nucmednet Chapter 213 Who is the mole?
Chapter 213 Who is the mole?
On the other side, after the court session, Beitang Yi went directly to the Marquis’ Mansion.
The excuse he used was, of course, that he had heard there was a thief in the mansion and was worried about his fiancée. Not only did he go there himself, he also brought his personal guards from the Dali Temple with him, all in a dignified manner.
When they arrived at Yuxiuyuan, his men surrounded them.
As soon as the courtyard gate and the door were closed, Mu Lianzhi threw the note at Xia Xiu:
"You wrote this, didn't you?"
"Who are you? What is your purpose in lurking around me?"
Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded, and Chun Miao was the first to scream:
"Miss?"
Chunmiao's eyes almost rolled out of her head. She obviously couldn't believe it. Not to mention her, Mu Lianzhi didn't believe it either, because she had the memories of her past life. She knew that these two maids were very kind to her, and Xia Xiu even died protecting her.
But in her room, she was the only one who had access to the Hui inkstone and had the opportunity to write without being suspected.
She can read and write, do accounting, has beautiful handwriting, is nimble and nimble, and doesn't like to go out, so people ask her to do accounting, writing, reading letters and writing for them.
She had never doubted her before yesterday.
Even if there was a traitor, she thought of the other people in the Marquis' Mansion and the courtyard. She even thought of Leng Yun and Leng Yu, and the people from Beitang Yi who had previously delivered the message to Leng Yun.
But as soon as Beitang Yi pointed out the difference in the ink yesterday, she realized that it was most likely her.
She might not have known that she accidentally spilled essential oil on the ink, and she was the most likely person to have walked around her house unnoticed and done such a thing.
The handwriting was completely different from hers. Mu Lianzhi guessed that she might have used some special method to write it or changed her hand to write it.
Mu Lianzhi glared at her, but before she could say anything, Xia Xiu had already knelt on the ground. Her tacit attitude instantly startled Chunmiao again. She turned around, pushed her hard a few times, and also knelt down:
"How come it's really you?"
"Xia Xiu, what are you doing? What happened to you?"
Crying loudly, Chunmiao kowtowed to Mu Lianzhi first:
"Miss, I grew up with her, and she will never harm you. The medicine you take is handled by Xia Xiu. Every time the Marquis' Mansion sends something, she will personally check it and even taste it before giving it to you."
"On two occasions, she said that the medicine was not right. She even secretly replaced it with the tea we usually drink and refused to give it to you. She also used her private money to let me secretly go out to buy medicine for you. I promise that no matter why, she will never harm you."
"She didn't save any of the money you gave her in the past three years. This year you gave her more land and stopped subsidizing the Marquis' Mansion and the Xin Marquis' Mansion, so she started saving money."
"Miss……"
Mu Lianzhi was indeed unaware of all this. She immediately understood why the Marquis' Mansion in her previous life wanted her to live a long life. It turned out that it was not because they were soft-hearted, but because the two silly girls had been protecting her in secret.
It was worth it that she wanted to save her life. She didn't do or say anything yesterday, and today she closed the door and wanted to deal with it privately.
Bending down, Mu Lianzhi first pulled Chunmiao:
"You get up first."
"Xia Xiu, who are you working for? I don't believe you would harm me. Why are you doing this? Did you also help pass on those notes from Leng Yun? You are the one who brought this upon yourself. I will forgive you and let you go free."
When Mu Lianzhi said this, Xia Xiu shook her head, cried loudly, and kowtowed:
"No, Miss, I won't leave. The past has nothing to do with me. I only did it this time, and this is the first time. Miss, please trust me. I am just delivering a message for someone else. I gave it to you because I know the content of the letter. I have never told anyone about your affairs."
"I won't harm you!"
"As long as you decide to keep the appointment today, I will go with you, and I will die before you."
"Can you please not chase me away?"
"I will never harm you even if I die..."
Xia Xiu was also crying uncontrollably. She kept shaking her head and pursing her lips from time to time, obviously wanting to say something but stopping herself. However, even with just a few words of crying, her words and actions actually revealed a lot of information.
Beitang Yi took in all her reactions, took out a token and said:
"Red, orange, yellow, green, gold, blue, and purple."
Almost instinctively, Xia Xiu replied:
"Storm, Wind, Thunder, Lightning, Mountain and River Order."
Then the room fell into complete silence, and Beitang Yi's expression darkened again:
"Are you an outside agent of Yutian Pavilion?"
"No, no, I'm not—"
Shaking her head frantically, Xia Xiu paused for a moment:
"Yu, Yutian Pavilion?"
She knew the password to the Yutian Pavilion, but she didn't know anything about the Yutian Pavilion. When Beitang Yi heard it, he understood what was going on and raised his hand immediately:
"Get up!"
"Have you ever received a favor from someone before? Or do you owe someone a great favor? Someone came to you with this token and asked you to deliver a note to Zhizhi. You didn't know the details and couldn't break your original promise. You were afraid that there would be something wrong with the note, so you copied it yourself before delivering it, right?"
This would explain why the note was written using the Hui inkstone in her room. It was obvious that the person just asked her to pass on the message and had no other intentions.
As for why they were so mysterious and even used her, it was probably because they wanted to make it look real or they were afraid that too many people would notice the symbol on the note.
The Yutian Pavilion's external lines that can be activated must be kind and grateful people who have been verified. Yutian Pavilion will not let these people do anything. Their role is to verify information and occasionally pass on a message or send a letter.
But how dare the people from Yutian Pavilion reach out to the Marquis' Mansion and her? Without his order, who would act rashly and involve the Dragon Spirit Sect in related matters?
Anyone who can identify external lines and activate them accurately must be at the leader level and have access to the internal confidential documents of Yutian Pavilion.
who can that be?
Beitang Yi was still thinking, but Xia Xiu was so moved that she burst into tears and nodded continuously. She felt that she was saved. If it was someone from Yutian Pavilion, she would not hide it:
"Yes, yes, that's it."
"Before I was bought by Madam, I fled with my mother. We begged along the way and were often bullied. Later, we came to a charity hall. The owner's surname was Guang. It was Guang who saved my mother and helped us until she died of illness. I was grateful and wanted to repay him, but he said that he would not stay in one place for long. He could save us temporarily but not forever. So he arranged for us girls to sell ourselves to a human trafficker he knew as slaves, saying that our future would depend on our own luck."
"I was lucky to meet the Madam and her family. Before I left, I wanted to thank them, but they said I could pay them back when I grow up and have the ability."
"We agreed that I would help him do three things in the future, not violating common sense and not hurting others. He showed me a token and asked me to remember that sentence. It's been so many years, I almost forgot it."
"I didn't expect that someone would suddenly come to me with a token a few days ago. I negotiated with them several times and only agreed after I read the letter myself."
"I came back. I was worried and didn't know who the other party was or what his purpose was. Just in case, I copied a copy and put it in the lady's dressing table when no one was paying attention..."