From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1021: 478 Xiangyu_3 Chapter 1021: 478 Xiangyu_3 All the beautiful words seem pale on her.

Solene Moore was watching the live stream with Madam Moore, and her emotions were extremely complicated when she saw this scene.

Madam Moore looked at her and asked, “You got lost that day, didn’t you?”

Solene Moore nodded, “Yes, Lexi Benz, Gigi Spinter and I all got lost together.”

When she thought of Aubree Groove who had found them, she suddenly felt her thoughts all along were too narrow-minded.

“Of course, thanks to Aubree Groove’s relentless efforts, the lost ladies were safe and sound.”

Vincent Linggo continued, “With the help of several experts and some enthusiastic anonymous individuals, we have finally identified the deceased.

I don’t know if everyone remembers the text from middle school language textbooks, called ‘Jian Chen’s Book’.

This ancient text discusses the ancient official system and its development, written by the great literati of the Yue Dynasty, Leonardy Daniella.

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There’s a line in the text that goes, ‘He who has a beautiful beard, holds up the country’, does anyone know who this line is referring to?”

This question stumped even the enthusiasts of ancient Chinese culture and historians.

Middle school students quickly flipped through their textbooks, and the annotation reads, “In the 17th year of Emperor Jordan’s rule, Emperor Iver praised Octavius Dankworth, then serving as the Grand Duke.

Octavius Dankworth, born in Jian’an, (679-732) passed the imperial examination in the 7th year of Emperor Iver’s reign, and joined the Imperial College that same year.

In the 8th year of Emperor Iver’s rule, the northern nomads invaded the frontier city.

Dankworth asked to go to war.

Emperor Iver appointed the King of Zhongshan as the commander of the army and Dankworth as the General.

Dankworth led 20,000 soldiers to march, he led 3,000 light cavalry to raid the enemy’s lair, captured tens of thousands of enemies, and drove the enemy beyond the border in one fell swoop, severely damaging the enemy’s morale.

Dankworth became famous overnight, and Emperor Iver was overjoyed.

The Emperor personally named him the Grand Duke, a first-class duke, and awarded him a princely stipend.”

In a few words, it sketched out a young genius who was both a literary and martial talent.

Everyone realized upon further investigation online that the Grand Duke had an even more legendary life.

The phrase ‘With pen in hand, he could ensure world peace; mounted on a horse, he could set the world in order’ was a perfect description of him.

However, for some unknown reason, this talented man kept a low profile and remained unknown to the world.

Sadly, in 732, due to Emperor’s suspicion, he was deeply involved in a corruption case and eventually died in prison.

Only after thirty years of turmoil in 769 when a new Emperor came to power, was the Grand Duke finally vindicated.

Snowy Gartia, who had an excellent memory, frowned in thought and blurted out, “The Grand Duke Octavius Dankworth?”

Vincent Linggo cast an approving glance at her and confirmed, “Yes, it’s Octavius Dankworth, the Grand Duke of Emperor Iver’s time.

He dedicated his life to the Yue Dynasty.

Even the sparse mentions of him in history books are awe-inspiring.

However, his son was an even more extraordinary character, surpassing his father’s brilliance.

But I believe you are even more unfamiliar with the son of this Grand Duke.”

“He is the main character of our story today, Dario Dankworth.”

Everyone then understood that the body found in the dungeon was the son of the Grand Duke and the husband of Princess Madeleine.

Everything started to connect.

The scroll from three hundred years ago was slowly unfolding before their eyes.

Silvia Hayes felt the tension that seemed to have been stretched to the breaking point in her mind snap, and she suddenly stood up.

She was so agitated that her body was slightly shaking.

With an incredulous look on her face, she said, “The son of the Grand Duke?

Dario Dankworth?

Princess Madeleine?”

The dream that she had, the dream she had, it turned out to be true.

A layer of fine cold sweat formed on her back, and her body hairs stood on end.

This was too horrifying.

Agave Rinto was squinting at her.

Silvia Hayes, however, didn’t care anymore.

She grabbed Agave Rinto’s arm, her eyes full of fear.

“Cousin, I can’t stay here any longer.

Please take me away from here,” she said.

Agave Rinto shook off her hand, his eyes probing, “What happened?”

Silvia Hayes was on the verge of breaking down.

Her words were incoherent, “That night, in the room of Aubree Groove, I fainted.

I had a dream.

I dreamt of Princess Madeleine, I dreamt of Dario Dankworth.

It was so real, as if I watched everything happen with my own eyes.

They parted in the dungeon.

His death was so tragic.

There was a huge fire.

She ran into it…”

Agave Rinto pulled out the main points, “Aubree Groove’s room?”

Silvia Hayes’ voice was trembling with desperation, “I told you she’s not normal.

She’s crazy.

The Gaharu Fragrance she uses can contact the spirits.

She must have seen ghosts…”

“The ghost is here for revenge.

We need to run…”

Finnian Moore frowned upon hearing this.

What was all this mess?

Rinto grabbed her shoulder, pushing her back into the seat, and said casually, “In broad daylight, where would ghosts come from?

It’s the ghosts in people’s hearts.”