A life of clearness

Chapter 175 Dugu?

The voice coming from behind Susha was very young.

"Sir, you are my disciple. I am ashamed to say that I don't even know your name."

"Yu..." Rong Qing paused for a moment and replied, "Yu Le."

"You are not a fish, so how do you know the joy of a fish?" The noble lady said with a smile, "Sir, your name is really meaningful."

Rong Qing's eyes flashed.

To be honest, this identity is really weird. Since Rong Qing took over the identity of Mr. Yu Le, even if she wanted to, there were no other details to check.

It's as if it appeared out of thin air.

Since this noble lady in front of me knows the Master so well, could it be that she knows something?
...Do you know the origin of Mr. Yu Le? Or is this identity just a fake?
The nobleman did not elaborate on the words "fish and joy", but instead returned to the Master.

From writing books to chatting, the woman behind the white gauze picked up the master's opinions over the years one by one, like picking flowers. If Mr. Yu Le was a Westerner, he would probably be unable to resist. But Rong Qing happened to be Mr. Guo's student, so she naturally answered fluently.

The nobleman's voice became more and more cheerful, and he was obviously very happy. This island is quiet enough, and it is inevitable to be lonely after a long time. If you can meet someone you can talk to, you will forget the time while talking.

Until she spoke too hastily and coughed lightly, causing Cui Qiniang to quickly go behind the veil and gently stroke her back.

"The medicine is ready. I'll bring it to you, young lady."

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, sir." The woman did not rush to answer Cui Qinnan's words. Instead, she apologized to Rong Qing first.

"I have a very pleasant conversation with you, sir. There is no need to be shy with you. Just bring me the medicine."

Cui Qiniang uttered a sigh and advised softly, "Miss, please take care of yourself."

After saying this, he went downstairs to fetch the prepared medicine.

Rong Qing knew that what Cui Qiniang said just now was a euphemism for sending her away. But since the young lady wanted her to stay, Rong Qing shamelessly continued to sit there.

"Speaking of Master's paintings... Among the scrolls that Miss hung downstairs, I am most curious about the small portrait of a woman. I wonder where Miss got it from?"

"But it's rare?" The lady chuckled.

"It's really rare." Rong Qinglian said, "It's very rare. The Master doesn't easily make such a portrait."

"That's what the person who gave me the painting said," the young lady replied, "It was said to be the master's manuscript, which was originally going to be burned, but he couldn't bear to see such a good painting go up in flames, so he gave it to me, who cherishes paintings."

"So that's how it is." Rong Qing nodded repeatedly, "It's also the fate between you and him."

Rong Qing knew that the gift of paintings was just an excuse. It was probably the teacher's servants or students who took advantage of the convenience of cleaning the house to sell some manuscripts privately. Most of these manuscripts were unsigned, so only those who knew about them would collect them.

"I loved it when I received it. Although it is a small portrait, in my opinion, its value is not low."

"The more I look at it, the more I realize how much effort the master put into painting it. So I can't help but wonder who the girl in this painting is."

"I am glad to meet Mr. Yule today. I believe he can help me solve my doubts."

Rong Qing knew who this was, but she couldn't tell him her true identity. Even when the Master was alive, he didn't search for Yun Rong. It was even more difficult for Rong Qing to point out the identity of the person in the painting so directly.

"The girl in this painting was adopted by the Master in his early years, but one day she disappeared for unknown reasons. The Master has been looking for her whereabouts for many years."

"So that's how it is." The young lady sighed softly, "I'll remember this. If possible, maybe I can help the master find the child."

"Yu Le thanks the young lady on behalf of the master for her generosity." Rong Qing heard this and immediately stood up and bowed. "Sir, you are too kind." She said, "I just can't bear to see the child suffer away from his mother."

"That's right." Rong Qing responded in a gentle voice. She felt bitter and relieved at the same time.

After talking for such a long time in the room, Rong Qing was sure that the noble lady opposite her was not ill at all, but was clearly pregnant!

A pregnant noble lady came here alone to take care of her baby, which could instantly make people think of a lot of melodramatic plots. However, Rong Qing was not such a leisurely person and did not like malicious speculation. Therefore, she did not talk about other things during the conversation, nor did she make too many indirect comments.

As the voice faded away, Cui Qinnan came upstairs with a maid in a goose yellow jacket and a pink skirt.

The maid held a tray with a bowl of slightly warm medicine.

Rong Qing originally glanced at the maid casually, but her eyes froze when she saw her appearance.

She was very familiar with this face.

To be precise, I am very familiar with what this face will look like after several years.

"...Aunt Zhi." Rong Qing was secretly surprised, "This is clearly what Aunt Zhi looked like when she was young."

"If this is the case, then the identity of this young lady is about to be revealed..."

Dugu Zhi's mother, Miss Dugu.

Of course, Dugu Zhi should still be in Miss Dugu's belly. This feeling... Rong Qing felt it was really wonderful.

In reality, we should have met in Suicheng several years later, but I didn't expect that in the fantasy, we would meet in this way.

Rong Qing's expression remained unchanged, and the look she gave to Aunt Zhi was fleeting. But when she looked at Su Sha, there was a genuine smile in her eyes that was barely noticeable.

Cui Qiniang took the medicine bowl from the tray as usual and served Miss Dugu. They naturally had no idea of ​​Rong Qing's ever-changing mood. They didn't know that a maid had exposed them in front of Rong Qing.

"No wonder. It's a scandal for a noble lady to get pregnant before marriage. But Miss Dugu not only saved the baby in her belly, but also came to this small island to live in peace." Rong Qing saw that the furnishings around her were not expensive, but they were all well-appointed and thoughtful. The servants also took good care of her. The guards inside and outside the building were sparse on the outside but dense on the inside.

"It's all because the father of this fetus is from a prominent family."

There are only a few people in Jing Country who can produce spiritual roots, so there are almost no traces of cultivators. Miss Dugu can get pregnant with a child of a Jindan cultivator, so how could the clan blame her?

Not only will they not blame him, they will worship him. When this child is born, he will be truly causally related to the Jindan cultivator, and the royal family and the Dugu family will not have to take him seriously.

"However, unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes." Rong Qing knew what the fetus in her belly, whose intelligence had not yet been awakened, would look like in the future. Not only did it fail to develop spiritual roots, it was also born with a disease.

Therefore, he was not valued by Yun Tong, and even Miss Dugu, whom Rong Qing had a good impression of, would not be as gentle and happy as she is now in the future.

"I didn't expect you to stay so late, sir." Miss Dugu quickly finished the medicine, and after a few more words with Rong Qing, she said, "Why don't you just stay here for one night? I guess you just took a quick tour of the periphery, and you haven't seen the real beautiful scenery on this island yet."

"This view needs to be seen late at night, and now is the perfect time. Let Qi Niang take you there."

Rong Qing thanked him repeatedly. After telling Miss Dugu to rest early, she followed Cui Qiniang downstairs.

Cui Qinnan and Aunt Zhi led the way with lanterns in front, while Rong Qing held Zhong Xiu's hand and walked not far behind.

She looked back at the small building. In the dark night, it was illuminated warmly and brightly by the lights on the eaves and under the corridors.

Whether it's Yunrong or Duguzhi... "They are lucky." Rong Qing sighed and tightened Zhong Xiu's hand slightly, "We are going to be unlucky."

(End of this chapter)