Resisting the Wind and Splendor

Chapter 509 Secret Letter, from the Palace

Lu Beimo's eyes darkened: "Grandpa..."

"Would you dare tell the girl you love what you've found out? Mo'er, aren't you just as uneasy?"

The Duke of Qin's words left Lu Beimo speechless, his thin lips pressed tightly together.

"Mo'er, what exactly have you found out?" Consort Yu took a step forward and grabbed Lu Beimo's sleeve. "Mo'er, could it be that there's more to the story behind Ming Ruonan and her husband's deaths?"

"What other hidden story could there be? They're just trapped in Nanmeng because reinforcements didn't arrive," the Duke of Qin sneered. "But Yang Wangkai, the garrison commander of Dingzhou, and the Marquis of Zhongyong and his wife are sworn brothers. How could they not send troops to their aid?"

"So?" Yu Fei increasingly felt that all of this was too far removed from her own life.

Has she truly let go for so long that she can no longer control anything?

If she were still the same Qin Yuhua from five years ago, she would have been the one to uncover all of this today.

But in the past five years, because her son disfigured her, she became disheartened and gave up everything.

She looked at Lu Beimo, at the cold mask on his face, her fingertips trembling: "So, what exactly happened to Yang Wangkai back then that made him disregard the life and death of his friend and refuse to send troops to help?"

"He never even had a chance to send troops!" Duke Qin snorted heavily and said coldly, "Because back then, he wasn't even in Dingzhou!"

"Father! What exactly happened back then?" Consort Yu may have already figured something out, but she didn't dare to be sure yet.

"Ask your good son. He knows everything about the Duke's mansion. See if he dares to tell his future wife!" Duke Qin picked up his cup, slowly sipped his tea, and ignored his daughter.

Consort Yu could only look at Lu Beimo.

Lu Beimo's palm, hidden in his sleeve, slowly tightened.

After a long pause, he said, "Back then, Yang Wangkai received a secret letter. Someone was trying to lure him away from Dingzhou by threatening the lives of his family. At that time, the spies from Southern Mongolia had not yet returned, and the war in Southern Mongolia was not particularly intense. For the sake of his family, Yang Wangkai temporarily left Dingzhou."

"Unexpectedly, no sooner had he left than a letter from Nanmeng pleading for help arrived. Yang Wangkai was also delayed in returning due to an ambush on his way, missing the opportunity to provide assistance. As a result, the Chu family army led by the Marquis and his wife was completely annihilated in Nanmeng."

With each word he spoke, Consort Yu's palm tightened its grip a little more.

Finally, Consort Yu understood, her face turning deathly pale: "After that, Yang Wangkai was exiled to the army, but on the way he encountered bandits, fell off a cliff and died without a complete body. All of this was a scheme by someone to kill him and silence him?"

Lu Beimo didn't speak.

But Yu Fei had already seen the answer in his silent eyes.

The Duke of Qin put down his cup and snorted, "Mo'er, did you forget to tell your mother the most important information?"

"Mo'er?" Consort Yu stared at him, her fingers still slowly tightening: "You also found out who the secret letter came from, didn't you?"

"No, the person who delivered the secret letter back then, as well as all the people involved, either died of illness or in an accident."

Anyone with eyes can see that they were all murderers.

Lu Beimo pursed his lips, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

But there are some things that, even if I don't say them, at this point, as long as my mother continues to investigate, she will definitely find out.

Why waste her time and energy?

After a moment of silence, Lu Beimo finally said softly, "That secret letter came from the capital, from... the palace."