Wen Cong was an extremely shrewd old fox. Having lived for decades, there was no reason he couldn’t distinguish whether someone’s words were true or false, so naturally he didn’t believe what Ji Yunshu said.

Moreover, he had heard that when Wang Huai’s body was discovered, it was being gnawed by several dogs—a very nauseating scene. Now the thing Ji Yunshu brought to show him just happened to be something that could make dogs go frenzied. Suddenly, he couldn’t help but connect this mountain seed grass to the matter of Wang Huai’s murder. But upon further thought, this Miss Ji didn’t seem like someone related to this incident. If she were truly involved, she wouldn’t so brazenly bring this thing to ask him about it. Still, since the other party was deliberately concealing something, he couldn’t very well continue pressing for answers.

He only thoughtfully reminded her, “Miss Ji, though this thing isn’t fatal, you should still be careful with it. It’s best to destroy it in fire, lest you accidentally ingest it through contact, which wouldn’t be good.”

Seeing that he didn’t pursue the matter further, Ji Yunshu felt slightly more at ease in her heart and nodded, “Yes, I understand. I’ll handle it carefully after I return.” As she spoke, she reached out to take the cloth, then rose and bowed slightly to Wen Cong, saying, “Then I won’t disturb Divine Physician Wen any longer. Farewell.”

Wen Cong made an “mm” sound, his face still wearing a very amiable smile.

But just as Ji Yunshu was about to leave, Wen Cong suddenly called out to her: “Miss Ji…”

Her steps stopped abruptly at the door. She turned around with a confused expression and asked, “Does Divine Physician Wen have something else to tell me?”

Wen Cong opened his mouth, hesitating for a long time, never quite knowing how to begin speaking.

“Divine Physician Wen?”

After thinking for a moment, he still swallowed the words that had reached his lips, waved his hand, and said, “It’s nothing. I just wanted to remind you—this cold syndrome can be major or minor. Recently, you absolutely must not consume cold-natured foods, lest the cold syndrome in your body worsen. At that time, it truly would be uncontrollable.”

“Yes, I will certainly be careful.” Ji Yunshu obediently agreed.

But—she wasn’t a fool. Actually, from the moment she entered the door, she had already felt that Divine Physician Wen was somewhat strange. First, the gaze he fixed on her carried deep meaning, and then the things he said were so peculiar. Yet no matter how she thought about it, she couldn’t recall having any previous dealings with this person called Wen Cong, or even any indirect connection. In her memory, there had been none. Moreover, according to what Wen Cong said, he shouldn’t have been to Dalin or Huyi, so naturally they wouldn’t have met before.

Then why did Wen Cong look at her with such a strange gaze?

Thinking of this, her heart began to pound!

Finally, just as she was about to leave, she suddenly turned back. Standing in the doorway, she met Wen Cong’s slightly surprised gaze and asked seriously and solemnly, “Divine Physician Wen, do you perhaps have something you want to say to me? Since I’m here, why not speak plainly?”

She still wanted to understand clearly, not wanting to keep guessing in her heart.

Wen Cong hadn’t expected this young lady to turn back and ask him such a thing. After a long moment, he rose and looked at Ji Yunshu’s confused eyes, sighed, and said, “Since you’ve asked this way, I won’t hide it anymore.”

So there really was something!

The confusion in Ji Yunshu’s eyes deepened several degrees as she silently waited for him to tell her what it was.

Wen Cong asked her, “Did you come to Qujiang to find someone?”

At that moment, Ji Yunshu’s beautiful brow furrowed slightly, and her heart also tightened considerably. From this question Wen Cong asked, she knew this matter very likely… concerned Jingrong. So she stepped into the room, her hands tightly clasped together, her voice trembling slightly as she said, “How did you know I came to Qujiang to find someone? What exactly do you know? And what do you want to tell me?”

Three questions came crashing down at once!

Hearing her response, Wen Cong said, “It seems my guess was correct. You are indeed the person that man kept calling out for.”

“That man? Who?” Ji Yunshu was so nervous her heart felt as if it would leap out of her throat the next moment.

“Actually, speaking of it, this happened three years ago!”

Three years ago!

The year Jingrong disappeared.

Ji Yunshu struggled to control her excited emotions and asked him, “What happened three years ago?”

Seeing her so tense and concerned, Wen Cong decided not to beat around the bush and spoke directly, “Three years ago when I was traveling abroad, I once saved a man covered in wounds. At that time, that person was half-dead, barely clinging to his last breath. During that period, I kept treating him. He was unconscious for half a month, and every day he would call out the same person’s name—the two characters ‘Yunshu’ from your name.”

Ji Yunshu’s eyes turned bright red. Countless cells throughout her body were jumping frantically. In her heart and mind, countless voices were telling her that the person who called out “Yunshu” daily was Jingrong—it must be him!

She asked anxiously, “Was the person you saved around thirty years old? Did he have many scars on his body? A sword wound on his chest, two on his arms, and one on his back?”

Wen Cong nodded affirmatively, “That person was indeed around thirty, and the scars on his body were exactly as you described. However, I treated them all for him and removed all the scars from his body. He could be said to have narrowly escaped death. After being unconscious for half a month, he came back to life. But unfortunately, he didn’t remember anything from before. I also tried to treat this condition, but such a situation can only improve if he slowly recovers on his own. Perhaps one day he’ll get better, or perhaps… he’ll never recover for his entire life.” He paused slightly, then continued, “It seems you, Miss, are the Yunshu he spoke of.”

Ji Yunshu’s tears instantly burst forth. She nodded heavily, “Yes, I am the person he called out for. I should have been by his side constantly, accompanying him through everything, but Heaven always loves to play tricks, separating us for three years.”

“May I ask what happened, Miss Ji?”

Ji Yunshu sat down, took a deep breath, and said, “To be honest with you, the purpose of my coming to Qujiang was to find him. Back then, he and I were separated due to an accident. At that time… everyone thought he had died, but I didn’t believe it. I knew he must still be alive, so I searched for him relentlessly for three years. When I learned he might be in Qujiang, I came here to find him. And I did indeed find him, but he no longer recognizes me. He even heartlessly abandoned me and left. Yet I’m still waiting, waiting for the day he remembers.”

Speaking of this caused her immense pain.

Hearing this, Wen Cong also felt heartache for this young lady.

However, Ji Yunshu couldn’t understand. She asked through her tears, “He disappeared in Huyi back then. Divine Physician Wen, why did you save him in Qujiang?”

Three years ago, Jingrong disappeared in the Huyi palace. At that time, Lang Bo clearly saw him injured by falling beams in the palace. Even if something were to happen, it should have been in the palace, or in Huyi. How could it be in Qujiang? What exactly happened in between?

Wen Cong told her, “Actually, it wasn’t I who saved him.”

“Hm?”

“At that time, someone found me and brought that severely injured man before me, requesting that I treat him. Out of kindness, I agreed. Half a month later, as soon as that man woke up, he was taken away by someone.”

“Taken away by whom?”

“The Su family!”

The Su family?

It could only be the Su family from Yanjing City!

So the person who took Jingrong away back then was none other than… Su Ziluo!

Ji Yunshu was utterly shocked. She couldn’t believe, didn’t dare believe that the person who took Jingrong away back then was Su Ziluo. Because if it truly was him, he should have known who Jingrong was. Since he knew, why didn’t he send someone to notify her? Instead, he hid Jingrong for three full years.

But now thinking about it, Ji Yunshu realized she had been slow to catch on. Jingrong was ordered to kill Wen Yu, which meant the person behind it must have a grudge against the Wen family. From what she had learned along this journey, in all of Yanjing City, the only person with such a great grievance against the Wen family was the Su family. Jingrong appeared at Ning’an Manor this time, and coincidentally Su Ziluo was also here…

But why?

Why would Su Ziluo make Jingrong his assassin?

Could it be he was still brooding over the humiliation he suffered in Dalin back then? To the point of placing all his hatred on Jingrong?

No! Ji Yunshu immediately rejected this idea, because the Su Ziluo she knew wasn’t that kind of person. He wouldn’t do such a thing! She feared there were still matters hidden within that she didn’t know about.