The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 396 The traitor!

After saying this, Lord Xie looked at Xie Zhiyan, who was kneeling in front of the ancestral tablet with a cold expression, with a somewhat nervous look.

To be honest, he himself was frightened by the sight of his son, who looked mature and cold.

Especially, he is not interested in women.

What Xie Chong feared more than him not getting married was that one day he would bring a man back...

Xie Zhiyan had no idea that his father had such a ridiculous idea.

He frowned, and his cold eyes were as deep and bottomless as a cold pond.

After a moment, Xie Zhiyan said coldly: "My son doesn't like dignified and virtuous people."

The implication is rejection.

"I don't like dignified and virtuous women..." Xie Chong touched his cheek and murmured softly.

After a long silence, he glanced at Xie Zhiyan, his tone becoming more profound: "Ayan, tell me honestly, do you have a crush on a girl?"

"Ever since you came back from Jiangnan, you've become increasingly silent and taciturn, often not returning home."

"All those invitations to the rich daughters of noble families that I sent you were returned intact."

"So, is that woman someone you met in Jiangnan?"

The more Xie Chong thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and his tone softened. "Although you are the only son of the Marquis's family, we don't have any particular prejudice against high social status. As long as there is a clean and innocent girl with a clean background, as long as you like her, you can marry her into the family."

“But it has to be a girl…”

The image of Jiang Wantang appeared in Xie Zhiyan's mind. He curled his lips and said in a very serious tone, "Yes."

"But she's not from Jiangnan. She's in the capital."

Xie Chong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly felt happy. His icy son finally got it.

He hurriedly took a step forward excitedly and asked, "Whose girl is this?"

"Where do you live? Are you married?"

A long silence...

Xie Zhiyan looked up at the tablets of his ancestors and spoke with determination, "The second young lady of the Jiang family, Jiang Wantang."

Xie Chong was stunned...

Which Jiang Mansion?

But, the name Jiang Wantang...why do I seem to have heard it somewhere before?

After a moment, Xie Chong seemed to remember something. His eyes suddenly widened, and he staggered back a few steps, looking at his son in front of him with disbelief.

"Thank you banquet!"

Suddenly, a powerful roar was heard in the ancestral hall, and the entire Xie Mansion seemed to tremble.

Xie Chong's eyes were wide open, filled with rage, staring at Xie Zhiyan who was kneeling on the ground, his face flushed red due to the momentary excitement.

"You traitor!"

"Are you possessed by a demon?!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned around abruptly, swung his arm, picked up the teacup on the table beside him, and smashed it hard at Xie Zhiyan.

When the brothers Zhang Long and Zhao Hu heard the noise, they rushed in immediately and saw the Marquis picking up the teacup and smashing it at their master.

There was no time to react, so they immediately rushed over to stop it, but they were still a step too late.

There was a loud bang...

The teacup hit Xie Zhiyan's back and broke into pieces...

Tea splashed everywhere and porcelain pieces were scattered all over the floor.

Xie Zhiyan groaned and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. There was a large patch of black blood and water stains on the back of his dark purple brocade clothes.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu opened their eyes wide, looking at the scene in horror. They flashed and stood behind Xie Zhiyan almost at the same time.

"My Lord, please don't do that!" Zhao Hu said anxiously, his voice trembling with pleading. "My Lord, our master... our master's back is seriously injured and hasn't healed yet. He can't stand your anger!"

Zhang Longze quickly turned around to support Xie Zhiyan. He saw that his face was pale, his lips were tightly pursed, and beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead, but his back was still straight.

Just by listening to the sound, you can tell that the Marquis really used some force when he attacked just now.

Zhang Long's eyes were red, and his nose was sour. He forced himself to speak: "Master...you...how are you?"

"I will go get the doctor right away."

After saying that, he was about to stand up.

Xie Zhiyan raised his hand to stop him.

Although his voice was not loud, it still carried a stern aura: "No problem."

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu looked at each other, their eyes full of worry and anxiety, but helpless.

Xie Chong was originally angry and acted impulsively, he didn't really mean to hurt Xie Zhiyan.

No matter how angry you are, they are your own children after all.

At this moment, looking at the bloodstains on Xie Zhiyan's back, he felt uncomfortable. He was angry and worried, and at the same time, he felt deeply guilty and regretful.

Xie Chong quickly walked to Xie Zhiyan's side and stretched out his hand to help him up, but just as he stretched out his hand, he silently withdrew it.

He clenched the hand that had smashed the teacup, trembling slightly...

Xie Chong then turned to look at Zhao Hu standing beside him and said sternly, "What are you still standing there for? Go get a doctor! Go!"

Zhao Hu responded quickly, turned around and ran away.

The ancestral hall suddenly fell into a dead silence, with only the sound of the whistling wind outside the window coming from time to time.

After a long pause, Xie Chong spoke in a deep voice, "Do you really... like that girl?"

"Yes, my son likes her, it's one-sided." Xie Zhiyan said seriously.

Xie Chong's breathing stagnated and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

So it’s unrequited love? ! !

He tried hard to recall his memories of the second young lady of the Jiang family.

Not many, I vaguely remember that she was a beauty who could be a disaster to the country and was favored by His Majesty.

Xie Chong took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and continued, "Ayan, you have always been calm and composed, not an impulsive person who indulges in beauty."

"There are so many women in the world, why do you fall in love with her?"

"You should know that she is the emperor's favorite woman and will be the queen of Dasheng in two days. Moreover, you and the emperor have a friendship since childhood. You shouldn't..."

Seeing that his son looked unhappy, Xie Chong couldn't bear to say anything harsh.

He appealed to her emotions and continued with reason, "Ah Yan, now that the girl has found a good home, you should help her and let her go."

When Xie Zhiyan heard the words "a good home", the corners of his mouth curved up slightly, but full of sarcasm.

He sneered, stood up from the futon, turned around, looked at his father, and said coldly: "What if I don't?"

Xie Chong's expression froze. He looked at his son, who had suddenly become a stranger in front of him, and asked in surprise, "Could it be that you still want to compete with the emperor for this woman?"