Wei Wan had many questions in her mind.
"You'll know when you ask him in person." Gu Yanfei said lightly, his eyes seemed to be soaked in water, revealing a cold light.
She could predict that one of the twin girls would die shortly after birth, and that Wei Wan and her child would die today, but she could not calculate the hidden secrets and reasons behind it.
Wei Wan tried hard to suppress her emotions, but even so, her fingers gripping the mattress were still trembling slightly, and a fierce shadow flashed in her confused eyes.
After a while, two guards escorted Xu Yan and Xu Luo, father and son, into the wing room, making the originally small room suddenly seem a lot more crowded.
The wound on Xu Yan's forehead had stopped bleeding, but it was still swollen. His hair was disheveled, and he was still wearing the same sky-blue robe. His messy robe was covered with dust and grass leaves, making him look completely different from the usual glamorous Marquis of Ji'an.
Xu Yan held Xu Luo's hand with one hand, and walked towards Wei Wan on the couch with a stiff body, his eyes uncertain.
For a moment, Wei Wan almost didn't recognize Xu Yan.
She tried hard to suppress the hatred that was surging in her heart. The hatred was gnawing at her heart like a worm, and her eyes were red as if stained with blood.
For so many years, she had always loved this man wholeheartedly and was willing to give everything for him, but now, she found that her love for him had disappeared and was completely wiped out in just a short period of time.
She looked at him and he looked at her.
The other people around seemed to not exist at this moment.
Xu Luo looked up at the adults present with a little anxiety and uneasiness.
Wei Wan stared at Xu Yan for a long time, and the first thing she said when she saw him was: "Where is my daughter?"
Xu Yan thought she was talking about Xu Yao, so he ignored her and shook his head with a sneer. He looked at the Duke of Wei who was a few steps away and said coldly, "What's wrong with you, my uncle?"
"I am also a noble of the imperial court. Although I am not as good as the Duke of Weiguo, I am still the Marquis of Ji'an. Brother, why do you want to kill me like this?!"
Xu Yan stood proudly, looking calm and composed.
Their Ji'an Marquisate was also a marquisate conferred by Emperor Taizu, only one rank lower than the four dukedoms. The Duke of Weiguo had no right to interfere in the affairs of the court and deal with him.
The Duke of Weiguo had a gloomy look in his eyes, as if a storm was raging in them. He strode forward two steps towards Xu Yan. He was half a head taller than Xu Yan. Although old, his physique was still upright. He stood in front of Xu Yan like a mountain.
He spoke word by word: "Xu Yan, you killed your wife and daughter, it's inhumane!"
The corners of Xu Yan's lips tightened, and his sharp eyes lowered, with a sinister flash in his eyes as he looked at Duke Weiguo.
"Why do you say that, brother-in-law!" He brushed off his sleeves and said with a little displeasure, "Killing wife and daughter? Could it be that Wan'er said that?"
As he spoke, Xu Yan sighed deeply, "Hey, I've wanted to tell my uncle for a long time, Wan'er... I don't know if she's been possessed by an evil spirit or has hysteria. Recently, she's sometimes lucid and sometimes confused..."
"Nonsense! Xu Yan, when did I get hysteria!" Wei Wan on the couch interrupted him angrily, her chest heaving.
She felt as if she had never known the person sleeping beside her, as if he had always been covered with a layer of painted skin, until today, this bloody painted skin was finally peeled off.
"Brother, my mother also knows about Wan'er's matter." Xu Yan sighed to the Duke of Weiguo again, and then said helplessly to Wei Wan, "Wan'er, you are tired. When you return home, take a good rest."
His tone and expression were as gentle as always, and he was quite patient, as if he was coaxing an ignorant child.
If Wei Wan herself was not involved in this incident, she would probably believe Xu Yan to a certain extent. After all, Xu Yan has always presented himself as a gentle, elegant and handsome man.
In an instant, Wei Wan experienced the feeling of being unable to explain her injustice. She was clearly the victim, but she was bitten back by the other party.
A mouthful of blood stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down.
"Xu Yan, it has come to this, do you still want to blame me?" Wei Wan wanted to get up angrily, but accidentally moved the wound on her back. Her face showed pain and she was breathing heavily.
"Don't be mean to daddy!" Xu Luo held Xu Yan's hand tightly, looked at Wei Wan on the couch with hostility, and screamed angrily.
Gu Yanfei raised his hand and pushed the emotional Wei Wan back onto the couch, warning her lazily, "Don't move."
When Wei Wan, who was originally like a furious cat, was seen by the girl's eyes which were as clear as the vast stars, she instantly became obedient. Her anger gradually subsided, but she still felt mixed emotions.
It turned out that her husband and her son were not hers.
Gu Yanfei glanced at Xu Yan and Xu Luo, father and son, and asked calmly, "Marquis Ji'an, have you ever seen the scars on your son's body?"
As she spoke, she slowly walked towards the father and son, with an ambiguous smile on her face.
Xu Yan stared at Gu Yanfei with an expressionless face and without saying a word. His eyes, as cold as ice, were filled with deep wariness.
Gu Yanfei stared at the other person's eyes and continued, "Six years ago, a baby girl died shortly after she was born. Do you still remember that baby girl?"
Her tone was very slow, with a unique and soothing rhythm, and her pupils were as dark as deep pools, emitting a faint and clear light, mysterious and unfathomable.
Guided by her words, his memory went back to six years ago. He seemed to hear the crying of a baby girl, and the memory was still fresh in his mind.
Gu Yanfei took another step closer to Xu Yan and said faintly, "She hasn't left yet."
The girl's voice was clear and cold.
Xu Yan: “…”
"Have you ever looked closely at your son's back?" Gu Yanfei raised her hand and pointed at Xu Luo who was hugging Xu Yan tightly. Xu Yan's gaze was involuntarily guided over by her. Looking down from his height, he could see several flame-shaped red scars showing through the loose neckline.
Xu Yan snorted and asked back: "So what?"
Nine years ago, Qing'er also had large red spots on her back.
Later, Qing'er left him. He searched for her for two years before he found her in Yangzhou. By then, the red spots on Qing'er's back had healed a lot, with only two or three fingernail-sized spots left.
Xu Yan had indeed seen Xu Luo's back, but that was two months ago when red spots had just appeared on Xu Luo's back.
At that time, Xu Yan saw that the red spots on his son's body were exactly the same as those on Qing'er's back before, so he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it would heal after some time.
It’s not a big deal for a boy to have a few red spots on his body, as long as they are not on his face and do not hinder his inheritance of the title.
"It doesn't hurt to look at it again." Gu Yanfei's eyes, as clear as a mirror, seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. She smiled gently, turned her little face to Duke Weiguo, and a dimple appeared at the corner of her lips.
Duke Weiguo understood what he meant and winked at the guard beside him.
The clever guard suddenly stepped forward and roughly pulled off Xu Luo's light blue jacket.
"hiss!"
The guard's actions were rough and he tore a big hole in the jacket, then pulled off his undershirt as well, exposing the boy's back.
On the thin back, the outlines of the spine and shoulder blades were clear, and the blood-red scar was even redder than at noon, like a ghost face with clear features, and a pair of strange fox eyes full of resentment and coldness, as if to captivate people.
this……
After taking just one look, Xu Yan immediately looked away, his eyes flickering, and even his face turned slightly pale, as if he was frightened.
Gu Yanfei chuckled without any hesitation.
Then, she looked in another direction and raised her voice by two notches: "Did you see it?"
These words were not spoken to Xu Yan, but to a young woman who had just been brought in by the guards behind the door curtain.
The woman was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with raven-feather black hair tied into a simple bun, and a pair of distinct black and white lychees on her oval face. She had a gentle appearance and a fair body, but a few wisps of hair were scattered around her bun, and her pearl hairpin was crooked, making her look a little dishevelled.
The plain green skirt could not hide her graceful figure.
"Qing'er." Xu Yan blurted out, his eyes suddenly turned cold and sharply swept across the face of Duke Weiguo.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Duke Weiguo's lips as he met Xu Yan's gaze.
After learning that Xu Luo's background was suspicious, Duke Wei first sent people to Wushan Villa to chase Wei Wan and others, and also sent another group of people to investigate Xu Yan.
It was just that the Duke of Wei had never suspected his brother-in-law in the past. If they really wanted to investigate, it would not be difficult. The people in the Duke's Mansion soon found out that Xu Yan had placed his mistress in a house in the west of the city, and it has been nearly seven years.
The guards captured the concubine and brought her to this farm just now.
The woman in green named Qing'er was unaware of the undercurrents around her. She stared blankly at the blood-red scar on her son's back that looked like a ghost face, and her pretty oval face was as pale as paper.
"Mom!" The boy also saw the woman in blue and let go of Xu Yan's hand. The "ghost face" on his back moved, and his lips opened to form a sinister arc, as if he was smiling at people.
Qing'er was extremely upset, her heart beating wildly in her ears.
Her expression changed several times in a very short period of time, from heartache to panic, and then to disbelief, and her eyes were filled with crystal tears.
"Luo Ge'er!"
Qing'er shouted hoarsely and stumbled to Xu Luo.
She quickly squatted down and hugged the boy in pain. Her hands and body began to tremble uncontrollably, and she kept muttering, "How could this happen? How could this happen..."
Her expression and tone were filled with extreme sorrow, and the little color in her face gradually faded away.
(End of this chapter)
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