Chapter Forty-Three Night Fire Dark Summer Water Cold
After his adopted son Cheng Xiaobai passed away, Cheng Xianggong turned gray overnight and showed his age.
After more than ten years of upbringing, he did not want to seek revenge, but only wanted to live a safe life. At any rate, he could continue the incense of the Xiao family and be worthy of General Xiao's kindness. Who would have thought that in the end, the white-haired man would send the black-haired man away.
The old man who had gone through wars, flames of war and court struggles could no longer find any meaning in his life. His son was dead, and his daughter-in-law was no longer a descendant of the Xiao family. From then on, he only waited for the day he died to cover up his face to avoid seeing his old master in the dark.
The deserted and quiet Cheng Mansion that night was broken by fire and restlessness. The sleepy servant in single clothes was pushed to the ground. Several angry men broke into the room of the young lady of the Cheng family. Cheng Xianggong walked away with the help of his servants.
When they arrived at the courtyard, they saw Yun Yi Rong, his clothes and hair all in disorder, being dragged behind the leader.
"How presumptuous! This is the Cheng Mansion, who allowed you to break in?" shouted angrily. Although the old man who was a warrior and had dominated the business world for many years was frail, he still retained his power.
The people of Poyue Pavilion are never afraid of any power. Shaocheng sneered and turned around, pointing at Yun Yirong with a gloomy look, "Master Cheng feels sorry for my daughter-in-law. I understand, but Yun Yirong must come with me today. If the master of Hongxian Hall has a
Three advantages and two disadvantages, the children of Poyue Pavilion will never let her live!"
Cheng Xianggong felt cold, and his expression suddenly changed by three points: "Hongxian... what happened to her? What happened?"
Although Xia Qingluan was blamed for Xiao Bai's involvement in the disputes between Jianghu and his eventual death in peace, it was General Xiao's flesh and blood after all. Looking at the child he had grown up, Cheng Xianggong couldn't bear the thought of something happening to her.
"Ask your good daughter-in-law!" With a hard push from his hand, Yun Yirong, who was nine months pregnant, fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment. She clutched her belly and looked pale, but she didn't say a word.
Things would eventually come to light, she had expected this day.
"Yi Rong, what's going on?" Cheng Xianggong tapped his cane heavily. He saw the frail pregnant woman falling to the ground, but he didn't feel worried or distressed at all.
Yun Yirong pursed her lips tightly, resisting the severe pain in her abdomen and raised her head: "I didn't do anything."
"Then let me ask you, where has Master Hongxian gone?"
Avoiding Shaocheng's sharp gaze, Yun Yirong refused to answer.
"What did you say to Master Hongxian? Why did she leave Poyue Pavilion in a hurry after talking to you and disappeared? Who was the person who injured Xantong, and what is your relationship? Tell me!"
After all, they were young and energetic. The disciples in the cabinet who came with Shaocheng only wanted to find out Xia Qingluan's whereabouts. They didn't care that they were kicking and beating a woman with a big belly who was about to give birth. Cheng Xiangong couldn't stand the way to block the exit, but he didn't bend.
He bent down and offered a hand. Although he couldn't say how disgusted he was with this unclean woman who entered the Cheng family in a dirty body, he couldn't cherish her, not to mention knowing that the flesh and blood in her belly did not belong to Cheng Xiaobai.
When people leave and the tea is cold, people's hearts are like this. Yun Yirong sneered, cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and his stomach was churning like a tear.
"Blood, blood! The young lady is bleeding!" The maid on the side had sharp eyes and immediately noticed that a large amount of bright red blood spilled from Yun Yi's skirt, which had stained most of the ground underneath her.
"Go call the doctor." Shaocheng frowned, and the remaining people dispersed to the side, still angry.
Hongxian is the only woman who can make the pavilion master's heart flutter for a long time, and she is also the only one who has enough strength to defend her back against all enemies. For her, the children in Poyue Pavilion both respect and fear her. Now she is expelled
The medical lady who came out of the cabinet actually colluded with outsiders to frame Hongxian, which naturally aroused their anger.
Except for Cheng Xianggong and Yun Yirong himself, no one in the world knew that the child in her belly was nothing more than a bastard. Considering the relationship between Cheng Xiaobai and Hongxian, Shaocheng did not dare to hurt the unborn child, so he immediately ordered someone to call him.
I went to the doctor in the city and after a simple pulse check, I was told that it was a miscarriage and I was afraid that I would go into labor early.
"What a sin!" Cheng Xianggong looked up to the sky and sighed.
The Xiao family is full of loyal people, but a woman suffered an unprovoked misfortune. Xiao Bai, who desperately saved him, was involved in the turmoil at a young age and died innocently. The only widow left was a widow who was about to give birth, but she was not a member of the Xiao family. This bloodline ended here.
It's about to be cut off.
"Master! It's happened. Madam, she's given birth! It's a boy!"
The maid's joyful exclamation came from the room, and a moment later, the midwife smiled and carried the newborn baby to the outer hall.
However, to everyone's surprise, Mr. Cheng, who was immersed in the pain of losing his son, was not happy at all, and his face was even more gloomy than before.
"This scoundrel is not allowed to have a surname of Cheng, let alone Xiao. He can be raised if he can afford it. If he can't afford it, let her take care of it. The Cheng family will never waste half a grain of food on him."
Shaocheng and his entourage looked at each other. Cheng Xianggong treated his grandson so harshly. Even if Cheng Xiaobai was not his biological child, he wouldn't even refuse to raise him, right? Is there something else hidden? However, there was no time for them to investigate in detail. Hong
Xian's whereabouts were unknown, and despite the fact that Yun Yirong, who had just given birth, was so weak that she almost lost half of her life, several people dragged her and the newborn baby back to Poyue Pavilion.
The blood loss during miscarriage was already extremely painful, but what awaited her on the seventh floor of the Zhu Pavilion was only more severe questioning.
Even so, Yun Yirong still had a weird smile on his pale and bloodless face, smiling from Cheng Mansion to Poyue Pavilion and into the meeting hall.
Why don't you laugh? Hongxian has come to an end. The hatred of the Yun family, Xiao Bai's hatred, the hatred of losing her loved one and being brutally insulted, she can finally take revenge heartily, even if it costs her life.
"Where has Master Hongxian gone?" The deputy master of Tianshi Hall, who was temporarily acting on behalf of the master, had a cold expression on his face. The woman lying on the ground with her child in her arms failed to arouse any sympathy from him.
According to Xuan Tong, on the day the alliance leader took over, Yun Yi looked a little weird. He was always restless after coming back from Poyue Pavilion, and he didn't know what happened in the pavilion. The drastic changes happened in the past few days. He
While secretly guarding outside the Cheng Mansion, I discovered that several strangers were wandering nearby and had a private meeting with Yun Yirong late last night. Although I could not hear the details of their conversation, Xuan Tong captured it from the intermittent sounds.
Here comes the extremely sensitive name, Hongxian.
When he was shocked, he forgot to hold his breath and dodge, and accidentally made a noise and was discovered by the opponent. Then there was a chaotic battle, and finally he was seriously injured and escaped. After that, he slept in the suburbs of the city for most of the day, and when he forced himself to the Poyue Pavilion, Hong
The string has left.
"Kill me, I won't reveal her whereabouts." The embarrassment on his body contrasted sharply with the almost lifeless calmness in his eyes. Yun Yirong fell to the center of the meeting hall holding her newborn flesh and blood, with a determined look on her face.
Her hatred for Hongxian had already exceeded her own life, and it was not easy to press for the truth. Shen Yuqing did not have high expectations for getting answers from Yun Yirong, so he captured her in a rage, but found that it was of no use at all.
"Shen Yuqing!" A clear and loud female voice suddenly came to mind outside the hall, and a gorgeous figure hurriedly rushed into the hall. It was Princess Lian Shi of Anping.
"Get out, this is no place for you!" Shen Yuqing shouted.
"Don't shout at me, I'm here to give you a message!" The arrogant Princess Anping's eyes were full of grievances. Fortunately, she knew what was important and what was light. Although she felt uncomfortable, she still took the time to tell the crucial news, " I have already caught the person who had a private meeting with her."