" Hefeng asked cautiously.
Nan Qi threw the note in his hand to him unhappily.
"look by youself."
Hefeng read the contents of the note and analyzed: "Li Liang's family was escorted back to Beijing. The news about Eunuch Li cannot be false."
"Hmph! Now that Mo Jiuye has woken up, and with his alertness, he will definitely guess that He Liang is just his scapegoat. I'm afraid it won't be that easy to take his life in the future."
Nan Qi also calmed down at this moment and thought carefully about what to do next.
Although Hefeng didn't know why his prince wanted to put Mo Jiuye to death, he knew in his heart that this matter was absolutely inevitable for the prince.
"Your Majesty, why don't you send a few people out to find out where Mo Jiuye and his exiled team are, to understand the situation there, and to study the next plan?"
Nan Qi waved his hand: "No, the Li family was escorted back to Beijing. Presumably the exile team will have to wait for the officials to come back and meet up before heading out on the road together.
Pingyuan County is the only place for exile to the northwest, we will wait here, I want to meet Mo Jiuye in person."
The master made up his own mind and simply talked about other things with Feng.
"Your Majesty, tomorrow is the last day that Master Wuchen said. If you still can't meet that noble person, what will we do?"
"Master Wuchen's calculations have never been wrong. I must find that person." There was no doubt in Nan Qi's tone.
Besides, he had already planned to stay here and wait for Mo Jiuye, so there was nothing wrong with him looking for that noble man for a few more days...
He Zhiran unknowingly read the entire "Unofficial History" again, especially the section describing Mo Jiuye's life experience.
No matter from which point of view, there is nothing wrong with the description of this paragraph.
Moreover, Mo Jiuye also said that the imperial concubine's attitude towards him was even better than towards Nan Qi. Why is this?
He Zhiran racked her brains to speculate on various possibilities, and finally she had an idea and thought of Nan Qi.
Having found a new breakthrough, He Zhiran was a little excited. She turned over a little too much and accidentally pressed one of Mo Jiuye's arms.
Sensing something was wrong, He Zhiran moved his body away as quickly as possible.
I don't know if it was her movements that woke Mo Jiuye up, or if he, like me, hadn't fallen asleep at all.
Mo Jiuye actually sat up, but there was still no warmth in his tone.
"You can't sleep either?"
"Well, I have some insomnia because of thinking about things." He Zhiran didn't hide it.
Mo Jiuye asked again: "Still thinking about my life experience?"
Being asked to the point, He Zhiran hesitated for a moment and then asked:
"Have you and Nan Qi bathed together?"
Mo Jiuye is also a smart person, and he immediately captured the true meaning of this issue.
"I can confirm that there are no birthmarks on his body."