Chapter 1809: 1809 Yuchuan’s Origins 1
Fu Chou laughed, “Such a sweet little mouth.”
Qianru used her small hand to draw circles on his bare chest.
“Why exactly are you getting into bed with ?” He caught her small hand.
Gongsun Qianru’s heart skipped a beat, thinking that this man was not soone easily deceived, and achieving success could not be rushed. She prepared to slowly win his heart, and once he fell in love with her, then have him do her bidding, “Of course not. Except to love you.”
“Really?”
“Ru’er wouldn’t dare deceive Housekeeper Fu.” Gongsun Qianru lied through her eyes wide open, “In ti you will know, I really only admire you.”
“Good… good.” Fu Chou hadn’t been with a woman for a while, and this chance encounter that ca to his door today truly delighted him, “It’s late, will you sleep here with tonight?”
“Just send back to the Gongsun Family before dawn. I heard Housekeeper Fu’s martial arts are top-notch, sneaking back to my room without alerting the Gongsun Family’s protector shouldn’t be a problem, right?” She tentatively gauged his martial skills.
“Certainly no problem.”
After that night, Gongsun Qianru often sought out Fu Chou, and each ti they engaged in secret rendezvous. Fu Chou surprisingly never refused the beautiful woman’s favor, every ti thoroughly indulging.
A few days later, at the Xiao Mansion.
Aunt Xing was tied up by a guard and made to kneel in Xiao Chonghuan’s Study Room.
Xiao Chonghuan sat behind the desk, while Shen Yun looked at Aunt Xing with a pained expression, “Aunt Xing, Master has sent people to investigate. Twenty-eight years ago, you had an affair with a servant nad Changfu in the Mansion. That Changfu was an expert in carving human skin, capable of engraving and painting on it. Tell , is Xiao Yuchuan’s impersonation of the heir of the Xiao Family sohow related to you?”
“It has nothing to do with .” Aunt Xing shook her head.
“It doesn’t?” Xiao Chonghuan waved his hand nonchalantly.
A man about forty years old was escorted into the Study Room. As soon as he saw Aunt Xing, he exclaid, “Sister-in-law!”
“Changshou, why are you here?” Aunt Xing panicked.
“How do you think I, the family head, found out Changfu was a master engraver?” Xiao Chonghuan sneered, “It was this man called Changshou who betrayed you. He also said that you, Aunt Xing, learned the art of engraving and painting on human skin from his brother Changfu. Changfu died a year before Xiao Yuchuan was born. Tell , did you carve the Xiao Family’s birthmark on Xiao Yuchuan’s scalp?”
Aunt Xing gritted her teeth, remaining silent. Admitting it would be a death sentence, she couldn’t possibly confess.
Xiao Chonghuan gave a signal with his eyes, and the guard drew his long knife, severing Changshou’s arm in one swift motion.
“Ah!” Changshou scread miserably, clutching the severed end of his arm, rolling on the ground in pain, “Sister-in-law, just confess, you said before brother died, he asked you to take care of … you’ve killed … killed ! I still have Xi’er to care for, didn’t you say you treated Xi’er as your own! I’m Xi’er’s father, if I die, what will happen to Xi’er…”
Back in the day, Aunt Xing had a past with his brother Changfu and secretly bore a son. Later, her son died, and Changfu died as well. Although Aunt Xing never married his brother, she always took care of this young uncle, even saying she treated his daughter Xi’er as her biological daughter.
Aunt Xing’s aged face was filled with sorrow, suddenly glaring at Shen Yun with eyes full of hatred, “Shen Yun, you wicked woman, it was you who killed my biological son, you who killed my son! I want you to feel the pain of losing a biological son too!”
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