After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Chapter 551 Uncovering the truth
Madam Yan regained some strength and walked to the bed with heavy steps.

Meng Qianqian brought over an oil lamp.

Although he received meticulous care after entering the Prince's Mansion, he had already exhausted his strength from day-to-day imprisonment, and he still looked emaciated and no longer human.

It’s hard to explain, but Madam Yan felt an indescribable sense of familiarity rising in her heart.

She bent down and moved closer.

At this moment, the man suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Lady Yan's wrist.

But if you look closely, he was not looking at Madam Yan, but just staring blankly at the ceiling of the tent.

Madam Yan first looked at the small scar on the back of the man's hand and her heart skipped a beat.

Then she looked at the other person's face carefully again.

Her eyes gradually turned red, her throat began to swell and ache, her lips trembled, and she choked out, "Uncle Master...is that you?"

The man did not respond, still staring at the ceiling with a dull look in his eyes.

Then Madam Yan undressed the man again, and seeing the crisscrossing scars on his back, she leaned on him and cried bitterly: "Uncle Master...Uncle Master..."

Meng Qianqian had never seen Madam Yan so excited.

She cried like a child, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances and longings of her half-life to this man who had already lost his mind.

But no matter how she cried, Junior Master Uncle could no longer respond to her.

Although he looked a little old due to the torture he had suffered, he did not look like the same age as King Miao and Emperor Liang.

Meng Qianqian guessed that it was her second uncle, but she never guessed that it was Yan Niangzi's uncle.

In that case, should I call him Grandmaster Uncle?

"Uncle Master... I'm Shuang'er... Do you still remember Shuang'er?"

Madam Yan is a doctor herself, so how could she not see that her uncle-master had already failed to recognize her?

That's why she felt even more sad.

"How could this happen... I always thought you were traveling around the world..."

Meng Qianqian put the oil lamp back on the table.

Soon, the man closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Madam Yan raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and gently put her uncle's skinny hand back into the quilt, choking with sobs as she said, "He doesn't look like my uncle's age, right?"

Meng Qianqian hummed.

Madam Yan sniffed and smiled with a hint of reminiscence: "Little Master Uncle is Master's junior fellow apprentice. He was the last disciple my master accepted when he was traveling around the world. He is only three years older than your mother. Outsiders often think that he is your mother and I's senior apprentice. Master's original intention of accepting him was not to strengthen the master's sect, but to have someone to serve him and talk to when he was traveling."

Meng Qianqian: "Oh, an errand boy."

Madam Yan opened her mouth and said, "But it is true that Master taught him martial arts. He taught him all his life's skills. After Master passed away, Junior Master stayed in Qianji Pavilion for a few years. During those years, my martial arts and that of Senior Sister made rapid progress, all thanks to him."

"There is another thing you may not know. Your mother and father met through Junior Master."

"Ok?"

Meng Qianqian was stunned.

When Lady Yan mentioned those carefree days, a smile unconsciously filled her brows: "Junior Master and your father are good friends."

Meng Qianqian murmured, "So there is such a fate."

Lady Yan said, "It's hard to predict what's going on in life, isn't it?"

It was difficult for Meng Qianqian to refute.

Madam Yan said, "Junior master uncle is not interested in remaining in our sect. After your parents got married, he went traveling around the world. He came back once when you were one year old, and then..." When she said this, her smile froze.

Meng Qianqian guessed that something bad must have happened when her uncle-master returned to Qianji Pavilion again.

"My master is dying."

The tears that Madam Yan had managed to suppress welled up in her eyes once again, "My junior uncle has found some herbs to extend the life of my master... My master has indeed survived for a few more days. I thought he could have survived even longer..."

She took a deep breath and said, "You should have heard what happened afterwards. Your mother killed Master and became a traitor to Qianji Pavilion. Qianji Pavilion also broke off completely with the General's Mansion because of this."

Meng Qianqian said seriously: "It wasn't my mother who killed him! My mother wouldn't kill the old Pavilion Master!"

Madam Yan finally mentioned what happened that year to Meng Qianqian.

This time, she no longer held back, nor did she have any scruples: "Yes, the old Pavilion Master treated me well, so what reason did I have to kill him? But the reason had already been fabricated. I wanted to return to Qianji Pavilion and compete with Gongsun Yanming for the position of Pavilion Master. The old Pavilion Master disagreed, and the two had an argument, and I accidentally killed him."

Meng Qianqian said coldly: "What a mistake! I think someone must have done something shady. What a shameless act!"

Madam Yan sighed, "It would be great if Junior Uncle-Master was here. He wouldn't let anyone hurt the old Pavilion Master, nor would he let anyone misunderstand Senior Sister..."

As she spoke, she suddenly realized something and frowned as she asked, "Little Master..."

Meng Qianqian paused and asked: "When did my great-grandmaster leave Qianji Pavilion?"

Lady Yan recalled: "It was the day before the Pavilion Master had the accident."

Meng Qianqian asked: "Did he say goodbye to you?"

Madam Yan shook her head: "No... Xiao Mubai said that he invited Junior Master to his home, and he sent someone to pick him up to the Xiao family early that morning. Could it be that -"

Meng Qianqian said thoughtfully, "On the day the old Pavilion Master passed away, the great-grandmaster was most likely still in Qianji Pavilion, and he knew who the murderer was, and he also left evidence. Xiao Mubai just gave false testimony."

Madam Yan suddenly realized: "So, they imprisoned Junior Master-Uncle... in order to find evidence?"

Meng Qianqian said: "Killing him will put an end to everything. I guess the evidence is just one of the pieces of evidence. I'm afraid that the old Pavilion Master gave something very important to my uncle before he died. This is the purpose of their imprisonment of my uncle."

Lady Yan clenched her fists: "Gongsun Yanming, Xiao Mubai!"

Meng Qianqian said calmly: "The entire Gongsun family is not clean, not just Gongsun Yanming."

While they were talking, there was a commotion outside the yard.

Meng Qianqian asked Madam Yan to stay in the room while she went out to take a look.

As soon as she reached the door, she ran into Manager Jia who was in a hurry.

"Manager Jia, what happened?"

When Manager Jia saw her, he was like seeing a ghost: "Ah! Miss Yan! Why is it you? Why are you in the Prince's Mansion?"

Meng Qianqian said calmly: "Oh, didn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince tell you?"

Manager Jia had a bad feeling and quickly covered his ears: "I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it!"

Meng Qianqian looked at him.

He slowly removed his hands.

Meng Qianqian said: "I am the daughter-in-law of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the first wife of the Emperor's eldest grandson."

Manager Jia did a split on the spot, and his crotch tore.

Gongsun Yu, along with the disciples of Qianji Pavilion, knocked on the door of the Prince's Mansion holding torches.

Prince Ming, who had been recuperating his handsome face at home since he was "cared for" by his father last time, went out of the house to welcome the Qianji Pavilion.

He looked at the blazing torches and said sarcastically, "In the middle of the night, is Qianji Pavilion planning to set fire to the Crown Prince's Mansion?"

Gongsun Yu said sternly: "Qianji Pavilion is trying to catch the traitor. I hope the King will help us!"