"What did you say!"
Song Qingchao directly squatted down and grabbed Wanyan Xiyin's collar. "Speak clearly!"
Wanyan Xiyin was not afraid at all.
He just kept smiling, smiling with triumph.
"I have seen Miss Song before, when we were in Chang'an. It was unintentional, but this has nothing to do with you, I..."
"Enough." Song Qingchao directly pressed the dagger against his throat. "Let's get to the point. I know the disaster of the Song family was due to framing, but what are you talking about?"
"Framing?"
Wanyan Xiyin laughed even more heartily.
"Do you know that the Bai family's letter is real?"
A sly light flashed in his eyes.
"Your father was indeed in contact with the Bai family. I assume Miss Song is unaware of these matters."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Song Qingchao would never believe Wanyan Xiyin's wild claims.
She knew her father's character well.
Moreover, in her previous life, her father, who disappeared for five years, died defending the Northern Desert.
That emaciated figure, she wondered what he had endured during those five years.
She believed anyone could harbor rebellious thoughts, and she would never believe Wanyan Xiyin's nonsense!
Her father was a general of Dayuan! He was a loyal subject until his death!
"Miss Song, there's no need to be so agitated."
Wanyan Xiyin sneered. "Just let me finish speaking. Not only did your father communicate with them, but he also took that person as his disciple, nurturing him from a young age."
His voice shifted, and he teased, "Could it be that Miss Song doesn't know your father has a senior disciple? This senior disciple is the orphan of the Bai family, and he has been by your side all along."
His words were ambiguous.
But they stirred up a storm in Song Qingchao's heart.
She naturally knew her father had taken disciples, otherwise, when she later accepted Xie Yan, he wouldn't have said there was a senior brother above him.
When they were in Nanyi, her father would go out for two hours every day, presumably to teach martial arts to his senior disciple.
However, she had never met this person.
If, as Wanyan Xiyin said, this senior disciple was the orphan of the Bai family.
But after returning to Chang'an, her father rarely went out. If they had been in constant contact, and it had gone undiscovered for so long, who had reported her own family?
Moreover, she knew a little about the case from back then.
No one from the Bai family survived.
Mumu had also mentioned this at the beginning.
But Mumu had also said at the time that her father had not said much.
Yet, even so, she refused to believe her father would commit treason.
For one thing, her father had retired and had been back in Chang'an for many years, without bringing any trusted generals.
Secondly, this was something that had already happened in her previous life.
She would not elaborate further here.
Song Qingchao did not respond to Wanyan Xiyin.
She knew that this man speaking so much before his death was merely trying to sow discord in her heart.
But what did she mean by saying that this person had always been by her side?
She had never met her father's disciple, who was also her fiancé...
"For so long, everything has been peaceful. Miss Song, why do you think this matter was exposed overnight? Furthermore, your father has not been found, and have you found your mother's body? Are the twists and turns really as simple as you imagine?"
Wanyan Xiyin's series of questions completely stunned Song Qingchao.
Because these were questions she had asked herself.
"What exactly do you want to say?"
"When did Miss Song become so impatient?"
Wanyan Xiyin sighed dramatically, "Why don't you use your brain?"
Song Qingchao directly gave Wanyan Xiyin a cap.
"If you have something to say, say it. If not, go to hell."
Wanyan Xiyin pushed his cheek with his tongue, then laughed heartily.
"Miss Song, please calm your anger. As long as you spare my life, I will tell you everything."
"Do you think that's possible?"
Song Qingchao's voice turned chillingly cold.
"I thought you would have some sense."
Song Qingchao straightened up, holding the dagger and pressing it against Wanyan Xiyin's shoulder.
The tip of the dagger traced a semicircle on him as Song Qingchao moved.
"Without you, I can still find out."
"You can really find out?" Wanyan Xiyin shook his head in disbelief. "Miss Song, don't force yourself. The disaster of the Song family was not the work of just one group."
Song Qingchao snorted coldly.
"Do you really think I wouldn't know these things?"
She had lost all patience with Wanyan Xiyin.
She simply exerted force with her palm, plunging the dagger, which was carved into Wanyan Xiyin's shoulder, downwards.
The dagger went straight down, piercing through the collarbone and emerging, revealing a blood-stained tip.
"You'd better save your words for someone else."
Song Qingchao directly stepped over the fallen Wanyan Xiyin and prepared to go upstairs.
She would not take Wanyan Xiyin's life for now.
"Miss Song!"
Wanyan Xiyin's face was scraping against the ground, his eyes bloodshot. "If I die, you won't have a good end! Those people won't let you go!"
Song Qingchao was already on the stairs. She turned her head, and specks of starlight scattered across her face.
Her expression was unclear, only appearing to flicker in the dim light.
"They never let me go in the first place."
With that, Song Qingchao left.
"Master."
"Master."
Seeing Song Qingchao return.
Song Xiaoguo and Zhou Si, who had been waiting upstairs worriedly, hurried to greet her.
Song Qingchao merely nodded and hurried towards the innermost compartment.
"Throw Wanyan Xiyin into the basement. Just leave him his mouth."
After receiving their orders, both of them left.
Song Qingchao entered the compartment.
She walked directly to the window, pushed it open, and looked at the busy Shuiyun Pavilion across the way.
Although the noise was not loud, the speed of handling was so fast.
This Shuiyun Pavilion was truly not a simple place.
Wanyan Xiyin risked coming to the Northern Desert and chose this place for his transaction.
It seemed Xiaoguo's judgment was correct.
The master behind Shuiyun Pavilion was an enemy, not a friend.
She had also guessed the general outline of the Song family's affairs.
If she hadn't encountered Wanyan Xiyin today, she wouldn't have dared to believe her own conjectures.
The current Emperor.
Oh no, perhaps she should also call him Imperial Uncle.
When Emperor Xiao Zhaoxun was young, he traveled south to the Jiangnan region. At that time, Bai Fu, who was then a Jinwu Guard General, accompanied him.
It was in this way that these two people, who were originally strangers, became close after a trip.
Her father, Song Bai, met these two around that time.
Song Bai, due to his immense strength and righteous nature, unintentionally helped Emperor Xiao Zhaoxun and Bai Fu.
As they were traveling incognito, Father Song Bai was unaware of this at the time. He became sworn brothers with the two while drunk.
Later, when Nanyi was in turmoil, Father Song Bai was determined to join the army, and Emperor Xiao Zhaoxun was forced to end his travels.
He thought this fate would end there.
Unexpectedly, Father Song Bai became famous after one battle, and his subsequent campaigns were unstoppable. Within three years, he had pacified Nanyi.
Later, fearing unrest in the Northern Desert, Bai Fu was sent to the Northern Desert.
From then on, there were two generals, north and south.
Later, Xiao Zhaoxun ascended the throne.
From the lines on her father's face, she roughly understood that this emperor had ascended the throne through military force.
First, the Northern General rebelled, and from then on, the Emperor became critical of military commanders, especially regarding rebellion, which was a grave offense in the Emperor's eyes.