The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 645: Chapter 644: Mistaken Son-in-law

Xia Wanqing frowned, thinking about that young man, his eyes also became somewhat complex.

From the way that young man protected Wenjin, it wasn’t bad.

But so what?

Young people, love and affection can’t be used as food.

He said unhappily, "I know, I’ve seen that young man in Jianghu. Aren’t you asking the obvious?"

Xia Sichen’s lips curled up, saying, "Do you know what his name is?"

Xia Wanqing really didn’t pay much attention, at that time, he considered Huangfu Yuxuan as a son-in-law. He didn’t have a good impression of that young man, didn’t even bother to take a closer look. Later, he looked at him more because firstly, his protection of Wenjin made him feel this young man had some responsibility. Secondly, because he could exchange dozens of moves with him, quite impressive at a young age.

As for later, he didn’t really face Huangfu Jingchen directly, even if there were such opportunities, he would ignore them, and Huangfu Jingchen wouldn’t be able to brazenly approach him.

He thought for a moment and said, "I remember now, Wenjin calls him ’Huang Zheng’!"

Xia Sichen laughed, "You probably don’t know he has another name, another identity."

"What does that have to do with me?" Xia Wanqing was still not pleased!

Even if he now thought perhaps there really was something up with Huangfu Yuxuan, he wouldn’t think his daughter should immediately find another man to marry.

Xia Sichen smiled mysteriously, "It might have a little to do with you. His real name is Huangfu Jingchen, and he’s a cousin of Huangfu Yuxuan, also an Imperial Grandson!"

Xia Wanqing was startled, raising his eyes to look at Xia Sichen, "Isn’t that young man from Jianghu?" At the time, that young man exchanged dozens of moves with him, he was thinking this was some up-and-coming talent of Jianghu, or a descendant of some Martial Arts Family!

Xia Sichen said, "Isn’t it? At the time, even Wenjin thought he was from Jianghu, so when she learned he was actually an Imperial Grandson, Wenjin was angry. The two nearly became enemies!"

Xia Wanqing didn’t know about this, it felt unreal like listening to a story, he subconsciously asked, "Why didn’t you tell me before?"

"Who told you?" Xia Sichen rolled his eyes almost to the sky, "Isn’t this a young people’s matter? What does an old man like you need to know for? Besides, why tell you?"

Xia Wanqing snorted, "All the hiding and covering up, doesn’t seem like a good person either!"

Xia Sichen seemed to hear something very funny, laughing so much he bent forward and back, after laughing, he said, "Father must not say this to others. If I remember correctly, when you were young and traveled Jianghu, you used a name called Wànnián Qīng. And it was with this name that you wooed my beautiful mother."

Xia Wanqing: "..."

This brat, really getting more and more irreverent, what’s this about wooing? They were mutually in love!

But thinking of when he and his wife traveled Jianghu together, deeply in love, his eyes turned gentle.

Even though his wife had passed away for more than a decade, the memories with her felt like they happened yesterday!

Xia Wanqing withdrew from his memories and happened to see his son’s playful and narrow glance, immediately becoming angry out of embarrassment, glaring fiercely at his son.

But he didn’t say much about using a false name.

Traveling Jianghu, having a couple extra tricks, using a pseudonym, that’s quite normal. To pronounce it as deceitful and malicious is indeed too arbitrary.

He changed the topic, "So does that mean Wenjin and that young man have broken off?"

Xia Sichen nodded, his expression heavy, with a sense of loss, "Yes, when Wenjin met Huangfu Jingchen, Huangfu Yuxuan ran over to expose Huangfu Jingchen’s identity. So Wenjin immediately left in anger, and despite Huangfu Jingchen’s multiple explanations and pleas, Wenjin refused to forgive."

Xia Wanqing caught another point: "It was Huangfu Yuxuan who exposed this identity?"

Xia Sichen said, "Yes!"

Xia Wanqing frowned, "A man should be open and aboveboard. This act wasn’t very honorable." Wenjin was his precious daughter, perfect in every way, for two young men to scheme like this was somewhat understandable, though the means weren’t bright, but effective.

He asked again, "What happened afterward?"

Xia Sichen said, "Father, have you had too much to drink? Can’t think anymore? Is what happened afterward the main point? Shouldn’t the main point be Huangfu Jingchen’s identity?"

"What’s wrong with that identity?"

Xia Sichen slowly recited:

"In the prophecies of Wen Hua Chen Jin,

A girl of sixteen can’t be expected.

The setting sun in the west extends a line,

The rising purple qi is well-suited to both,

A golden spear pierces the blue sky,

An iron horse treads the bitter cold path.

In the world, if you ask how to prolong life,

Within the depths of Zhaohua, there is the Phoenix Pond!"

Xia Wanqing rubbed his brows, this was something he had told the brat, and now the brat repeated it, leaving him to guess, knowing full well he was drunk and still playing the literary game, really annoying.

Fortunately, Xia Sichen did not wait for him to get angry, he said, "Didn’t we think that Huangfu Yuxuan’s appearance aligned with the poem? But think about it, isn’t Huangfu Jingchen even more fitting? Even the first line possibly embeds the names of Huangfu Jingchen and Wenjin."

Xia Wanqing rubbed his temples, feeling his mind was a mess from drinking too much, he said, "Hmm, it seems to make a bit of sense."

Xia Sichen said, "So do you think you might have mistaken the son-in-law with Huangfu Yuxuan?"

Xia Wanqing didn’t speak.

Xia Sichen continued, "Old man, this is about Wenjin’s fate after all. If you got it wrong, making a joke is a small thing, but Wenjin could be ruined by you!"

Xia Wanqing still didn’t speak.

Xia Sichen thought the old man was really stubborn, maybe too embarrassed to admit a mistake? But as Wenjin’s own brother, he had to help her out properly. He turned and said, "Old man..."

As he spoke halfway, Xia Sichen fell silent.

Xia Wanqing had already fallen asleep against the carriage wall.

He pouted, can’t handle drinking but still loves to drink. Look at this, just a few jars and already sleeping? Unlike him, never gets drunk, still feeling great.

He wondered how much the old man remembered from what was just said, and how much would he recall upon waking up sober?

However, the old man had been behaving well these past few days.

He was just a bit stubborn, once he saw through things, everything would be fine thereafter.

Xia Wenjin was unaware that Xia Sichen was racking his brains and tirelessly urging for her sake. Every time she thought of what happened in her past life, she felt there was not enough time.

Two years is not long, she had many things to do, only if she did enough and did well, could she protect those she needed to protect amidst that great turmoil!