"Consort Yu's real name was Murong Yu, she..."
Long Feifan looked at Chu Qianli, finding the news hard to believe himself.
But it was absolutely true.
"She is Princess Xiyue's senior sister."
"My mother's senior sister?" This answer indeed surprised Chu Qianli.
Murong Yu, Long Xiyue's senior sister...
"So, Consort Yu is also from the Longteng Kingdom?"
"There is no evidence to prove Murong Yu is a citizen of the Longteng Kingdom. She is a person of the Jianghu, like their master. No one knows where they come from."
"Princess Xiyue did not use her title when she took on a master, nor did she mention her identity."
"But Consort Yu likely knew my mother's identity."
The fact that Consort Yu buried Long Xiyue's token in the cave and paid respects for over a decade was enough to prove that Consort Yu was fully aware of Long Xiyue's true identity.
"Who is their master?" Chu Qianli couldn't help but ask.
Long Feifan shook his head. "We only know he is an extraordinary master. If I hadn't heard Princess Xiyue mention years ago that she had a senior sister and a second senior brother, it would have been difficult for me to find out Consort Yu's true identity."
"Second senior brother?" So, who was this second senior brother?
"I couldn't find out," Long Feifan continued to shake his head. "That was all from Princess Xiyue's travels. However, Princess Xiyue rarely spoke about her travels and taking on a master."
"She would occasionally reminisce, but at that time, she had no one to talk to. Thus, I, her younger brother, was fortunate enough to be her occasional listener."
But Long Feifan didn't hear much.
Although Princess Xiyue had a cheerful personality, she knew what she could and couldn't say.
"Moreover, Princess Xiyue herself was completely unaware of Consort Yu's and her second senior brother's true identities."
"Meaning, they used aliases when they studied, neither wanting to reveal their identities?"
"Perhaps their master knew, but the master likely did not reveal it to anyone. They each kept their secrets."
Hearing this, Chu Qianli subconsciously bit her finger and lowered her gaze in thought.
"So, my mother might not have known Murong Yu's true identity either? However, Consort Yu was likely not Consort Yu back then."
"Consort Yu only entered the palace after giving birth to the Fifth Prince." Some old officials in the court knew this.
However, because it wasn't very glorious, everyone kept it a secret.
Furthermore, Consort Yu never participated in the harem's power struggles over the years.
Also, because she was rumored to be highly skilled in martial arts, the other concubines dared not provoke her.
Therefore, Consort Yu and the Fifth Prince lived a leisurely life for so many years. Everyone gradually forgot about Consort Yu's past, and no one mentioned it anymore.
Of course, Feng Wuya was indeed the Emperor's son. Before the royal bloodline returned to the palace, countless tests were naturally conducted.
The royal family had their own set of testing methods.
It was mostly blood identification or similar.
But as the Fifth Prince grew older and his features developed, he not only resembled the Emperor but also showed some resemblance to Prince Xuan.
This further confirmed he was of royal blood.
It was likely that the Emperor, in his youth, went incognito and met Consort Yu, who was traveling in the Jianghu.
"Then why did Consort Yu always pay respects to my mother? Could it be that my mother's death back then was related to Consort Yu?"
Chu Qianli clenched her palm.
However, without evidence, she would not wrongly accuse anyone.
Consort Yu had been devoted to Buddhism all these years. During their first few meetings, she truly didn't seem like a bad person.
She appeared to be just an ordinary woman living wholeheartedly for her son.
"If," Long Feifan looked at Chu Qianli, hesitating for a while before speaking, "if Consort Yu was truly involved in Princess Xiyue's death back then, then Feng Wuya..."
"Regardless of whether Consort Yu was the murderer of my mother, what does that have to do with Wuya? He was only five or six years old back then."
Moreover, Consort Yu had lived quietly for so many years after entering the palace, indicating that Feng Wuya had also spent his years in peace and tranquility.
He knew nothing, so there was no way to blame him.
Chu Qianli never believed in the concept of "a child paying for the mother's sins."
Long Feifan's gaze towards her held more admiration.
He smiled, "You and Princess Xiyue truly have some similarities in your personalities."
"My mother... what kind of person was she?" All her knowledge of her mother came from others.
In both her lives, she had never experienced the true love of her parents.
Was it truly destined that she would never have parents to dote on her?
She actually envied children who had both a father and a mother...
"Your mother..." Long Feifan's gaze fell on an unknown corner, his thoughts drifting into the distance.
"Actually, I didn't spend much time with her, but the memories are profound. Your mother was cheerful, kind, optimistic, generous, and gentle... In short, I couldn't find any fault with your mother."
It was a pity that she passed away at such a young age.
Long Feifan felt immense melancholy in his heart.
"No matter what, you are returning to the Longteng Kingdom tomorrow. Perhaps you can find more answers about your mother in the Longteng Kingdom."
Chu Qianli said nothing more.
The Longteng Kingdom held a fatal attraction for her.
That was where her mother grew up...
"Oh, right, the Imperial Seal is not here, so you can only hold this token for now."
Chu Qianli had given the token to Long Feifan a couple of days ago, and he was now planning to return it.
"When you reach the Longteng Kingdom, perhaps you will find it useful."
Chu Qianli accepted it with a hint of helplessness. "It's a pity we couldn't find the Imperial Seal. I wonder if Consort Yu knows anything about the Imperial Seal?"
"Her martial arts are superior to yours. Try not to confront her directly. Leave the search for the Imperial Seal to me."
Long Feifan did not want her to take any more risks.
Princess Xiyue was no longer with them, and Little Li'er was now the only hope for all of them.
"You must protect yourself well. You are Princess Xiyue's only surviving bloodline, do you understand?"
"I understand, Uncle. I will strive to protect myself, don't worry."
Long Feifan still felt uneasy.
He opened his mouth, hesitating several times, wanting to speak but stopping himself.
"Uncle, is there something else you want to say?" Chu Qianli rarely saw him look so troubled.
She frowned, a hint of doubt in her eyes. "Is there something else you want to tell me?"
"Actually, I don't know if I should say it. It might not be helpful to you, and it might even have an impact."
"But if I don't say it, you'll feel uneasy, won't you?" Chu Qianli tugged at his sleeve.
She sensed that what he was about to say was very important.
"Uncle, what is it?"
Long Feifan looked at her deeply, finally let out a long sigh, and said softly, "It's about... your background..."