How did this happen?
How did things turn out like this?
She was dead.
She was really dead.
He had never thought that she would die. She had such a strong will to live, even after being tortured for so long. But now, she was dead.
She was dead. What was he going to do?
What was he going to do?
Xuan Ying sat on the ground, clutching his short hair in agony. His eyes were red and hot, and he didn't know what was going to happen.
Ah Zhou stood guard outside the door. He had been with Master for so many years and he knew that Master had always been ruthless and ruthless. This was the first time he had seen Master collapse.
Master didn't care about anything anymore, he just stayed in the wine cellar and led a befuddled life.
Ah Zhou didn't know how he could help Master.
He had an idea.
He could go to the South Palace and invite Madam over.
Although Madam didn't acknowledge this son, Master was still her flesh and blood.
Ah Zhou instructed his subordinate, "Drive the car to pick Madam up. Ask her to come over and tell her that something big has happened to Master."
"Yes."
…
An hour later, the doors to the Snow Mountain Residence opened and Concubine Yu was pushed in in a wheelchair.
"Madam, you're here?" Ah Zhou was overjoyed.
Concubine Yu's expression was cold as she looked at Ah Zhou. "What happened?"
"Madam, Miss Feng has left."
Miss Feng?
Concubine Yu's expression changed. After Feng Lingxue left that night, she had asked the two maids and they had told her that her name was Feng Lingxue.
"You mean … Feng Lingxue?"
Ah Zhou was shocked. "Madam, you know Miss Feng?"
Concubine Yu's breath caught in her throat. She slammed the armrest. "You bastard, take me to see her!"
…
Ah Zhou pushed Concubine Yu to the door of the wine cellar. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Get lost!" A hoarse voice came from inside.
Ah Zhou glanced at Concubine Yu.
Concubine Yu said, "Ah Zhou, kick the door open."
"Yes!"
Ah Zhou raised his leg and kicked the door twice. The door opened.
It was dark inside. Xuan Ying's bloodshot eyes swept over the room. "Do you want to die? Get lost!"
Right after he said that, he saw Ah Zhou pushing Concubine Yu in.
Xuan Ying froze and he quickly stood up. "Mother."
Concubine Yu snorted coldly. "You still recognize me as your mother? Unfilial son, kneel for me! "
With a thud, Xuan Ying fell to his knees.
When Ah Zhou saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel sorry for his master. This madam was too strict.
"And you! Kneel down as well!" Concubine Yu glared at Ah Zhou coldly.
"…"
Ah Zhou quickly ran behind him and knelt down as well.
Concubine Yu looked at Xuan Ying. His silver mask was gone, revealing the right side of his face.
"Raise your head."
Xuan Ying slowly raised his head.
Concubine Yu's eyes reddened as she looked at the hideous wound on her son's face. She slapped the armrest of the wheelchair with her old hands, her heart aching. "Let me ask you, who did this to your face?"
Xuan Ying reeked of alcohol, but strangely, the more he drank, the more sober he became.
"Ha." His thin lips curved upwards and he let out a low, mocking laugh. "Mother, I fell in love with a girl at Ah Jiao's Room. It was the girl's lover who cut my face."
"Oh, so you found out who the lover was?" Concubine Yu laughed coldly.
Xuan Ying shook his head. "No."
Slap! Concubine Yu raised her hand and slapped Xuan Ying. "Useless!"
Half of Xuan Ying's face was slapped. His hands were balled into fists by his side. This was the greatest humiliation of his life.
Ah Zhou was trembling in fear. Why did it feel like Madam was scolding him when she called him 'useless'?
Concubine Yu looked at her son who was kneeling on the ground. "You can't find out who that man is. Fine, I'll tell you now. That man is your biological father, the South Duke!"
What?
Xuan Ying's tall body stiffened, he looked at Concubine Yu in shock, his dark eyes changing unpredictably.
It was … his father?
"It was your father who locked Feng Lingxue in the room. He threatened Feng Lingxue that if she dared to step out of the room, he would order his men to kill you.
"That silly girl. Her own father doesn't even dote on you, why would she dote on you?
"Look at what happened to her because she doted on you. She didn't dare to step out of the room and could only let you go. Actually, what's the big deal about a cut on your face? She should have just asked your father to kill you!
"She saved an ingrate, but in the end, she was bitten to death by that ingrate."
Xuan Ying's eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. He moved his thin lips and muttered to himself, "No, that's impossible. She's so vain and dislikes me for being poor. She's obviously playing with me …"
With a loud slap, Concubine Yu slapped him again.
"You said she's vain and dislikes you for being poor. It's only a matter of time before you become poor. Why did she start with you? You said she's playing with you, but why didn't you take a look at yourself three years ago? You were just a poor boy. What was there for her to play with? "
Concubine Yu burst into tears. "Son, you've been in Ah Jiao's Room for ten years. You've been through so many seasons together, but you don't understand her at all. You don't trust her at all.
"All these years, she hasn't forgotten how good you are for her, but you've always hated her. You've been walking on the opposite path and you've been walking further and further away from her."
Xuan Ying's muscles were as tense as a rock. He didn't know. He didn't know that it was his father.
He didn't want to believe it.
He had always believed that she had betrayed him and abandoned him for the past three years. He didn't want to believe that it was all fake.
His eyes were burning as he tried to explain himself, trying to find a good reason. "It wasn't her first time with me. She's had another man. Mother, you see …"
Xuan Ying gripped Concubine Yu's hand tightly. He looked at his mother with anticipation. "Mother, look. She doesn't love me at all."
Concubine Yu sobbed. "Son, the night before your coming of age ceremony, Lingxue was … raped."
Xuan Ying froze. Large droplets of tears fell from his eyes.
She had been tainted.
Her innocence had been taken.
So that was what happened …
So that was what happened …
Xuan Ying slowly lowered his tall body, burying his bruised face in Concubine Yu's arms. The fear of knowing the truth and the pain of losing her made him feel unbearable pain. Why did she have to tell him? He would rather not have known the truth.
Now that he knew, how could he endure it?
"Son, Lingxue was a pitiful child. Perhaps she didn't have a powerful family, background or ability compared to other women, but she was warm and kind. She yearned for love and freedom all her life.
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