Just thinking about that scene made Xie Ying want to kill someone with a knife.

Therefore, Xie Yun and Chen Fang, the two elders of the Xie family who fanned the flames, and the midwife and servants who had committed the crime back then, all deserve to die!

Xie Ying lowered her eyes, hiding the bloodthirstiness in them.

But Xie Xiu suddenly said, "I only found out later that the midwife who delivered my mother was actually Chen Fang's wet nurse!"

Xie Ying's pupils trembled: "!!!"

There is such a hidden plot in the book?

She didn't know it before!

"What a vicious method!"

Luo Zheng looked at the details written by Xie Xiu, and the corners of his eyes quickly turned red, as if they were stained with rouge, seductive and dangerous.

He looked at Xie Xiu with a half-smile, his voice hoarse, like a siren beckoning: "Tell me, do you want revenge?"

Xie Xiu smiled coldly: "I came back this time just to get revenge."

"Good!" Luo Zheng patted his shoulder with satisfaction, "You are great, unlike your brother."

When he said the word "brother", he was obviously gritting his teeth.

Xie Xiu lowered his eyes to hide the disgust in his eyes: "When my mother died tragically, I was too young after all. I could neither save her nor take care of my brother myself.

She could only watch as he was taken care of by his grandmother, and later raised by Chen Fang herself.

He grew up next to Chen Fang and was taught to be close to her since he was little. Naturally, he wouldn't listen to anyone else, and he wouldn't allow anyone to say anything bad about Chen Fang.

The more he spoke, the uglier Luo Zheng's expression became.

"Chen Fang is really calculating!" Luo Zheng forced out a bloodthirsty smile, "One day, I'm going to make her experience for herself what it's like to have her stomach cut open and bleed out!"

Xie Xiu frowned in disapproval and covered Xie Ying's ears with his hands: "Uncle, Yingying is still young and shouldn't listen to these things."

Luo Zheng subconsciously lowered his eyes and looked at Xie Ying.

Xie Ying's eyes glowed green with excitement: [Wow! My uncle is looking at me! Is this what they call a stunning beauty that exudes the aura of death? Fortunately, the emperor doesn't love Long Yang, otherwise, my uncle would be so handsome and his chastity would be in jeopardy!]

Luo Zheng was startled by the thunder, and his hand on Xie Xiu's shoulder suddenly tightened, causing Xie Xiu to almost grimace in pain.

He looked at Xie Ying helplessly: This girl, does she even know what she's talking about? Is she the right person to say such lewd words? She's only hindering him!

Wait, my uncle’s reaction just now was wrong!

Could it be that he could hear it too?

Xie Xiu looked at Luo Zheng nervously, but he saw Luo Zheng give him a meaningful smile, then raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder: "Don't be nervous, I won't say a word about anything that shouldn't be said. After all, I really like this child. Can I hold her?"

Xie Xiu instinctively held Xie Ying in his arms, not wanting to hand her over to Luo Zheng.

Xie Ying, the little traitor, smiled and stretched out her small, fleshy hand towards Luo Zheng: [Ahhh, I want my uncle to hug me. My uncle smells so good! His clothes are so pretty! And he has a great figure!]

The veins on Xie Xiu’s forehead bulged: “!!!”

He felt that he was about to beat up this little traitor!

Even if his clothes aren't as nice as his uncle's, his figure isn't bad, right?

Does the little traitor remember who her father is?

Luo Zheng was amused and laughed heartily: "Hahahaha - you see, she seems to like me very much? Let me hug her, otherwise I'm afraid she will cry out of disappointment."

Xie Xiu handed Xie Ying to him dejectedly, and saw him pick her up skillfully, obviously he had held a child before.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Luo Zheng say, "Come to think of it, I once held you in my arms. But you were so naughty that you peed on me."

This successfully made Xie Xiu blush, and he became angry and embarrassed: "My uncle must have remembered it wrongly. I don't remember such a thing happening before, and my mother never mentioned it.

I did hear from my mother that my uncle was very naughty when he was young and he was still wetting the bed when he was five years old. Even after being caught, he refused to admit it and insisted that it was my grandfather who peed.”

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