Someone had already spoken. "… Yamashita Hisashi, what's going on? Isn't that Miyoko? "
Xin Yu was still sitting in her original position, but she could hear their conversation clearly.
"Miyoko, it's really Miyoko. She's not dead?"
"How come you've never mentioned Miyoko living here?"
"…"
Yamashita Hisashi narrowed his eyes and looked at the slender figure not far away. He was about to speak to the group of agitated old antiques when Xin Yu suddenly stood up and nodded slightly to everyone.
She wasn't wearing a kimono. She had always been against wearing the Japanese national uniform, which made her feel a chill in her heart. So whenever she saw Yamashita Hisashi wearing a kimono, she hated this man even more.
But at this moment, she knew that she had to act as if nothing had happened. She walked towards the crowd.
Yamashita Hisashi didn't know that she could speak Japanese, and so fluently.
"Thank you all for remembering me. Actually, I've always been fine. He hid me at the foot of the mountain just to prove that even without me, Miyoko, he could still manage the Dojo well."
When she said this, she had already admitted that she was Miyoko.
All these years, she hadn't died. Because of the internal strife in the Missionary Society, Miyoko had sacrificed herself for Yamashita Hisashi.
She was the daughter of the previous leader, but she fell in love with Yamashita Hisashi at first sight and insisted on marrying him. In the years after their marriage, Yamashita Hisashi rose to the top and kicked away her father's most capable assistant, Matsumoto Kazuda. In the end, Miyoko left behind her last words, saying that her father had personally promised that the position of the highest leader of the Missionary Society must be given to Yamashita Hisashi.
Everyone saw Miyoko take her last breath and made a promise before agreeing to let Yamashita Hisashi take the position.
After he took the position, Miyoko was buried. But they didn't expect that after so many years, she would still be alive in front of everyone.
It was like a conspiracy.
The excitement on their faces gradually turned into anger. Yamashita Hisashi took a step forward and grabbed Xin Yu's wrist. He pulled her behind him and ordered his men, "Send them back."
"Wait!"
One of them suddenly spoke. He pointed at Miyoko and asked, "Yamashita, Miyoko is not dead, but you hid it from us for so many years. What are you planning?"
Xin Yu smirked. For the past half a month, she had been under Yamashita Hisashi's house arrest, but she would not let go of any opportunity to find out more about the internal conflicts between Yamashita Hisashi and Miyoko Miyoko.
Sometimes, when Yamashita Hisashi went to the study room, he liked to bring her along. What he didn't know was that Matsumoto Kazuta had taught her Japanese for more than ten days. In addition, she usually paid attention to the conversations of the people below, so her Japanese could be said to have improved rapidly. Gradually, she understood a lot of things.
Previously, Matsumoto Kazuta didn't tell her why he wanted her to appear in Miyoko's image at the so-called meeting.
After all, Miyoko was Yamashita Hisashi's wife. Even if she came back from the dead, it wouldn't be a big blow to Yamashita Hisashi, right?
But later, she found out that Matsumoto Kazuta's motive wasn't simple.
Of course, he still lost to Yamashita Hisashi, but now she had a chance.
Miyoko died because of the internal conflict between Matsumoto and Yamashita. She loved Yamashita Hisashi very much, but it was said that Miyoko's father didn't really trust Yamashita Hisashi. So before he died, he wanted to pass the position to Matsumoto because Matsumoto was his most capable and most trusted assistant. He was also a Japanese through and through. Yamashita was different. He took the position midway, but his daughter liked him, and as a father, he couldn't do anything about it.
But before he died, he still passed the position to Matsumoto.
At that time, Yamashita wasn't convinced. At that time, Miyoko was already his wife. For her husband, she used Matsumoto's feelings for her to scheme against Matsumoto. The Dao Mission Society was originally an organization. If the successor of the organization wanted to sit in a high position, they would generally have a so-called "token". Xin Yu had seen the white jade-like ring on Yamashita Hisashi's index finger, and this seemed to be one of the tokens. There was also a seal, which she had never seen before. But when she occasionally saw Yamashita Hisashi signing documents in the study room, she had seen it. He indeed often took out that seal from the drawer. It was green and made of jade, so it should be that thing.
Miyoko stole those two things and gave them to Yamashita Hisashi, preparing to let her husband take over her father's position faster than others. Matsumoto Kazuta naturally didn't agree, which led to years of internal conflict.
Almost everyone in the Dao Mission Society knew about this matter. In the end, Miyoko died because of Yamashita Hisashi. Before she died, she insisted that the position belonged to Yamashita Hisashi.
Just like that, he stepped on blood to sit in a high position. But there were some people below him who weren't convinced by him, and over the years, they were ready to make trouble. They always felt that Miyoko's death was very suspicious.
When Yamashita Hisashi wanted to bring Xin Yu back to Japan, his assistant suggested that Xin Yu appear in front of these people as Miyoko to shut their mouths.
Of course, he only thought of part of it, and that was how this "Miyoko" should stand in front of everyone again.
If she completely obeyed Yamashita Hisashi, it would naturally be for the best. But if it was the opposite, Yamashita Hisashi would only face more internal problems.
"What conspiracy could I have?"
Yamashita Hisashi sneered, his eyes cold. He squeezed Xin Yu's wrist so hard that it almost broke. Xin Yu knew that he was suppressing his anger, because he wasn't stupid. He already knew that she appeared in front of everyone in such a hurry to cause trouble for him. "You've been opposing me all these years, so do you think I've made things difficult for you? Or do you think that the Dao Mission Society is getting worse under my management? This is my woman, and I finally got her back to my side. Why do I have to let you know? "
The middle-aged Japanese man's expression changed slightly, and he pointed at Xin Yu and retorted loudly, "… What do you mean by your woman? She's Miyoko! Yamashita, did you deliberately let Miyoko fake her death back then? Isn't it because of Miyoko that you're in this position? You've deceived all of us! "
Yamashita Hisashi's originally ugly expression became even colder. His deep eyes were suffused with a faint green bloodthirsty light, and he refused to let go of Xin Yu's hand. At this time, Xin Yu was very tactful. She didn't open her mouth to say anything, and stood obediently behind him.
"What did I deceive you about? In all these years that I've taken over the Dao Mission Society, have I let your money go to waste? No matter who my woman is, no matter if she died or not, shouldn't you remember that I still have the final say here? "
Yamashita Hisashi had been in power for so many years, and he still had courage. No matter how this person climbed to the top, he was still the one sitting in this position. When he spoke, there was an imposing aura.
After being questioned by him, everyone pursed their lips, and no one spoke again.
Yamashita Hisashi's expression was gloomy as he dragged Xin Yu inside. Some people wanted to say something, but they were already stopped by the people beside them. Xin Yu heard the last sentence they said in a low voice, and the general meaning was — don't be too anxious. Let's discuss it first, and wait and see.
If she could hear it, Yamashita Hisashi could naturally hear it too.
What he didn't expect was that the person he had ordered to keep a close eye on would come out at this time. When he entered the room, he found that the servants were gone. The man flung Xin Yu's wrist away and grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to the tatami. Xin Yu lost her balance and staggered. Yamashita Hisashi forcefully grabbed her shoulder blade. She felt pain, but she didn't make a sound. Her expression was full of ridicule.
"Leng Xinyu, I've underestimated you! Who allowed you to come out? What are you planning to do? "
Yamashita Hisashi's eyes were filled with coldness. He clenched his fist, and probably really couldn't control himself. He raised his hand and ruthlessly slapped Xin Yu. The strength of his slap was so strong that it sent Xin Yu flying.
Xin Yu's body fell heavily on the tatami. Her cheeks were red and swollen.
Bright red liquid quickly flowed out from the corner of her mouth. Xin Yu only felt her ears buzzing. She was dizzy and couldn't even find her direction. She took a deep breath and stood up with difficulty using the wall as support. Her entire body was swaying.
Yamashita Hisashi probably didn't expect himself to be so impulsive. He actually raised his hand and slapped her. An image suddenly flashed through his mind, and it was as if he had been electrocuted. He stood there in a daze, and his expression was complicated.
Xin Yu laughed. She stretched out her slender fingers and gently wiped the corner of her mouth. She raised her eyebrows, and the light in her eyes was even colder than his. "You finally hit me. Yamashita Hisashi, does it feel good to hit me? Did I anger you? That's great. You used to hit Miyoko like this too, right? She loved you so unwaveringly. For your position and power, how many things did you do to let her down? After she died, in order to make up for the guilt that could never be made up for, you targeted me. Don't you think you're ridiculous? "
It was as if the most untouchable tumor in his heart was suddenly caught by someone. Yamashita Hisashi's expression was very strained, and his tall and straight body was completely tense at this moment. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him. For a moment, he didn't see Leng Xinyu, but Miyoko who had been dead for many years.
There was a deep sense of fear that he had ignored for so many years that he couldn't control himself.
"Shut up, I won't allow you to say anymore! Leng Xinyu, I told you to shut up! "
"Is the person you see Leng Xinyu or Miyoko?"
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