Oh no! Seven kids at the start, all yellow and skinny.

Chapter 277 Confession

Little Qibao chased after them, carrying dumplings.

"Xiao Qi, why are you running?" Er Ya hurriedly chased after her.

"Mom left without even kissing Xiaoqi." Qibao took a big bite of the dumpling, then looked in the direction Yunyi had left.

"Mother has something to do." Er Ya tugged at Qi Bao's ear. "Didn't I just tell everyone?"

"But..."

"No buts!" Sanya ran over and interrupted Xiao Qibao's musings. "Mom saved some fireworks; we're going to set them off later."

"Let's watch the fireworks!" Upon hearing this, Xiao Qibao ran back with her short legs.

Er Ya and San Ye exchanged a glance and both smiled.

"Second Sister," Sanya whispered as they walked back, "Should we tell Mother the truth?"

"Confess what?" Er Ya turned to look at San Ya.

"Our identities."

"Heh," Er Ya laughed, "You think she doesn't know?"

"What do you mean?" Sanya stared wide-eyed in surprise.

“That woman is very smart,” Er Ya sighed. “She might not have known before, but she definitely does now.”

"Huh? Then... won't she be angry? What if..."

“No.” Er Ya shook her head firmly. “She might have done it before, but she… won’t now.”

"Second sister, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by 'before' and 'now'?" Sanya frowned.

"It's nothing. Just remember, no matter what, she will always be our mother. As long as we treat her well, she will treat us well and won't abandon us." Er Ya patted her sister's head. Although they were twins, her sister was clearly not as bright, but that was enough. As long as her sister was happy, that was all that mattered.

Sanya smiled happily.

Yunyi and Hongyi rushed to Longxi City overnight. Although the city gates were already closed, they were able to enter the city smoothly because Lanyi was waiting there, and then entered the Huo Mansion.

"Master, I had no other choice but to call you here." Jing Han came out to greet him, his face looking very pale, clearly the result of not having slept for several days.

"Okay." Yunyi nodded. "Let me check the situation first."

Jing Han sent Nineteen with a message because she needed to come and rescue someone; the situation was extremely urgent, which is why she rushed over overnight.

Jing Han nodded and led her into a room.

When Yun Yi saw Xue Buwei in the room, she was stunned for a moment, but she didn't say anything. She went straight to look at the person on the bed, and she couldn't help but gasp when she saw him.

His entire body was enveloped in a layer of black mist, but strangely, a strong purple aura was faintly visible within that black mist.

Yunyi could roughly guess the man's identity, and at the same time, she knew that he had already stepped into the gates of hell.

Jing Han and Xue Buwei exchanged a glance, but said nothing.

After glancing at the man, Yun Yi sat down and took his wrist to check his pulse. She quickly released him, stood up, and glanced at Jing Han and Xue Buwei: "This man... if you continue to use your methods, he will probably only live for three days."

Jing Han's eyes lit up, and he suddenly knelt down, pleading, "Chief, please save him."

Xue Buwei also knelt down: "This old man is incompetent, but if you can save me, young lady... I will give my life to you from now on."

"Get up and talk," Yunyi said, avoiding the direction where the two people were kneeling. She sat down on a chair next to them. "Saving him may be a bit troublesome, but it's not a problem. However, I need the truth."

Xue Buwei couldn't help but look at Jing Han.

Jing Han hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll tell you the truth."

Xue Buwei sighed softly, got up and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Jing Han sat down next to Yun Yi: "He is the Crown Prince."

Although Yunyi had guessed it, she was still somewhat surprised when it was confirmed, but she didn't show it: "Hmm, Da Bao is the Crown Prince?"

“You…” Now it was Jing Han’s turn to be surprised.

"They're not exactly identical, but they're about six or seven points similar," Yun Yi said, pursing her lips. "It's only because this is a remote, impoverished place. If this were the capital, Da Bao would have been exposed long ago, wouldn't he?"

Jing Han took a deep breath, then ran his fingers through his hair: "Yes, back then..."

"Alright, I can roughly guess what happened back then. What I want to ask now is, who are you?" Yunyi looked down at her fingernails, which were a bit long and needed trimming.

Jing Han's expression changed, his hands on his knees unconsciously clenched, and his lips opened but no sound came out.

Yunyi turned her head slightly, glanced at him sideways, and suddenly laughed: "Is it hard to say?"

Jing Han bit his lip, feeling nervous for the first time ever, because he really wasn't sure how much this woman knew, and he didn't want to lie to her anymore.

Yunyi sighed softly, and was about to say that if she didn't want to talk about it, then so be it, but the other person spoke first.

"Yiyi, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but I'm afraid that you won't forgive me if I do."

Yunyi frowned: "You're not going to tell me that you are my dead husband, Xia Tianyin, are you?"

Jing Han suddenly looked up, his mouth agape. It took him a while to realize his lapse in composure: "I...I..." Then he suddenly stood up, walked to Yun Yi and half-squatted down, looking her straight in the eye. "I am indeed Xia Tianyin. The reason I faked my death and disappeared was because...because of unavoidable reasons."

Yunyi looked into the other person's eyes and suddenly smiled: "Alright, I know what you're thinking. You don't want to lie to me, that's why you're so conflicted."

Jing Han's eyes lit up, and then he nodded: "It's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's just that it involves too much, once... it will be utterly ruined."

"I just want to know, is Xia Tianyin your real name?"

Jing Han paused for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

"What about Jing Han?" Yun Yi tapped her finger lightly on the table.

“Yes.” Jing Han nodded vigorously. “I’m not lying to you, this is my name.”

"Hehe." Yun Yi laughed. "Then you should know my identity, right?"

Jing Han nodded.

"I went to the palace when I was a child."

Jing Han couldn't help but lower his head.

"Her Majesty the Empress had two sons. The eldest, the second son, was the former Crown Prince. She also had a younger son, the seventh son, named Zhou Qian, courtesy name Jinghan. However, due to his frail health, he had been recuperating at the Huguo Temple outside the palace. When he was ten years old, he went on a journey with Master Zhiyan. But before he left that year, a palace banquet was held, and I, at six years old, met the ten-year-old Seventh Prince." Yun Yi raised her eyebrows slightly. "I wonder if the Seventh Prince still remembers him?"

“I knew I couldn’t hide it from you.” Jing Han, no, now Zhou Jing Han, nodded slightly. “Of course I remember, otherwise how could I have let Mother buy you? But at that time, you only had eyes for your third brother and couldn’t see anyone else at all.”