Hearing what Huo Xi said, Zhang Fu's eyes shrank and he clenched his hands tightly.
Huo Xi smiled and said, "Don't you dare to listen?" His eyes were full of sarcasm.
Zhang Jin looked at this and that, "Miss, Madam, Madam, didn't she die due to dystocia?"
"Do you believe it?"
Zhang Jin was about to nod, but was stunned again.
"Didn't my brother say that he was stillborn and killed two people? But didn't you see him just now? He was so alive and kicking. This morning he took my little brother to throw snowballs in the yard and beat my mother.
Say it in a while."
Zhang Jin was about to laugh, but stopped himself. Yes, the young master is still alive.
Even the eldest lady, who was so sad that she went with her mother, was still alive, right in front of him.
Zhang Jin fell silent.
Huo Xi looked at Zhang Fu again: "Don't you dare to listen?"
Zhang Fu lowered his head, looked at the floor tiles in the hall, rubbed his feet with his palms, and with a slight tremor that he didn't notice, he nodded for a long time: "I want to hear it."
Zhang Fu wanted to hear it, but Huo Xi didn't want to talk anymore.
"I will definitely avenge my mother, and no one can stop me!"
Zhang Fu tightened his hands and said nothing.
"So, do you still want to listen?"
The hall was so quiet that you couldn't even hear breathing. It seemed like a season had passed. Zhang Fu closed his eyes and nodded, "I want to listen."
Zhang Jin held his breath nervously. It seemed like he shouldn't have followed the master in just now. Is it too late to get out now?
As I was thinking about it, I heard the cold voice of the eldest lady: "My mother was killed by your mother and your concubine Wu, who poured poisoned wine into her and killed her!"
A thunder rang in Zhang Fu's ears.
His body swayed.
Zhang Jin knew that there might be something inside, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
He was so shocked that he lowered his head.
No wonder, no wonder the eldest lady didn’t take the young master back to the house to find him. No wonder.
"Your mother, along with Grandma Sun and Mrs. Wu, brought poisoned wine to force my mother to either surrender to you as your concubine, or drink the poisoned wine..."
Huo Xi paused and couldn't catch a breath: "My mother didn't want to, so they immediately took her and poured poisoned wine... They thought they had sent away the people in the village, but unexpectedly I hid in the dark and saw them all.
...My mother died right in front of me..."
"Ah..." Zhang Fu was heartbroken, clutching his chest and slumped down on the chair.
"master!"
Outside the hall, Huo Nian covered his lips with both hands, eyes wide open, tears rolled down between his fingers, and then fell to the ground.
Zhang Fu was not that weak, and there was no need for Zhang Jin to pinch him. But he wished he could faint and wake up as if what he just heard was a dream.
"master……"
Zhang Fu looked painful. He probably guessed something, but he didn't expect that the reality he heard was more cruel than he expected.
"Convicted exiles are not as tired as married women, but you, the Zhang family, think my mother is an eyesore. She can't even tolerate our siblings. They poisoned my wet nurse, killed her with a stick, and threw her in a mass grave.
They sent people to hunt down our siblings again..."
Huo Xi burst into tears.
"I don't want to go back to the Zhang family, and I don't want to tell Nian'er about his life experience. I just think that I have gone with my poor mother, and that my brother has never been alive. But Wu and Zhang Jie are taking away what my mother and brother deserve.
Everything, stepping on my mother's bones and enjoying all the wealth and wealth is unbearable..."
"And your mother, she can accommodate concubines and concubines, why can't she tolerate my mother..."
"It's your father. It's your father who didn't pay attention and harmed your mother. You and your siblings can't even return home..." Zhang Fu's face was filled with tears, and his heart ached, and he almost couldn't breathe.
Huo Xi looked at him coldly: "It's been ten years, and you don't remember my mother, right? There is no shortage of women in the Duke's mansion, and you don't lack children either..."
"No, Nannan, father has never forgotten you all these years..."
He remembered, how could he forget his wife and daughter. They have always been hidden in his heart.
The dead are never as important as the living, and how many times can you think of them.
Huo Xi looked sad and said, "Go back, I don't know how to face you."
Outside the hall, Huo Nian covered her mouth and ran away crying.
Zhang Fu left. He didn't want to leave. He wanted to say a few soft words to his daughter-in-law, but his daughter-in-law didn't even want to look at him and drove him away.
The news of Zhang Fu's arrival at the Huo family soon reached Mu Yan's ears.
"Is the British father really being helped away?"
Gan San nodded: "Miss Huo sat alone in the hall for a long time, and her eyes were swollen when she came out."
Mu Yan's heart clenched and he was about to jump up. He looked up at the sky and stopped again.
After finally waiting until dark, he jumped out of the house and said, "Don't follow me." Li Yi pulled Kan Er to stay.
Huo Xi held her chin and sat blankly in front of the window.
If he finds out, what will he do? One is his biological mother, and the other is his pillow. She and Nian'er have not lived by his side for these years, how deep can their relationship be?
If the Zhang family is unwilling to give Nian'er her identity, what should she do?
A figure suddenly floated to the window, startling her. When she saw it clearly, she glared at him.
Mu Yan didn't take it seriously, walked around to the door and entered the house.
"Why do you always show up so scary in the middle of the night?"
Mu Yan didn't answer, but looked at her face. Her eyes were no longer swollen, but she could still tell that she had cried.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Mu Yan didn't answer, but looked at her head. It was bare, and half of the headdress was not worn: "Why don't you wear that Dielianhuabuyao?"
Sure enough, it was from him. Huo Xi couldn't help but roll her eyes. It was no one else to give the gift in the middle of the night when no one was paying attention.
"What's Die Lian Hua Bu Yao?" He said with a bachelor look on his face, "I don't have Die Lian Hua Bu Yao."
Mu Yan was stunned and glanced at her dressing table, but didn't see the box he gave.
Huo Xi raised his eyebrows. It was under the pillow. He could still go to bed and turn it over. The old god was watching him from the ground.
Mu Yan glanced at her steadily and said, "Okay." He leaned on the couch with a calm expression.
"Hey, do you really think it's your own home? This is a women's boudoir! Do you know what a boudoir is?"
Mu Yan shook his head: "I don't know. Just tell me."
Huo Xi was furious.
"Don't act stupid. You came to ruin my reputation in the middle of the night."
"What other reputation do you have?"
"you!"
"Anyway, I don't mind it. Besides, we have promised each other for life, so we still care about whether we are good friends or not." He put his hands behind his head and leaned against the imperial concubine's couch.
Huo Xi's eyes widened, "Who made a lifelong promise to you?" Shameless!
"Tsk, tsk, you just throw it away after use. You have forgotten what you said."
"When did I say that?" He was so angry that he couldn't even speak.
Mu Yan clicked his tongue twice and took out the Five Blessings and Longevity Jade Pendant from his chest: "Hey, I gave you all the tokens and you still don't acknowledge it." He shook it at her twice.
"You robbed that! Give it back to me!"
Before she pounced on Mu Yan, he tucked the jade pendant back to his chest. Huo Xi quickly stopped and almost threw half of her body into his arms.
Mu Yan half-opened his arms to help her, but he felt a little regretful when he saw that she had already adjusted her figure.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "How can a token be trivial? Besides, you accepted my token a few years ago. It was a pair of wings that my family passed down to my eldest daughter-in-law."