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Chapter 374 Do you want to go back to Tao Mansion?

"Xiaokang's father has bought back the Tao Mansion. Do you want to go and take a look? Or move in?"

Jing Chunxi had no doubt that they were indeed members of the Tao family, and he empathized with their feeling of being close to home but unable to enter.

She imagined the countless times they had stood outside the Tao Mansion late at night, gazing at the familiar mansion, only to wander helplessly outside. The intertwined feelings of longing and fear moved her.

Several people were silent and looked at each other. Mrs. Tao was the first to shake her head, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes, as if to say, "What's the point of this?"

She gave her two nephews the decision-making power with her eyes, as if waiting for their opinions.

Tao Chengrui pondered for a long time, a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes, but he finally shook his head and said, "It only adds to my troubles."

His voice was very soft, but there was an unspeakable pain in his tone, and he felt that it was not the right time to go.

Tao Chengzhi, tears in his eyes, choked up a little: "Hundreds of people must have been bleeding like a river. I don't want to see it."

His eyes were filled with fear and sadness, as if the bloody scenes were still flashing before his eyes. He was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, but he had to bear too much pain that did not belong to him.

Several people burst into tears, and Jing Chunxi closed her eyes, her heart filled with pity. She slowly recounted the story of the few elderly people who still remained in the mansion, the loyal servants who refused to leave. She told them about their current lives, and how they missed and hoped for the Tao family.

There was a gentle strength in her words that tried to ease their sorrow.

Looking at the expressions of the three people, only Mrs. Tao and Tao Chengrui occasionally nodded and said a few words, trying to respond to Jing Chunxi's words. Tao Chengzhi was too young at the time and had no memory of that home or the people there, but it made him feel deeply powerless.

Everyone was silent for a long time. Jing Chunxi finally opened his eyes and tried to break the heavy atmosphere: "When did you suspect me? Did you know we lived in Tao Mansion?"

She wondered how they had perceived her identity and what they thought of her.

Tao Chengrui said bluntly, "We've been looking for someone, so we've left spies near the Tao Mansion. We just didn't know there was an exit to Chang'an Lane. I saw Cousin Xiaokang from a distance a few days ago, but I wasn't sure who you were at the time, so I didn't dare act rashly."

There was a hint of determination in his eyes, as if to say that they had been carefully searching for the truth, but did not want to take any risks easily.

"It wasn't until you had Ah Heng copy the notice and learned what you had done that I realized you were all good people. It was my idea to have Ah Heng expose Mo Yu," he added, his tone tinged with honesty, clearly trusting Jing Chunxi.

Jing Chunxi nodded, secretly admiring their caution and cleverness. They didn't know the secret of the secret passage, but they still found the clues, which was enough to prove their wisdom and courage.

Looking at the two tall and handsome men in front of him, Jing Chunxi asked tentatively, "Are you practicing martial arts? Are you not starving? Do you have any subordinates?"

She wondered how they had lived over the years, whether they were ready for the future, and whether they would become a burden to Tao Jin. She didn't realize that she had become absorbed in her own anxiety and worry about Tao Jin.

This time, both of them nodded, with a hint of confidence in their eyes. Jing Chunxi felt relieved and looked at Ah Heng without asking any more questions.

I think Ah Heng starved himself to this state, either to resemble Mrs. Tao's figure, but the greater probability is that it is just a disguise, to hide his identity, to protect them, and to obtain more information.

The previous rumors that things were stolen and the guards were all dead were not necessarily true. He was just a child, but he was burdened with too much responsibility, which made Jing Chunxi feel a little distressed.

Mrs. Tao was already thin, and now she looked even more haggard. Her face was tired, clearly overwhelmed with grief. All these years of wandering and longing had left her physically and mentally exhausted.

Although the little girl was not fat, her face was rosy and she did not look like she had been hungry for a long time.

She looked at the bowl of chicken soup in front of her without any envy, as if she had already gotten used to this peaceful life.

As expected, the family disguised themselves very well, and Jing Chunxi admired them.