Su Yuanyuan was also extremely curious about how something belonging to Little Eight's master had ended up in Cang Xuan's room.
But how could she find out?
Little Eight's master had been missing for so long, and had even forcibly separated from Little Eight before. Did that mean she had encountered some danger at that time?
If she rashly asked Cang Xuan about it, would it put Little Eight's master in danger again?
It wasn't that she didn't trust Cang Xuan, but Little Eight's existence and powerful functions would make it a treasure coveted by many. She couldn't expose herself and Little Eight rashly.
In Cang Xuan's eyes, Su Yuanyuan was holding the two almost identical wrist crossbows, turning them over and over again, her brows tightly furrowed. Putting down one of them, the young girl looked up at him and asked tentatively,
"Brother Yun Jian, did you make both of these wrist crossbows?"
"This one I did, this one I didn't." Compared to Su Yuanyuan's caution and probing, Cang Xuan seemed much more relaxed and didn't hide anything from her.
"But these two wrist crossbows look exactly the same. If you didn't make this one, then who did?" Su Yuanyuan frowned and pretended to be puzzled.
After asking this question, Su Yuanyuan saw Cang Xuan's mood visibly drop. His brows furrowed slightly, and his lips tightened.
She suddenly remembered that Cang Xuan had seemed a bit off when she first came in. Could it be that his strange behavior was also because of Little Eight's master?
Cang Xuan said, "Do you still remember what I told you before, about how my mother disappeared after being framed by the Wang family?"
Su Yuanyuan was shocked. At the same time as Little Eight, she thought, [Could he be the son of the master? / Could Little Eight's master be Brother Yun Jian's mother?]
Seeing the young girl's shocked expression, Cang Xuan tightened his grip on her slender waist and said hoarsely, "Tian Xuan just brought back news about my mother. This is the token he brought back. My mother should still be alive, but I don't know where the Wang family has hidden her. Tian Xuan searched everywhere but couldn't find any trace of her."
Su Yuanyuan finally understood why Cang Xuan had looked the way he did when she first saw him.
Knowing that his biological mother was still alive but imprisoned by the Wang family, how could he remain calm? But now, as the chief assistant of the cabinet, he couldn't easily leave Shengjing. Even though he desperately wanted to find his mother, he had to be patient and wait for the right opportunity.
But could he wait? And what about his mother? Could she wait?
The usually proud and high - spirited man's vulnerability at this moment touched Su Yuanyuan deeply. Thinking that she was the only one in the world who could see this side of him, the young girl opened her arms and took the initiative to hug Cang Xuan around the neck.
Her warm and petite body leaned against him. One hand gently rested on the back of his head. Su Yuanyuan said softly,
"Brother Yun Jian, don't be anxious. Your mother has been missing for so many years. Now that there is evidence to prove that she is still alive in this world, it means that she is still of some use to the Wang family. So they won't easily take her life."
"Maybe she is also waiting for the right opportunity, waiting for you to rescue her. You mustn't lose your composure at this time and alert the Wang family, or all our efforts will be in vain."
Holding her waist and pulling her closer to him, he buried his face in the young girl's neck. The fragrance of the young girl soothed the restlessness in his heart.
How he wished, how he wished he could just hold her like this forever.
The emotions surging in Cang Xuan's heart were like the fierce magma beneath a volcano, just waiting for the day when it could break free from its shackles, be completely released, and embed this young girl in his life forever.
"I understand. It's just that as a son, I'm too worried and can't think clearly," his voice was hoarse, with a weariness he had never revealed to anyone before.
"Brother Yun Jian, I've only ever heard you talk about your mother. What about your father?" the young girl in his arms asked curiously.
Cang Xuan was silent for a long time before he said, "He's dead."
Where Su Yuanyuan couldn't see, his expression was extremely sinister.
That man, Xiao Ce, who had betrayed Shu Moyun, pushed her to her death, married the Wang woman who was the mastermind after Shu Moyun's death, and even had a son with that woman, the man who had once been in Shu Moyun's heart, was already dead.
Su Yuanyuan was startled by his cold voice.
He was dead, but why did Brother Yun Jian sound like he hated his biological father so much?
She tapped Little Eight in her mind: [Little Eight, since Brother Yun Jian's mother is your master, do you remember anything about your master's husband? Who is Brother Yun Jian's father?]
There was a crackling sound of static in her ear, and Little Eight said blankly, [The key data is lost. Little Eight can't remember anything.]
It seemed that they still had to find Little Eight's master as soon as possible to find out what was going on.
Letting go of Su Yuanyuan, Cang Xuan picked up one of the wrist crossbows on the table and lowered his head to put it on Su Yuanyuan's wrist.
The material of the wrist crossbow fit the skin very well. Once worn, it wouldn't hinder one's movements at all. It just looked like she was wearing a black undergarment inside.
Su Yuanyuan finally understood why his cuffs were always tied. It was because he also had a wrist crossbow like hers wrapped around his wrist.
Looking at his handsome side face hidden in the shadows, Su Yuanyuan thought of his life experience, the unfavorable rumors about him outside, and the lingering aura of death between his eyebrows. Her heart ached.
All he wanted was to find his biological mother and avenge her. What had he done wrong?
She should do something for him too.
"There are a total of twelve specially made beef glue needles in this wrist crossbow. Each one is coated with a drug that will dissolve as soon as it enters the body and can make the enemy fall into a coma for twelve hours. It's most suitable for self - defense," Cang Xuan said.
"Thank you, Brother Yun Jian," Su Yuanyuan said.
"This wrist crossbow isn't for free. I still need some compensation," Cang Xuan said with a smile as he gently scraped her nose. "Girl, I need you to help me with something."
Before Su Yuanyuan could answer, Little Eight squealed in her mind: [Help! You must help! He's the son of Little Eight's master, so he's half of Little Eight's master! The young master's business is Little Eight's business, and it's also Yuanbao's business!]
Even if Little Eight didn't say so, she wouldn't refuse Cang Xuan's request.
Su Yuanyuan said seriously, "Brother Yun Jian, just tell me what you need me to do."
"The Wang family's defenses are very strict. All servants have to go through several screenings before they can enter the mansion. The Liuyun Pavilion has tried to plant people several times, but they were all discovered and executed. If it weren't for this, finding my mother's whereabouts wouldn't have become so passive," Cang Xuan said.
"People can't get into the Wang Mansion, but animals like dogs, cats, and mice are different. They are everywhere, can get into any place, and can make people completely defenseless."