When I was young, I often went in and out of Concubine Yuan's palace as Nan Qi's study companion.
Concubine Yuan had a trusted personal maid named Fe Mama. Concubine Yuan looked at me and Nan Qi chatting casually with Fe Mama.
Concubine Yuan asked Fe Mama if she happened to have a nephew around our age. If so, she wondered if he could also be brought into the palace to play together.
At that time, Fe Mama rejected the idea, claiming that Fei Nanyu's status was too lowly and that she feared he would be rude to the noble lady if he came over.
Thinking of the records in the history books about Fei Nanyu's age, he was indeed similar to Mo Jiuye.
Therefore, He Zhiran felt that Fe Mama's nephew was undoubtedly Fei Nanyu.
According to what Mo Jiuye said, Fe Mama was Concubine Yuan's trusted aide, so she should not lack money. Why didn't she lend a helping hand when her own nephew's family was so destitute?
Such a question flashed through He Zhiran's mind and then disappeared in an instant. After all, how one deals with relatives has nothing to do with the big picture.
Her purpose in letting Mo Jiuye know about Fei Nanyu's existence was exactly what they had been chatting about for so long.
Thinking that Mo Jiuye had taken the initiative to mention that he often went in and out of Concubine Yuan's palace when he was young, He Zhiran tentatively asked him, "What was Concubine Yuan's attitude towards you when you often went to her palace?"
Speaking of this, Mo Jiuye had a very deep impression.
"I don't know why, but the Noble Concubine treated me even better than she treated Nan Qi."
He Zhiran: This is right. It matches almost completely with the wild history records. Concubine Yuan must have known that Mo Jiuye was her own son, that's why she was like this.
Mo Jiuye was quite sensitive. He instantly felt that He Zhiran's question was a bit strange.
"Why do you ask like this?"
Seeing Mo Jiuye's serious look, He Zhiran couldn't help but want to tease him a little.
"Have you ever thought that you might be Concubine Yuan's child?"
"That's impossible!" Mo Jiuye categorically denied it, and his expression became even more serious.
"Are you that sure?" He Zhiran persisted in asking unrelentingly.
"Of course I'm sure. When I, a Mo Family Man, was born, I had the unique family mark of the Mo Family." Mo Jiuye had no doubt about his own origins.
"Family mark?" This was the first time He Zhiran had heard that a family would have some kind of mark. This couldn't be explained scientifically unless it was done deliberately by people.
"When I and my eight elder brothers were born, we all had a crescent-shaped birthmark on our left shoulders.
My father said this was an ancient inheritance passed down in the Mo Family Clan, and it was the same with him and many more of my ancestors."
Seeing Mo Jiuye speak categorically, He Zhiran was confused.
There are endless wonders in the world, and something as bizarre as transmigration could happen, so a family mark was not that strange.
What He Zhiran first thought of when she saw this section about Mo Jiuye's origins in the wild history was that this was very likely the real reason why Nan Qi had attacked him.
This speculation was soon negated by the Mo Family's family mark. The reason why Nan Qi targeted Mo Jiuye became a mystery again.
At the same time, a series of question marks also appeared in Mo Jiuye's mind.
Why did Nan Qi want him dead?
Why did He Zhiran ask such a question?
Both harbored their own thoughts and neither spoke again.
Because they had things on their minds, they only ate some casual food for dinner.
Lying back in the tent again, He Zhiran was wide awake.
Her consciousness entered the shop space and she first checked the sales of the shop. Only one item was sold today, adding 250,000 yuan to the account.
There were still many items in stock left and no need to replenish, so He Zhiran simply continued to read that wild history book, hoping for some other gains.
At the same time, upstairs in the inn in Pingyuan County.
Nan Qi sat at the table, rhythmically tapping the table with his fingers.
"Master, I just received a carrier pigeon letter from Li Lu."
While speaking, He Feng had already respectfully delivered a small paper roll about 5 centimeters long to Nan Qi.
Nan Qi calmly unrolled the paper, and after reading the contents, slammed the table hard.
"A bunch of useless trash! Killing the wrong person when trying to kill someone, what use do I have keeping such incompetents around?"
He Feng did not know what was written in Li Lu's letter, but seeing the Master so angry, something big must have happened.
"Master, what happened?" He Feng cautiously asked.
Nan Qi unpleasantly threw the note to him.
"See for yourself."
After reading the contents of the note, He Feng analyzed, "The Li Family people were escorted back to the capital. Master Li Lu's news should not be false."
"Humph! Now that Mo Jiuye is awake, and given his vigilance, he must have guessed that He Liang was just his scapegoat. If I want to take his life again in the future, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."
Calmed down now, Nan Qi carefully considered what to do next.
Although He Feng didn't know why his Master was so determined to kill Mo Jiuye, he knew clearly in his heart that this matter was a must-win for the Master.
"Master, why don't your subordinate send a few people out to find out where Mo Jiuye and the others' exiled team has reached, understand the situation there, and also plan the next step?"
Nan Qi waved his hand: "No need. With the Li family escorted back to the capital, the exiled team must be waiting in place for the officials to return and continue on together.
Pingyuan County is a necessary stop for exile to the northwest. We'll just wait here. I want to meet Mo Jiuye myself."
With the Master having made up his mind, He Feng simply brought up something else.
"Master, tomorrow will be the last day according to what Master Wuchen said. If you still haven't met that noble person, what should we do?"
"Master Wuchen's calculations have never been wrong before. I must find that person." Nan Qi's tone carried an unquestionable assertiveness.
Moreover, he had already planned to stay here and wait for Mo Jiuye, so it was not unreasonable to look for that noble person for a few more days...
Unknowingly, He Zhiran had read through that entire Wild History book again, especially the section describing Mo Jiuye's origins.
From every perspective, there were no flaws in this description.
Moreover, Mo Jiuye also said that the Concubine treated him even better than Nan Qi. Why was that?
He Zhiran racked her brains to speculate on various possibilities. Finally, she thought of Nan Qi in a flash of inspiration.
Having found a new breakthrough, He Zhiran was a little excited. She turned over with a bigger movement than normal, accidentally pressing Mo Jiuye's arm.
Feeling something wrong, He Zhiran moved her body away at the fastest speed.
She didn't know if it was her movement that woke Mo Jiuye up, or if he hadn't fallen asleep like her either.
Unexpectedly, Mo Jiuye sat up with his tone still revealing no warmth at all.
"Can't you sleep either?"
"Yeah, thinking about things in my head, so a bit insomnia." He Zhiran did not hide it.
Mo Jiuye asked again: "Still thinking about my origins?"
Being asked right on target, He Zhiran hesitated for a moment and asked:
"Can you and Nan Qi bathe together?"
As an intelligent person, Mo Jiuye grasped the true meaning behind this question at once.
"I can confirm he doesn't have a birthmark on him."
