"Bang!"
Empress Dowager Yan Xi's longsword missed its mark and cleaved down onto a beam at an oblique angle!
Luo Qingtong, who was perched atop the horizontal beam, blinked, and the medicine pill she was about to flick out from her hand spun within her palm and was then swiftly withdrawn.
After Empress Dowager Yan Xi split the beam, causing it to tremble violently,
She suddenly turned around, her face filled with disbelief, and said to the rushing Old Master Luo: "This is impossible!"
"Luo Tong, you've deceived me!"
Empress Dowager Yan Xi's voice trembled, carrying both hope and doubt.
With trembling fingers, she gripped the longsword and said: "Back then, you didn't believe me and let your dear brother push me to the cliff edge!"
"Luo Tong! I was stabbed thirty-one times! Do you understand the pain in my heart?"
"Honghong lay in my arms, his entire body cold! He was stabbed three times too!"
"He had just turned one year old at the time! Do you know the chances of a one-year-old child surviving three stabs under such circumstances?"
"It's impossible! Honghong is already dead! You wish to deceive me no more!"
As Empress Dowager Yan Xi said this, her expression grew more resolute.
"No! It's not like that!"
Seeing her like this, Old Master Luo could no longer keep up the pretense and hurriedly said: "Xixi, back then I did trust you! But I was lured into the deep mountains by them, trapped by a beast tide."
"By the time I fought my way back, I heard you were in trouble! Xixi, I rushed to the cliff edge when you jumped! But I was too late!"
Old Master Luo spoke with an unspeakable pain in his heart.
"I managed to save our child, Jinghong was on the brink of death, so I could not afford to keep searching for you."
"Xixi, Qingtong truly is our granddaughter, Jinghong's daughter!"
"Impossible!"
Empress Dowager Yan Xi's voice was fierce as her longsword pointed directly at Old Master Luo, and she closed in on him step by step.
"When I was rescued, I returned to Dongli Country! The Luo Family was flourishing! Bastards abounded!"
"You already forgot about me! Jinghong couldn't possibly still be alive!"
Upon saying this, Empress Dowager Yan Xi was filled with hatred.
How could the things she witnessed with her own eyes be false?
Luo Tong merely said that to save his granddaughter, making such claims on purpose!
This man, he deceived her time and time again!
Did he really think she couldn't bring herself to strike him?
Flooded with the hatred of being slandered and the pain of being forced to lose her son, Empress Dowager Yan Xi raised her sword, ready to take action.
However, at that moment, Old Master Luo's voice suddenly rang out, word by word.
"I, did, not!"
He looked at the stunning woman holding a sword to his chest, stepping forward step by step, allowing the trembling sword tip to press against his heart.
"Xixi, I did not betray you!"
"In my life, there was only ever you! After I thought you had died, I entirely gave up the notion of love."
"Those bastards are not mine. They are the orphans of the generals who died in battle for the Luo Family."
"As for the legitimate sons of the Luo family, there has always been only Jinghong!"
"He is our child, the only bloodline of the Duchess Manor!"
"If you do not believe me, you can send someone now to the Ancestor Temple of the Luo family to see the memorial tablet enshrined there for the Duchess of Zhen Country, whose name is inscribed on it!"
"It's you!"
Old Master Luo's gaze was fixed on her.
That face, restored to the youth and handsome resoluteness, was staring at Empress Dowager Yan Xi.
"Xixi, the name written there is yours!"
"You are the Dowager of Marquis Zhen Country, Qingtong's grandmother!"
"You!"
Empress Dowager Yan Xi was profoundly shaken.
At this moment, an anxious voice suddenly echoed from outside.