Chapter 241

Her thoughts were still lingering on Su Chen's previous critique of Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing was the daughter of the Asura Blade, Qin Hongmian.

And she had heard the name Qin Hongmian from her mother.

It was once when she wanted to find Li Qingluo and heard a conversation between her mother and several sturdy women at the entrance of the manor.

She remembered it very clearly.

Li Qingluo said she had a mortal enemy in Dali named Qin Hongmian.

And she had ordered those sturdy women to go to Dali to capture Qin Hongmian's disciple and bring her back to Mantuo Shanzhuang.

Now it seemed that the so-called disciple was Mu Wanqing.

It was only then that she realized the sturdy women raised in the manor were not for farm work, but were assassins kept by her mother.

Several subsequent accidental encounters made her feel even more that her mother had a special obsession with Dali.

Could it be…

A very bold idea formed in her mind.

"Young Mistress, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Azhu asked with concern.

She had already noticed that Wang Yuyan's expression was not right.

Wang Yuyan came back to her senses, looked at Azhu, and said slowly with some hesitation:

"Azhu, let me ask you, do you regret asking about your life story?"

Azhu was stunned upon hearing this and said in a low voice, "I regret it. But if given the chance to choose again, I would still ask."

Having been an orphan since childhood, she would never give up the chance to know the truth, no matter what the result was.

She was certain of this in her heart.

Wang Yuyan nodded; she already understood what she had to do.

Wang Yuyan stood up from her seat, her white dress fluttering as if she had stepped out of a painting, and came to the railing.

In an instant, the eyes of the entire hall were focused on Wang Yuyan.

Even those who had already seen beauties like Yao Yue, Lian Xing, Zhou Zhiruo, and Sun Xiuqing could not help but feel a surge of stunning amazement at this moment.

Wang Yuyan's beauty was completely different from Yao Yue's beauty, which was proud and aloof like a fairy or demon.

Her beauty was the natural beauty of "a lotus rising from clear water, without any artificial carving," just like a beautiful goddess who had long resided in the Luo River and suddenly arrived here on a whim.

Even though she was in this noisy hall, her arrival transformed everything into a realm of empty mountains and spiritual rain, dreamlike and moving to the extreme.

Only at this moment did everyone truly understand what was meant by the beauty of a celestial being.

"This young woman, Wang Yuyan, greets Su Mou."

"I wish to ask Su Mou to reveal my entire life story."

Wang Yuyan said softly in a sweet voice that did not contain a trace of impurity.

She was Wang Yuyan!

A look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the crowd of Jianghu heroes, yet it also seemed a matter of course.

Mantuo Shanzhuang and the Gusu Murong clan were one family; it was normal for her to come with Murong Fu.

The most crucial point was that her beauty almost perfectly matched Su Chen's description of "the face of a celestial being," making it impossible for anyone to imagine a second identity.

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen was slightly surprised to see Wang Yuyan come out to ask about her life story.

Had this girl already sensed something?

After pondering for a moment, Su Chen said slowly:

"Since you are on the Rouge List, I shall naturally fulfill your wish."

"But your life story is even more complex than Azhu's."

"Are you sure you want to hear it?"

In front of the third-floor railing, Wang Yuyan smiled and said, "I have already prepared myself. Please speak, Su Mou."

Yes, she had already received the answer from Azhu.

No matter the result, she had to face it.

At this very moment, the entire hall was silent.

The fact that the life story of this celestial beauty, Wang Yuyan, was even more complex than Azhu's immediately aroused their curiosity.

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen, having received Wang Yuyan's affirmative reply, no longer hesitated and said slowly:

"In that case, I shall critique your life story here."

"Perhaps you have already guessed that your biological father is not the master of Mantuo Shanzhuang, but the Dali Prince of Zhennan, Duan Zhengchun."

What?

Hearing this, the entire hall erupted!

No one had expected that the peerless beauty born to Duan Zhengchun was actually Wang Yuyan.

Everyone had thought she was Little Dragon Maiden, abandoned by her parents.

How many good deeds did this Duan Zhengchun do in his past life to exchange for such evil deeds in this life?

Everyone had only one thought in their minds at this moment.

With blade in hand, kill the Duan dog.

In the third-floor private room, Azhu's eyes widened suddenly.

Wang Yuyan was actually also Duan Zhengchun's illegitimate daughter; wouldn't that make her her half-sister?

Murong Fu and his several retainers were also dumbfounded.

They did not expect that the master of Mantuo Shanzhuang back then was actually a cuckold.

However, when they thought of the peerless beauty of Li Qingluo, they also understood a little.

Wang Yuyan's appearance was almost inherited from Li Qingluo.

Such a celestial-level beauty, even if already pregnant, was something many people would crave.

In the corner.

Little Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she was very certain that her father was Huang Yaoshi.

There was still a tiny bit of worry.

Now she could finally rest easy.

In front of the third-floor railing, Wang Yuyan felt her heart tighten suddenly.

But as if she hadn't noticed, she said softly, "Please continue, Su Mou."

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen nodded slightly and, without further hesitation, told the whole story:

"Back then, your mother, Li Qingluo, lived in Dali with your maternal grandmother and accidentally met Duan Zhengchun."

"Later, your maternal grandmother left Dali, and your mother was also abandoned by Duan Zhengchun."

"At that time, already pregnant, she came to Gusu alone and angrily married the then-master of Mantuo Shanzhuang."

"Later, the master of Mantuo Shanzhuang died young, and your mother logically inherited the family business."

"In the following years, your mother moved the martial arts manuals collected by your maternal grandparents from the Langhuan Jade Cave in Dali to Mantuo Shanzhuang in batches, hiding them in a library, which is today's Langhuan Jade Cave."

Wang Yuyan's body trembled violently upon hearing this.

So that was it!

When she was a child, she was curious about where her family's Langhuan Jade Cave came from.

But Li Qingluo never answered her question.

Now, she finally knew everything; these manuals actually came from her maternal grandparents.

This shock was extraordinary.

She knew well the quality of the manuals in the Langhuan Jade Cave, which even surpassed the Heshi Water Pavilion.

What kind of people were her maternal grandparents who possessed these manuals?

"Su Mou, may I ask what the identity of my maternal grandparents is?"

Wang Yuyan asked persistently.

On the white jade platform.