Xie Yun was silent.

He was over forty years old, a little thin, but he had an air of elegance and nobility. But at this moment, his expression was very strange.

"I heard recently that you accompanied her to her parents' home and caused a big disturbance in the Shangshu Mansion. Then, for her, you interfered in the family affairs of the Minister of Revenue and kept Wang Sheng's wife in your mansion."

"My uncle originally thought that you and her were just having a casual affair."

"It's indeed an act." Xiao Chenyan said calmly, "But it's not fake."

"At least she is more enthusiastic than me about cooking Yun Houxing."

Xie Yun was a little surprised, but he had also heard some rumors: "On the day of your wedding, the person lying in the coffin when you married into the house, was it her or..."

Xiao Chenyan put down the teacup: "It doesn't matter who it is."

Xie Yun was silent for a moment: "If you have a plan in mind, then so be it." He looked at Xiao Chenyan, his tone helpless:

"Now the spies of the Eastern Palace are always keeping an eye on the Guoyi Palace and the Yanwang Palace. It's no wonder that your princess made a scene today. Your second uncle has become more and more absurd in recent years. He deserves to suffer."

Xiao Chenyan lowered his eyes and did not respond. His voice was smiling, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "Don't worry, uncle. If you want to kill him, I killed him when I left Beijing ten years ago."

"The Xie family is too prosperous. Having a fool holding them back can actually make some people feel more at ease."

Xie Yun nodded. He had long been extremely disappointed with his second brother.

But even waste can sometimes be useful.

"When you suddenly came to my house yesterday, I thought it was something important, but the East Palace was watching too closely, so I just closed the door and refused to see you. But what's the emergency?"

Xiao Chenyan pondered for a moment: "Can Xie Ling come back?"

Xie Ling is the soul that Xiao Chenyan and Qing Wu rescued on the Yin-Yang Road.

Hearing Xiao Chenyan mention his youngest son, Xie Yun couldn't help but sigh: "There is something you may not know. When Xie Ling was nine years old, he fell into the water and had a high fever. He almost lost his life. Although he was rescued, he has been stupid and stupid, and his body is not very strong."

"Some time ago, your aunt took him to the temple to burn incense, and on the way back he developed a high fever again. Although he is awake now, he can't even speak."

"But why do you mention Ling'er at this moment?"

Xiao Chenyan briefly told about his search for Mu Ying's son. Xie Yun stood up in shock and asked anxiously, "Did Ling'er lose his soul? Ah Yan, did you really bring his soul back?"

Xiao Chenyan nodded: "But in order to return cousin Xie Ling's soul to its rightful place, someone else has to take action."

"Is that Mr. Situ next to you? I heard that he is from Xuanmen..."

"princess."

"Who?" Xie Yun was stunned. The next moment, Ding Guo, who was used to big scenes, looked incredulous.

Xiao Chenyan suddenly felt inexplicably happy when he saw others were surprised and surprised at Qing Wu's abilities.

He had a naughty temper when he was young, but that bit of naughtiness had long been worn away by the various hardships he encountered later on, turning him into the seemingly calm but actually crazy and erratic person he is today.

But when he touched her, the naughtiness hidden in his bones quietly surfaced again.

"As I said before, I can't control her at all."

"So if you want her to help Xie Ling, you also have to let her get over the bad feeling in her heart."

Xie Yun was silent, and slammed the table fiercely: "I left too early just now, so I should have asked you to chop off Xie Xian's head directly."

Xie Yun was really worried about his son. His wife had fainted several times from crying these days because of Xie Ling's health.

He then pretended to be angry and glared at Xiao Chenyan: "Xie Xian's rude words to her were also caused by you, how can you do things without caring about others?"

"First, you invite someone to help your little cousin. Afterwards, I will personally tie up Xie Xian to let her vent her anger."

Xiao Chenyan rarely showed helplessness, touched his brow, looked at Xie Yun, and said seriously:

"I really can't control it, not at all."

Xie Yun: “…”

"The husband is weak!"

Qing Wu had no idea to what extent her image had been demonized by someone.

She stood outside the ice cellar, listening to Second Master Xie Xian cursing inside. He kept cursing Xiao Chenyan as a beast who killed his mother and father.

Baisui and the other people in Prince Yan's Mansion were all filled with murderous intent, and they wanted to go in immediately and break this guy's other leg.

The blue-clad guard had already gone back to report the news, and the steward only dared to watch from afar and did not dare to step forward.

"There's something I'm curious about." Qing Wu asked, "Why did that lunatic inside say that Xiao Chenyan killed his mother and father?"

Baisui and others looked stern.

“Princess, don’t listen to his nonsense. The fire in the East Palace that year had nothing to do with the prince.” Lu Qiao explained hurriedly.

Hong Rui sighed and whispered, "Back then, the former crown prince was accused of treason and was imprisoned in the old residence, which is now the Prince of Yan's Palace."

"The prince was not imprisoned at the time. On the night of the incident, the prince secretly went to the Eastern Palace to visit the former crown prince and the former crown princess. Then the Eastern Palace caught fire."

"No one in the East Palace survived, only the prince was safe and sound."

"It just so happened that Xie Xian took Wushisan that night and became insane, and he also ran to the vicinity of the old residence. Afterwards, this guy woke up and said that he saw the prince setting the fire with his own eyes."

"His words alone are not enough to prove anything. Afterwards, the Dali Temple investigated and found that the fire in the East Palace did not seem to be arson, but more like self-immolation. Although the prince was cleared of suspicion, this incident still completely angered the emperor. After that..."

After that, everyone knew what happened.

Xiao Chenyan was stripped of his status as the crown prince. The old emperor gave him a throne, but also gave him an insulting title of "Yan" and exiled him to the northern border when he was only seventeen years old.

It was also from that day on that Xiao Chenyan's fate was changed and he was haunted by a fatal evil.

Baisui snorted coldly: "There are a lot of smart people in the Xie family, but he is such a moron. Over the years, he has spread rumors against the prince privately."

"If it hadn't been found out that he had nothing to do with the fire that year, and he was actually the late Crown Princess's biological brother, the prince would have killed him long ago."

Qing Wu's beautiful eyes moved slightly, and she thought to herself, Xiao Chenyan didn't kill Xie Xian, the reason might be more than just this. With this lunatic spreading all kinds of malicious rumors against him, Ding Guo was also deliberately distancing himself from Xiao Chenyan.

It is easier for those who are interested to dispel their suspicions.

I think that King Yan and Mrs. Xie are really at odds with each other.

However, although this crazy thing is useful, it really deserves a beating.

Inside the door, Xie Xian was still going crazy:

"Xiao Chenyan, you must die, you beast!"

"You are a bad breed who killed your mother and your son. And your princess, you two are a pair of thieves and a bitch. I curse you... I curse you to go to hell and never be able to be reborn!"

"Xiao Chenyan, Xiao Yan! You will only be as annoying as a rat in a sewer for the rest of your life, hahahaha——"

Qing Wu listened, her smile deepened, her eyes grew colder, and she opened her red lips slightly: "Open the door, I'll show him what real hell is."