"It's not that father doesn't want to take care of you, it's just that he has no power to do so."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and slowly wiped the rice grains from his mouth. Xie Changyong had tears in his eyes. He suddenly cried out. He had been in prison for these days and couldn't help but feel like a ghost. He had tried all kinds of torture, but he just couldn't make his father confess.

But now, from what his elder brother said, it seemed that even his father didn't want to care about him. Did he really want to watch him get beaten to death? "Brother, you must save me!" Xie Changyong suddenly thought of something. He couldn't die. He had to live! He hadn't seen the world yet. How could he be tortured into confessing? He grabbed Xie Changming's arm and stared at him. His eyes were full of unwillingness. At this moment, his desire to live was stronger than anyone else's.

"Second brother, remember that father loved you the most since you were a child. He would satisfy whatever you wanted, which led to your arrogant and domineering personality. You don't know how to hide your edge in everything. Now Rong Zhen is targeting you and has already set up a trap. Don't you see it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Changyong slowly put his hand down, his mind in a mess. Yes, his father loved him the most since he was a child, so he would definitely not turn a deaf ear to it!

"Rong Zhen, Gu Yunru! I will never let them go when I get out!" Xie Changyong narrowed his eyes viciously and swore a poisonous oath in his heart. He had never lived such an aggrieved life before. He was actually whipped by an inferior person.

He vowed to return the humiliation he suffered today to them many times over in the future.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until that day." Xie Changming's voice was very low, and it seemed that only he could hear it, but Xie Changyong still heard it. He looked at his elder brother with a solemn expression in confusion, grabbed his arm and asked: "What do you mean by this? Why can't I wait until that day?"

Before he could open his mouth to speak, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and a fishy smell quickly spread in his mouth. He suddenly felt a pain in his heart. The mixed pain was like being nailed to a pillar and beaten to death.

"Brother! Is there poison in this food?"

Xie Changyong fell to the ground, vomiting blood. He held his chest and looked at Xie Changming in disbelief. He trusted his elder brother so much, but he didn't expect that he would be tricked by him! "That's right, I put a colorless and odorless poison in it. Even Gu Yunru can't find out that you died of poisoning. At that time, they will think that you bit your tongue to commit suicide. Only in this way will your father not be implicated."

Xie Changming stood up, put on his black cloak again, and threw a piece of paper from his sleeve. "I have already learned your handwriting. I have admitted that you have committed so many things alone. It has nothing to do with the Xie family."

Xie Changyong was lying on the ground, his throat was already hoarse and he could not utter a word. Looking at his elder brother who was so dark and vicious at heart, he could only admire him secretly in his heart. He looked at the glass of wine that he had not yet had time to drink and died in despair.

After learning the news of the death, Cheng Shaoyuan immediately rushed to the scene with the coroner. Unexpectedly, apart from leaving a piece of paper, the person was already dead. The coroner found out the cause and bowed to him as if he had suddenly realized something.

"Master Cheng, this man committed suicide out of fear of punishment. He bit his tongue to death."

"Biting his tongue to commit suicide?" Cheng Shaoyuan couldn't quite believe it. Xie Changyong, who had always been afraid of death, actually died so quickly. He walked forward and felt his breath, but found that he had no pulse.

One could vaguely see the hatred and resentment in his eyes, which were not yet closed, as if he had been beaten to death.

"The tongue inside had already rotted, and there was no sign of poisoning. It should be suicide by biting the tongue."

The coroner was afraid that Lord Cheng would not believe it, so he checked again, but the conclusions he came to were all the same.

Cheng Shaoyuan took a deep breath and looked at the dim prison. A few rats hiding in the haystack ran out and tried to eat Xie Changyong's body.

Xie Changyong's body was wrapped in a straw mat and sent back to the Xie family. When Xie Changming saw his brother's body, he knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Cheng Shaoyuan personally sent Xie Changyong's body back. Before that, he also wanted to see how Xie Yihui performed.

Xie Yihui ran out from the backyard with a look of panic on his face. When he saw Xie Changyong's body in the yard, his steps were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. His face was expressionless. He walked to the body step by step like a puppet being controlled. Looking at the dead Xie Changyong, he broke down and cried.

I guess only he can understand the sadness of seeing a loved one die.

"Dad, please don't cry and hurt yourself."

Xie Changming supported his arm with tears in his eyes.

"Yong'er! Why don't you wait for your father?" Xie Yihui looked extremely sad, and Cheng Shaoyuan was actually somewhat infected by this scene.

"Father!" Xie Changming was afraid that he would hurt himself from crying, so he called a few scary people over to help him go back and rest.

Cheng Shaoyuan stood there with an indifferent expression. The moment Xie Changming raised his eyes, he met Cheng Shaoyuan's deep and dark eyes.

Xie Changming walked towards him with a heavy heart, cupped his hands, veins on his forehead showing, eyes full of anger and pain , "Thank you, sir, for personally sending my second brother's body back."

"No, that's what should be done."

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"May I ask, sir, what exactly happened to my second brother?" Xie Changming didn't have the heart to ask the last sentence, and he sighed deeply. When he heard the question, his face immediately fell, and he sighed, "Xie Changyong has already confessed to everything he did, including hiring someone to set fire to Keren Hall."

"What!" Xie Changming sighed a little awkwardly, as if he couldn't believe that all this was happening.

"Young Master, are you and Lord Xie unaware of what Xie Changyong has done?" Cheng Shaoyuan wanted to see something from his eyes, but failed.

"Of course, my father and I knew nothing about it." Xie Changming quickly cut off ties with him.

"If that's the case, that's good." Cheng Shaoyuan couldn't help but reveal an ambiguous smile, patted his shoulder solemnly, and then walked away.

Xie Yihui fell seriously ill because of Xie Changyong's death and lay in bed in a state of panic all day long. After the maids packed up and left the room, Xie Changming walked in right after.

"Young Master." The maids bowed to him and left respectfully. Xie Changming walked slowly into the room with a cane. When he closed the door, his face suddenly became solemn and he leaned the cane against the door. He had already been able to move freely, but he just pretended to be lame.

"Father."

Xie Changming walked to the bedside, looked at him lying on the sickbed, his brows slightly lowered, and wanted to ask about his physical condition with concern, but saw that he closed his eyes with a look of despair.