Xiao Yuxin laughed loudly, and before she could even say anything afterwards, she suddenly felt something rolling through her throat, and a bitter smell of medicine came from her. The thing had rolled down.

She quickly "sniffed" and couldn't spit it out at all. Then she put her fingers into her throat and wanted to pick it out, but she heard Luo Ying smile coldly, "Don't waste your energy, this poison melts in her mouth."

"You sinister and cunning dead girl!" Xiao Yu knew her and it was too late to regret it.

Luo Ying smiled coldly: "You have poisoned me, it's fair to give you another poison!" After pausing, he said, "Also, you are not only a fool, but also a despicable thief."

"What do you mean?"

"You like to steal other people's things the most in your life. Soul-Duan Qu was stolen, and Frost Crimson Technique was stolen..." As she said that, she turned her eyes to look at Chen Yao who was devastated and despaired, "Even her son stolen?"

Chen Yao's body trembled suddenly.

"You fart!"

Xiao Yuxin was immediately furious and wanted to kill her, but she was afraid that there would be no antidote, and even more afraid that she would not get the secret technique of saving the soul. She just heard Chen Yao and her conversation. If she was really Ji Changqing, it was not surprising that she knew that the secret technique of saving the soul was because half of the blood of her family was flowing on her body.

However, she never admitted from beginning to end that she was Ji Changqing. Her ambiguous attitude is likely to just want to use Yue'er's soft heart to seek vitality. Regardless of whether she is, this girl is very tricky and weird.

"Look, you feel guilty again, right?" Seeing Xiao Yuxin being angry, Luo Ying's eyes showed a clear light that saw through her, and she curled her lips and sneered, "For so many years, you have used your stolen children as a tool for your revenge. Have you ever had nightmares when you dreamed at midnight?"

"You--" Xiao Yuxin was almost completely angry. Just as she was about to explode, she suddenly calmed down, but her eyes were still red. She chuckled and said slowly, "Luo Ying, you can't even do anything if you want to alienate us mother and son."

"Do you mother and son still need me to get apart?" Luo Ying looked at her sarcastically, "You know better than anyone else how you treat your son over the years. When the whip in your hand sucked him hard, did your heart hurt?"

When she brought him home, his body was covered with scars, full of deep whip marks. The whip marks were old and new. When asked, he never said that, but later, he grew up slowly, and sometimes, new whip marks were still added to his body. She felt very strange, and when asked, he found some reasons to make excuses.

Until today, she tentatively tested him. Judging from his reaction, it was almost certain that the whip marks on Chen Yao's body came from Xiao Yuxin.

This sentence seemed to poke Chen Yao's pain point. His body shook for a moment, and his face turned pale as paper.

When Xiao Yuxin heard Luo Ying's questioning, she felt a little painful. She looked at Chen Yao in disappointment, covering her guilt with severity and anger: "Yue'er, did you even tell her this? Do you really think she is Ji Changqing? Ji Chang was cut to death early in the morning!" As she said that, she pointed at Luo Ying, her eyes full of resentment, and said sternly, "You open your eyes and take a look. She is Luo Ying, not Ji Changqing at all!"

"...No, it doesn't matter whether she is a Qingmei." Chen Yao looked at her with a painful look, and his voice trembled with his heart. "Mother, I just want to ask you, what's the black dragon-shaped fetal mole on your chest?"

Xiao Yuxin's breathing tightened, subconsciously avoided his burning questioning gaze, lowered his head and thought for a while, slowly raised his eyes, and said in a panic: "I have never seen any black dragon-shaped fetal mole before."

If Luo Ying was not completely sure that Chen Yao was not Xiao Yuxin's son before, she would only dare to be sure that Chen Yao was really not her son when she heard her panicked lies. Whose child was Chen Yao?

Did she pick it up from where she casually, or did she steal Chen Yao with clear goals?

Suddenly, something seemed to have entered her mind. She thought of her cousin Ning Ci's lost son. No, it wouldn't be so coincidental. She was really thinking about it. How could this be possible?

Not to mention that Chen Yao could not accept it, even she herself could not accept such a result.

But reason told her that since she had already thought of this, why not try it? If possible, she still wanted to figure out this matter. Her cousin had been looking for his Chen'er for so many years and left this world with painful longing and regrets. Until she died, she didn't know whether his Chen'er was alive or dead.

Her hesitant eyes turned clear and firm, and her tone was chilling: "After I've been telling the lie for a long time, I'm afraid you even believe yourself. Twenty-two years ago, on the Lantern Festival night, Mrs. Ji took his two sons, with her cousin Ning Ci and Ning Ci's son Ning Chen to Huashi Street and stroll on the lanterns..."

Every time she said a word, Xiao Yuxin's heart became a little panicked, and her face turned pale. She looked at Chen Yao in pain. Chen Yao seemed to see something from her eyes. Her thin body was like the remaining lotus in the wind, trembling, looking desolate and desolate.

"No, Yue'er, don't listen to her nonsense..."

How could it be, how could she know so clearly? No, she couldn't let her talk about it anymore. If she continued, she was afraid that the lies she had made up for twenty-two years would be exposed.

Although she hated Chen Yao and the Ji family, she didn't have any mother-son relationship. After all, she had raised him for twenty-two years, and even if she had a puppy around her, she would have feelings, let alone human beings.

Her nervous and guilty heart was about to jump out. This nervousness and guilty guilt made her suddenly become angry again. She pulled out her knife, rushed towards Luo Ying, and shouted, "Bitch, you talk nonsense again, I'll kill you!"

Although she hated Luo Ying and wanted to kill her immediately, when she really wanted to kill her, she hesitated again. The secret technique of soul-saving was her last hope for restoring the country, so she just put the knife on Luo Ying's neck and did not kill her immediately.

Anyway, Luo Ying has become a fish on the chopping board, so she is not afraid of her running away.

Her fierce reaction made Luo Ying's heart sink in an instant, and she was unwilling to accept the fact that Chen Yao was Ning Chen, but Xiao Yuxin's guilty reaction obviously told her that she was right.

It is very likely that what she wanted to steal back then was not Ning Chen, but her eldest brother or second brother, because only such revenge was the greatest revenge for her parents.

She was shocked by the truth, and she almost didn't want to continue talking.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside the door. It was obviously a warm summer wind, but it was a biting cold on the body. The sky outside became gloomy and the room also became gloomy. It was a small space. Three people standing at the sternest feel even more depressed and suffocated.

"I don't have a single word of nonsense." Luo Ying tried hard to calm down her mood. If Xiao Yuxin wanted to kill her, she would stab her with the knife just now. She was sure that she would not dare, because revealing Chen Yao's identity is far less important than the one who came from the secret technique of saving the soul. She continued to say slowly, "Okay, Ning Chen suddenly disappeared. He was only one and a half years old when he disappeared. Ning Ci and General Ji and his wife spent a lot of time and effort to find Ning Chen..."

"No, don't say anything more!" The knife in Xiao Yuxin's hand pierced Luo Ying's snow-white jade neck, and red blood beads oozed out. She wanted to stab her deeper and cut off her throat, but her hand trembled so hard that she couldn't cut it.

"Mother, let her say it, let her say it!"

At this time, Chen Yao finally couldn't hold back, and all his emotions came over. He screamed wildly, rushed to Luo Ying, and suddenly grabbed Xiao Yuxin's wrist with his hand. He was so strong that he wished he could not hold Xiao Yuxin's wrist.

Xiao Yuxin looked at Chen Yao's angry and crazy face and was stunned for a moment. She knew that this matter could no longer be covered and she was jumping in panic.

I don’t know if it was because Chen Yao held it too hard or if she chose to give up, but her hand holding the knife slowly relaxed: “Yue’er, don’t trust her…”

Chen Yao didn't hear her words at all. He opened his red eyes like a dying beast, staring at Luo Ying and almost shattered his silver teeth, "You... say... go down!"

Luo Ying looked at him like this, and suddenly became sad from the initial hatred. She looked at Xiao Yuxin with extreme hatred and speculated: "Maybe the child you wanted to steal back then was not Ning Chen, but Ji Chang'an or Ji Changning, because this was the biggest and most vicious revenge for General Ji and his wife."

“…”

"I don't know what happened, but you stole Ning Ci's son. So you'll be wrong. For General Ji and his wife, Ning Chen is like their child. You still use the most vicious way to retaliate against General Ji."

"No, you're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense..."

Xiao Yuxin's lips were trembling very much. Now she believed that she was Ji Changqing. Only ghosts could know so clearly. She did hold the wrong child. Later, she didn't have a chance to steal Ji Nancheng's child, so she raised Ning Chen and used him to avenge her.

Not to mention Ning Chen, even if she finds a strange child, she will not be able to let her biological son bear such a heavy and cruel burden when she is born.

Luo Ying stopped looking at her, turned her eyes and looked at her face with a pale face, sweaty face, wet her hair, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

"After Ning Chen disappeared, General Ji and his wife wanted to take Ning Ci to the Ji Mansion, but she would rather die. She said that her Chen'er would definitely go home to find her. Unfortunately, she did not wait until Ning Chen came home. She lost her beloved son and couldn't bear it. She was often unconscious. Two years later, she quietly went to Xiangye Mountain alone to pick cherries for her Chen'er to eat. When she met a wild wolf, she passed away a few days ago. Before her death, she called Chen'er and her mother was waiting for you at home."

“…”

"Chen Yao, do you know that the family Ning Ci mentioned is the Ji family village that you took away. You also asked someone to dig her grave so that she could not live in peace after death!" At this point, Luo Ying could no longer control herself, and tears rolled down her face.

"No, it's not like this, it's not like this, it's not like this..."

All Chen Yao's spirits were broken. He kept muttering this sentence in his mouth, step by step, as if he was unable to stand steadily. He staggered his steps back and knocked over the table and couldn't feel the pain. He kept retreating, retreating until he retreated to the wall, and had no way to retreat.

"Yue'er..."

Xiao Yuxin finally cried and called his name in pain. When she looked at him, a layer of guilt surged in her eyes.

He couldn't hear it at all. At this moment, he felt that everything around him, as well as his life, his faith had collapsed. He was born for hatred. In order to avenge, he did not hesitate to kill and push his favorite woman into hell.

What did he do in his life?

He thought that he had been born with the mission of restoring the country and revenge. Although this mission made him suffer pain that ordinary people could not bear, this pain became his belief, and his goal was enough to support his entire life and make him feel that living in this world still has meaning.

Unexpectedly, he was just a tool of revenge in the hands of others. He was not a Chinese man in the country at all. He was the son of Yuan Zhen’s cousin Ning Ci. He actually... actually pushed his relatives into the Hell of Fire with his own hands! He also dug the grave of his biological mother!

he……

It's so ridiculous!

His life...

It's so ridiculous!

No matter how many kinds of pain he has suffered, no pain can compare to the current pain. Even when he saw Ji Changqing being cut in half, he had never had such pain.

It turns out that there is still such a tragic pain in this world.

How great would it be if this was just a nightmare, at least it was still time to wake up, but it was not a nightmare, but a bloody reality.

Such reality is enough to completely destroy him.

Why, why did God treat him like this, turning his life into the most tragic joke!

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red and bleeding, and his voice was already broken: "Mother..." He only said one word, and he could no longer shout out the mother.

"Puff..." A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the blood splashed out and dripped to the ground, making him dizzy into tragic blood flowers.

“Hahaha…hahaha…”

After spitting out, he suddenly burst into laughter and stumbled towards the door. His movements were so clumsy that he seemed to fall several times, but he did not fall, but ran aimlessly.

"Yue'er..."

Xiao Yuxin called out a shrill voice, and at this moment, she felt a heart-wrenching pain.

The 22-year relationship between mother and son cannot be easily erased.

She forgot everything and chased him in the direction.

For a moment, the room became empty and Luo Ying seemed to have lost her strength, her body became weak and weak, and her hands were supported on the wall to avoid falling down.

Why, why did this end?

Such an ending is not what Chen Yao wants, nor is it what she wants.

But facts are facts, not that you don’t want them to exist.

Suddenly, a severe pain came in her chest. Her eyes were Venus, and she felt the world spinning. A strong sense of vomiting came. She wanted to vomit, but only vomited a few mouthfuls of sour water.

Her hands holding the wall became increasingly weak and could no longer hold on, so she fell head-on.

The next moment, she fell into a wide and strong embrace.

"Changqing--"

The voice was low and familiar, but she instinctively wanted to resist, without any strength in her body.

The pain in her chest was like a knife squeezing, and a smell of blood surged up, and she spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Blood splattered on his black robe, dizzying into a large area of ​​moisture: "Changqing, Changqing..."

His voice became obviously anxious and panicked. He helped her and quickly took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve. He took a pill and was about to stuff it into her mouth. Suddenly, he heard her whisper powerlessly: "Yuan Ji..."

His hands stagnated, and a hint of sour pain flashed in his eyes. He gently pinched her mouth and fed the medicine into her mouth.

A scent of mint spread in her throat, very cool. After a while, Luo Ying felt that her chest was not so painful. She regained a hint of clarity and slowly opened her eyes.

In a daze, she saw a pale face as white as paper. As her vision became clearer, his eyebrows and eyes gradually became clearer.

The eyebrows that were flying like ink paintings, the dark eyes that were as dark as a pool, the straight nose as green mountains, and a thin lips that seemed to be stained with blood, which made him look like a unique evil cold that was floating away from the world. This cold made her shudder in an instant.

"Emperor...Emperor..." She was puzzled and alert, "Why are you here?"

Her eyes and alienated names stinged his nerves: "I'll take you back."
Chapter completed!