Chapter 155: Twenty-eight Years Ago The old woman looked at the gleaming sharp weapon and her face turned pale with fear, trembling. "Lady, please spare me~Lady, please spare me~" "You...if you ask, I will tell you what I know." Di Ran glanced coldly and signaled to Di Yi. Emperor Yi took out a painting and opened it in front of the old woman. "Do you know this guy?" The person in the painting was the one that Bai Qi had asked someone to paint earlier. The man above was wearing silver armor with a red collar, with a sword hanging from his waist. He had a sturdy and tall figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his eyes were bright and full of energy, giving him an extraordinary aura. The old woman was stunned for a moment when she saw the person in the painting, then frowned slightly.
Seeing this, Bai Qi kicked her lightly. "What are you hesitating about? Do you know him?" The old woman was frightened by Bai Qi and nodded repeatedly with a pale face. "I know him, he's...my general~" Di Ran narrowed his eyes slightly: "General who protects the country?" When the old woman's eyes fell on the snake-patterned mask on Di Ran's face, she trembled and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at Di Ran. "Yes~" "How to prove it?" The old woman trembled and said, "The general has a scar on his left cheek. It was left when he accidentally hit a stone when he was a child. He bled a lot at the time. The doctor said that the scar would remain. The general has been with him since he was a child, so there is no doubt about it." Di Ran glanced at the portrait and saw that the person in the portrait did have a scar of medium size on the left cheek. Bai Qi said, "Master, this person is the daughter of the nurse of the Protector of the Nation General. She grew up in the General's Mansion and should not be mistaken about the Protector of the Nation General." "Ah." The identity is confirmed, and now let’s get down to business. Di Ran narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the old woman, and said in a cold voice. "Let me ask you, did your general bring back a six-year-old boy twenty-eight years ago?" The old woman was stunned at first. Twenty-eight years ago? boy? The old woman recalled for a moment, as if she remembered something, and suddenly her whole body trembled and her eyes widened. Could it be... Di Ran narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that you know?" The old woman shuddered at the cold eyes under Di Ran's mask, and shook her head in fear, very frightened.
"No no no...I...I don't know~" "Ok?" Di Ran narrowed his eyes dangerously, his expression was cold, and he shot his sharp eyes at the old woman. "Say!" The old woman's cracked lips trembled, her whole body shrank, and she shook her head in fear. "I don't know, I don't know~" Bai Qi kicked her again, then drew out the sword from his waist and placed it on the old woman's neck. "Say it!" "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" The old woman was so frightened that her eyes widened in panic and she waved her hands repeatedly. "I said, I said." Bai Qi glared at the old woman and raised the sword in his hand threateningly. "If you dare to lie, I'll chop off your head!" "Yes yes yes~" The old woman spoke slowly, "Twenty-eight years ago, my general did bring back a boy who was about six years old." "At that time, my husband was planning to buy a companion for my eldest son. Later, when he saw that the boy the general brought back was well-behaved and intelligent, he decided to let the boy be a companion for my eldest son." "The boy stayed in the general's mansion and grew up with the eldest son. They were as close as brothers. My husband and the general also liked him very much. Later... later..." The old woman paused, her eyes evasive, and she stammered. Bai Qi's face turned serious and he asked seriously, "What happened next?" The old woman trembled, her eyes filled with fear of Bai Qi. "Later... Later, the empress held a beauty pageant, and of the two young masters in the general's mansion, only the eldest son was of the right age, but...but the eldest son already had a lover, so..." "So my husband discussed with the general about adopting the boy as his adopted son, and letting him take the place of the second son of the general's mansion and enter the palace." "Can you say that again?" Di Ran's eyebrows were frosty, his face was gloomy, and he clenched his hands around the cup. (End of this chapter)