The blackened marquis insists that the husband should be more valuable than the son!

There is no troupe in the world who can perform better than him.

Xue Mingyue has also written several play excerpts, but has never written such a sentence. It can be seen that it is true that the story comes from life. When the time comes, she will have to write a play for him herself and add this sentence. .

Xue Mingyue really didn't want to play a father-daughter love drama with him.

She raised her head and looked directly at Xue Xujun: "Father, you and I are not outsiders. It may be useful for you to tell outsiders these words, but you can't deceive me, can you?"

Xue Xujun was surprised: "How could you think so..."

"Do you want me to tell you everything about when you and the Lin family started discussing marriage?"

There were gentle sneers from all around.

Xue Mingyue looked at him steadily, as if trying to see through his skin to see his ugly insides, and said mockingly: "You don't really think that I can't remember anything because I'm young, do you?"

After she said this, the shock on Xue Xujun's face slowly subsided.

He looked at the daughter in front of him with deep eyes.

In the past, most of the girls he saw at home were taciturn. Except for her appearance, which was somewhat similar to that of his deceased wife, she hardly attracted his attention. But now, she seemed to be like a pearl that had been washed away. .

This look doesn't look like his late wife's, but more like him.

Seeing that he finally put away that hypocritical appearance, Xue Mingyue finally felt better.

She raised her chin and said, "Now, can we have a good chat? Father."

There was silence in the cell for a moment, then he turned around and said, "Come in."

Xue Mingyue raised her feet and walked forward. She had just taken two steps when Xie Lang held her wrist again. He turned his head and glanced at Lian Dongshu beside him, and said softly: "Excuse me, Master Lian, please stay away for a while. "

Lian Dongshu: "..."

Lian Dongshu clenched and loosened his fists, loosened and clenched them again, and finally said with a sullen face: "As soon as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Lang had already led Xue Mingyue into the cell.

...

Walking along the road, Xue Mingyue smelled a messy and unpleasant smell.

The bloody smell of rust, the sour smell of vomit, and all kinds of indescribable smells... But this cell looks very neat, and even the smell is lighter than outside. There is even a table on the table. jug of water.

She instantly remembered what Xie Lang had said before, that she could not find any other crime that could convict him of death.

It must be for this reason that his treatment is better than others.

...But Xue Mingyue didn't say that.

She bent her eyes and smiled, and said: "My father can live a more comfortable life than the others in this prison now. Is it all because of Mr. Hou? For the sake of Mr. Hou, those people are more or less taking care of you." Bar?"

"There must be no instructions from the Marquis here. It's just you who are pretending to be powerful."

Xue Mingyue said definitely, regardless of his obviously gloomier expression.

She didn't say it casually, but he would really do such a thing.

Xue Xujun sat down at the table with difficulty, poured himself a glass of water, and said coldly: "Clumsy provocation method, what do you want to talk to me about? Xue has already done what he needs to explain, who else can Mr. Hou ask to come to Xue?" This is what everyone said."

Xie Lang suddenly frowned.

Xue Mingyue quickly reached out to stop him, signaling with her eyes not to interfere. She stepped forward and sat across from Xue Xujun.

"The Marquis didn't ask me to come, it was me who wanted to come to see you."

Her tone was cold.

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his sleeve and put it on the table, then slowly pushed it over: "You should still remember what this is, right?"

Seeing the familiar letter cover, Xue Xujun's eyebrows moved slightly.

"The guards found this from your study. This is also the main purpose of my coming today. This is my mother's handwriting. I am here to collect the last relics for her to avoid damage."

Xue Mingyue didn't expect him to speak just because of a letter.

Instead, he added weight to the scale without leaving any trace: "Actually, I really don't want to talk about my mother with you, but I really don't want to, and I'm worried that I won't be able to see you again after today, so I'm here."

Xue Xujun's face darkened and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Does this mean he will die soon?

“In addition to letterheads, I also found a box of books. I looked through all those books and found that my mother read a variety of books, but her favorites were travel notes and geography books. This shows that she has the freedom of the vast world in her heart. "

Xue Mingyue stared into his eyes.

His voice suddenly turned cold: "But she died of depression less than five years after marrying you, and you made a new marriage less than half a year after her death. Your contact with the Lin family was even earlier."

"Let me ask you, have you ever felt ashamed when you thought of her?"

Xue Xujun's eyes were colder than she thought, and she asked instead: "Is this the way you talk to your father?"

Xue Mingyue couldn't help but sneered.

"The letter of dissolution that the Marquis took out was written by me. I have long wanted to find an opportunity to sever ties with you. I have stopped treating you as my father. Do you expect me to have a good attitude towards you?"

Anyone can hear the smoke in the words between the two of them.

Xie Lang was condescending, taking in the expressions of the two of them, and noticed something was wrong when he avoided them.

Xue Xujun obviously didn't expect this. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He turned his fingers around the tea cup. He still didn't answer her question, but gradually slowed down his voice.

"After your mother passed away, I was the one who raised you up little by little. The reason why I married you is to find someone to take better care of you."

"Lin may have his own little ideas, but it is undeniable that we have treated you well over the years."

Xue Mingyue laughed angrily at his shamelessness.

She really wanted to pry open his head to see what was inside, and then pour a basin of cold water on him to wake him up.

"It wasn't you or Lin who pulled me up, but my grandpa." Just know that.”

"I fell into the river that year. If my grandfather hadn't called Dr. Cao to diagnose and treat me, I might have died long ago."

Xue Xujun suddenly paused when he heard her mention this matter.

He frowned and raised his eyes to meet hers.

Xue Mingyue stared at him with a heavy gaze and sneered: "It's your and Lin's purpose to let me die unexpectedly, right? Why, don't you think you have been wronged?"

Xue Xujun was silent.

"Father, I called you father just to see if you would have any uneasy conscience when you dreamed about it at midnight. If my mother knew that you wanted to kill her child after her death, she would definitely come to you. .”

"——That's enough!" He said unbearably.

Xue Mingyue stood up quickly and looked at him from above.

Suddenly he laughed: "Of course it's not enough, I don't think I told you yet..."

"The secret passage you hid behind the pictures of ladies in the study was discovered as early as when I was three or four years old. After so many years, how many secrets do you think I know about you?"

Xue Xujun suddenly raised his head and looked at her, his eyes full of shock.