Lu Yuan''s ears turned slightly red, and he asked extremely seriously: "Meng Xiaojiu, how old are you? Are you already thinking about giving birth to a child for me?"


    Meng Qianqian''s emotions came to an abrupt end.


    Sure enough, she shouldn''t have said this too much.


    On the carriage back, Meng Qianqian talked to him about the things Xiaoli told her before her death.


    "You said, is everything she said true?"


    "Are you sleepy?"


    Lu Yuan did not answer, but was surprised that she was still energetic.


    Meng Qianqian said, "Are you sleepy? If you sleepy, you will sleep in the carriage for a while. I will call you when you arrive."


    Lu Yuan wanted to speak but stopped: "Forget it."


    Meng Qianqian bent her lips: "If you are not sleepy, will we continue to talk about the Twelve Guards?"


    Lu Yuan said calmly: "It''s up to you."


    Someone is harsh and soft-hearted, but in fact he responds to every word she says.


    Meng Qianqian saw through but said it, and got back to the point of being right: "It is said that people are good at dying. I believe Lin Wan''er... Xiaoli didn''t have to lie to me, and her consciousness was already in a semi-chaotic state at that time, and she couldn''t make up so many precise lies at once. What I was curious about is how she knew so many secrets? Haizhu told her?"


    Lu Yuan was sure that she was really not sleepy, so he analyzed it helplessly: "I still remember how did Haizhu answer her when she asked her when she helped her pretend to be Lin Wan''s childhood?"


    Meng Qianqian recalled: "Haizhu said she didn''t need to know."


    Lu Yuan said: "With Haizhu''s attitude towards her, it is impossible to take the initiative to tell her his secret. At most, it is to let her know that she is Haizhu. Even this secret is just to let her know that she is Haizhu, so that she can better pretend to be Lin Wan''er."


    Meng Qianqian remembered something. Zong Zhengxi once took the portrait of Yinhu to Xiaoli, and Xiaoli recognized it at a glance.


    She didn''t believe that when Yinhu went to Shenhou''s house, she would not avoid outsiders. In this way, it should be that Haizhu had seen all the portraits of the twelve guards for Xiaoli.


    "Did she find out by herself?"


    Meng Qianqian quickly denied this speculation, "She doesn''t have the ability. Could it be that someone told her? Who told her? Are these secrets true or false?"


    Lu Yuan said: "First of all, the matter of Haizhu being a traitor must be true - Marshal Chu''s poison was issued by him, and he fabricated the order to Shenhou and asked Shenhou to pass the order one by one. After all, Haizhu is in the capital. It is too simple to prove that this fact is that there is no need to lie at all."


    Meng Qianqian nodded: "That''s right."


    Lu Yuan continued: "Xiaoli said that Haizhu asked her to pretend to be Lin Wan''er to be for Lin Wan''er to wait for something in the capital. She got that thing, but she didn''t hand it over to Haizhu. Why?"


    "Someone told her that Haizhu is a traitor to the twelve guards. Haizhu is cruel and ruthless. She completed the task assigned to her by Haizhu. If she loses the value of using it, Haizhu will kill her to silence her."


    Speaking of this, Meng Qianqian suddenly realized, "I understand that it was the one who asked Xiaoli to wait for Haizhu to tell Xiaoli the secret of Haizhu and asked Xiaoli to be careful of Haizhu!"


    In this way, everything is reasonable.


    Meng Qianqian murmured thoughtfully: "Who is this person? Why do you know so many secrets that the twelve guards don''t know?"


    Lu Yuan''s eyes were deep: "Maybe, he is the Twelve Guards."


    Meng Qianqian did not respond.


    Lu Yuan''s shoulder sank, and she fell asleep leaning against his shoulder.


    Those who are close to red are red, those who are close to ink are black, and those who are close to treasure pigs and sandals can sleep at any time and anywhere.


    Lu Yuan raised her arm slightly, and she slid into his arms, her soft face pressing against his hot chest.


    His hand slowly placed on her shoulders, carefully holding it tightly.


    "Son-in-law, come home..."


    “A circle.”


    "Yes!" (The end of this chapter)