Chapter 24 Blood Contract
Shen Qingyuan felt that every word that came out of his daughter's red lips was like a heavy hammer with a thousand pounds of force, hitting his heart with unstoppable momentum.
At that moment, his heart trembled violently, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.
"This... this is simply..."
Shen Qingyuan widened his eyes in shock, panicked, and waved his hands like a puppet out of control.
His face instantly turned as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and his lips began to tremble uncontrollably.
"He'er, let me... let me think about it carefully..." Shen Qingyuan spoke incoherently, his tongue seemed to be tied in a knot, and every word he uttered seemed so difficult.
At this moment, he felt that his mind was in a mess, with all kinds of thoughts tangled together like a tangled thread, and he couldn't make any sense of it.
Every inference his daughter made was well-reasoned and logically clear, but once they were put together, they were like a sharp dagger, pointing in a terrible direction that he dared not even think about!
Supporting a fool to ascend the throne? !
As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, it was like a thunderclap exploding in his ears, making him almost jump up in fright.
This is a hundred times more outrageous than outright rebellion. It's simply a fantasy and absurd!
Chen He coldly watched his father's bewildered and headless appearance, and keenly realized that the situation was almost at its peak.
Her gaze, as cold as a star, slowly fell on a corner of the ancestral hall - the blood contract!
"Father." Chen He spoke slowly. Her voice was as calm as a bottomless lake, yet it carried an unquestionable power.
"Give that thing to me."
When Shen Qingyuan heard this, his body shook violently, as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue. His terrified eyes stared at his daughter, his eyes full of horror.
"You said... blood contract?!" His voice trembled, with a hint of panic that was hard to conceal.
"Yes." Shen He answered concisely and decisively, without any hesitation in his tone.
"What are you going to do?!" Shen Qingyuan's voice suddenly rose and changed its tone, like a frightened bird, "That thing can't be moved! Once discovered..."
His words came to an abrupt halt, but it seemed as if countless horrific scenes filled the air.
"I know." Chen He interrupted him decisively, his eyes as sharp as a torch, as if he could see through all the fog. "Xiao Jingren also has a copy, right?"
Shen Qingyuan nodded dejectedly, as if all his strength had been drained away. His weathered face was filled with despair, as if the entire world had collapsed before him. "That's right... the lifeblood of our Shen family is firmly grasped in his hands!"
"That's why we must destroy it!" Chen He's eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to chop off all the haze in this world. "Destroy both of them!"
"How to destroy it?!" Shen Qingyuan suddenly became excited. His eyes widened like copper bells burning with flames, and the veins on his forehead bulged. "That's a blood contract! Unless..."
"Unless there is a special method." Chen He said firmly, his voice like a sharp sword piercing through layers of fog, with unquestionable firmness.
"What method?" Shen Qingyuan asked impatiently. He leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Shen He, as if afraid of missing any word.
A trace of nostalgia as ethereal as smoke quietly passed through Chen He's eyes. That gaze was like a calm lake, which was blown by a breeze, rippling layers of it.
"Mr. Yan once taught me." Shen He said slowly, with a hint of reminiscence in his voice.
When Shen Qingyuan heard the words "Mr. Yan", his body suddenly stiffened, like a sculpture that was instantly frozen, and time seemed to stop at this moment.
The original shock on his face faded away instantly like the receding tide, and was replaced by an extremely complicated and strange expression.
That look was like a complex painting interwoven with various colors, carrying endless sadness, and that vague... pity?
"I'll go discuss it with him, he will definitely help us!" Chen He's tone was like the unwavering stars in the bright night sky, full of trust in Yan Qingxiu. The voice was crisp and full of hope, as if as long as Yan Qingxiu took action, all problems could be solved.
Shen Qingyuan listened quietly to his daughter's firm words, like a lone leaf swaying in the breeze, with ripples in his heart.
He watched his daughter's eyes gleam as she mentioned "Mr. Yan," like the brightest star in the night sky. His heart ached, as if pierced by a sharp arrow. A tangled web of heartache, helplessness, and sorrow enveloped him like the haze before a storm.
Shen Qingyuan's throat rolled involuntarily, as if there was a huge rock stuck in his throat, and in the end he failed to burst this beautiful fantasy.
He was afraid of upsetting his daughter, so he slowly reached out his hand, wanting to gently touch his daughter's head like he did when they were little, to give her warmth and comfort.
But the hand seemed to be bound by invisible shackles and froze in mid-air.
Finally, he simply patted her shoulder gently, his movements as gentle as the falling of a feather. His eyes were filled with deep fatherly love and a hint of indescribable indulgence.
"He'er... Father knows that you have been unable to get over Mr. Yan's matter, but..." His voice was hoarse, as if every word was squeezed out from the bottom of his heart with difficulty, with a gentleness that was almost accommodating.
Chen He was a little confused. Her smart eyes were full of doubts, like a clear lake: "What does this mean, father? Don't you believe Mr. Yan?" Chen He looked up at her father, her eyes flashing with stubbornness and persistence, and she simply sat down on the futon.
"Father, I have confidence in Mr. Yan. If I tell him about this, he will definitely help us with advice. Moreover, I trust his character; he will definitely not betray us. We need someone like Mr. Yan to help us with this matter."
Chen He's words rang out like a barrage of cannons, with an unquestionable firmness.
After rebirth, Chen He missed Mr. Yan very much, and that longing grew wildly in his heart like a vine.
She tried to persuade her father in an almost urgent tone, completely unaware of the subtle helplessness and heartache that flashed across Shen Qingyuan's eyes, which was difficult to capture.
"He'er wants to...want to talk to Mr. Yan, then...just go ahead and tell him." Shen Qingyuan's voice trembled, as if he had exhausted all his strength to say this. "Father...believes in you."
Chen He looked at the deep sadness and strange indulgence in his father's eyes, and the doubts in his heart surged like a surging tide.
Her father acted a little strange today, but seeing how tired and sad he looked, she didn't ask any further questions.
Maybe... my father has something to hide?
Or did something happen to Mr. Yan that she didn't know about?
Chen He suppressed the doubts in his heart and decided to wait until he got the blood contract and met Mr. Yan before making any plans.
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