In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me!-Chapter 334: Beirong’s Royal Lineage

Whenever debt was mentioned, Yue Mingxuan couldn’t help but marvel once again at Shang Qinghua’s meticulous calculation.

It was clear that Yue Mingxuan had helped Shang Qinghua countless times, yet he remained the same and constantly suppressing Yue Mingxuan’s finances.

If Yue Mingxuan had even a little extra money, it was always constrained.

Even though he knew that real gold and silver were Yue Mingxuan’s favorite things, Shang Qinghua still chose to restrict it.

Yue Mingxuan sighed and said, "I may not be able to uncover much. After all, the time of your birth was many years ago. Those events are so distant, how could anyone hope to find information about them?"

Shang Qinghua smiled. "If the information cannot be obtained, I will use other methods to reclaim Beirong."

"If only Rong Qinglei were still alive..." Yue Mingxuan sighed.

With Rong Qinglei’s death, most of Beirong’s finances had fallen into Rong Tieshan’s hands.

If Yue Mingxuan went to him, there might still be some gains. But Yue Mingxuan had no desire to seek out Rong Tieshan.

The memories from before were not lost; the faint remnants of affection that once existed for Rong Tieshan still lingered in this body. Yet, Yue Mingxuan no longer had even the slightest extra thought for him.

To Yue Mingxuan, Rong Tieshan was simply a passerby in life.

Even if Rong Tieshan still harbored feelings, that was not the Yue Mingxuan of the present. So, unless absolutely necessary, Yue Mingxuan had no intention of finding him.

"I will use rather special means to fully acquire Rong Qinglei’s estate," Shang Qinghua sighed and said, "If Rong Qinglei had not died so early, I would not have resorted to such measures."

Yue Mingxuan sighed as well.

Rong Qinglei’s death remained the deepest pain in his heart, for Rong Qinglei had truly been someone very important. Yet such a remarkable person had departed forever due to irrevocable circumstances.

"Then it seems special measures are unavoidable. In that case, let us proceed separately," Yue Mingxuan sighed again and added, "I will investigate the questions about your origins as quickly as possible."

Shang Qinghua turned around to leave.

He had many tasks to attend to and wanted to resolve the issues in Beirong swiftly, for he still needed to return to Xieshang Kingdom.

Even though he was the prince of Beirong, he had grown up in Xieshang Kingdom and was still a legitimate prince of Xieshang Kingdom.

He had to balance matters in both kingdoms.

It was just that during this period, Shang Xueyin had worked hard.

Shang Qinghua felt a twinge of guilt toward his sister.

As her brother, he had not been sufficiently dutiful, failing to allow her a peaceful life, and had instead drawn her into political affairs.

Yet even as the Regent, Shang Xueyin was only a regent.

The true emperor of Xieshang Kingdom was still Shang Qinghua.

Hence, the most significant decisions were still made by him.

"Regardless, both of us need to do our best," Yue Mingxuan said with a smile, speaking to himself.

The intelligence-gathering system of the Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall was quite thorough.

Information of every kind was meticulously organized.

As for Yue Mingxuan’s original appearance, Xie Yunlan had actually deceived him.

The Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall could be described as an all-knowing place; no small trickery could escape its notice.

"Who even established a place like the Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall in the first place?" Yue Mingxuan wondered, as he gathered intelligence here while also looking into questions regarding Shang Qinghua’s origins.

As he dug deeper, he stumbled upon the hidden secrets of Beirong’s royal family.

It turned out that Shang Qinghua’s biological mother had been a very important figure in the organization known as The Black Archon. She had fallen in love with the emperor of Beirong and given birth to Shang Qinghua.

Back then, Shang Qinghua’s master, Liang Ruwen, and Gongsun Qiao from Silver Needle Sect, both held deep admiration for Shang Qinghua’s mother.

Logically, she should have married a man from the secret organization. But she defied the rules and was with the emperor of Beirong.

The child, when first born, had been incredibly adorable.

Shang Qinghua was originally the true Second Prince.

However, later, a man named Keshun Sanfeng secretly switched him with another child and replacing him with Rong Zishen.

As for Rong Zishen, nobody knew whose child he was.

Originally, Shang Qinghua had been slated for death. But a man named Huang Yi from the Sword Forge Villa secretly smuggled Shang Qinghua away and sent him to Xieshang Kingdom.

From then on, Shang Qinghua became the prince of Xieshang Kingdom.

"So Rong Zishen really isn’t the son of this emperor. No wonder he looks nothing like the shrewd emperor and hasn’t inherited even a trace of his cleverness. The question is whose child is Rong Zishen?" Yue Mingxuan murmured to himself. "But... how could the old emperor ever be made to know this?"

Yue Mingxuan found himself caught in a dilemma.

And there was another mystery.

If Shang Qinghua was the emperor’s son, then he should have been the biological son of Empress Suyin. Yet why, later on, did Empress Suyin’s son become the son of Cucubine Keshun?

Yue Mingxuan thought carefully and gradually understood.

Empress Suyin had died young, so her son had undoubtedly been adopted by Cucubine Keshun. But then, what was the connection between Cucubine Keshun and Rong Zishen?

He had seen how much Cucubine Keshun cared for Rong Zishen and it didn’t seem fake.

Perhaps she really was Rong Zishen’s biological mother.

In that case, Rong Zishen’s father definitely wasn’t the emperor.

If the emperor had been the father, Cucubine Keshun should have had another son.

How could she have borne a child without the emperor noticing?

Yue Mingxuan combed through a wealth of royal secrets, gradually piecing everything together.

It turned out that when Empress Suyin was still alive, the emperor of Beirong had lavished all his favor upon her alone.