After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

"what?!"

The couple looked at each other and found that the other was pale.

"Hurry up, stop packing! Let's go."

The plump woman carried her bag, took Xue Rensu with her, and hurried out of the door.

The man with the bulbous nose followed behind them, carrying a large box full of things in his arms. He didn't mind the heavy weight and caught up with them with a grunt.

The servants in the yard watched them leave, all of them at a loss.

The masters have all run away. If it weren’t for their indentures in the Xue family, they would have wanted to run away too.

Under heavy pressure, the rules of the Xue Mansion had long been broken.

The family of three walked out hurriedly, and didn't encounter anyone to stop them along the way, and they were secretly happy.

After passing the Moon Gate, I walked for another incense stick's time before reaching the back door.

The gatekeeper had gone somewhere unknown, so Xue Rensu was the first to go out.

Just as he took a step, he stopped.

"Come on, what are you standing there for? Hurry up."

The plump woman poked his back with the elbow that was holding the bundle and spoke anxiously.

"Mom, I'm afraid we can't leave."

A cold machete was pointed at the tip of his nose.

Xue Rensu slowly stepped back and opened his arms to show that he had no ability to resist.

When the plump woman saw it, she was so frightened that she broke out in a sweat.

She pulled Xue Rensu towards her and asked with a stiff face, "What do you want to do?!"

Standing in front of them was a huge man like a black iron tower, it was Huyan Jin.

He smiled innocently, but what he said was creepy.

"The prince said that today, only the dead can leave the Xue family."

"Wha, what?"

Xue Rensu was speechless, his brain unable to react for a moment.

"Only the dead can leave the Xue family."

Hu Yanjin repeated it and asked in confusion: "Wasn't what I said clear enough?"

“Clear, clear!”

The plump woman hurriedly pulled Xue Rensu and whispered, "Let's go, let's go back."

It's obvious at first glance that this big man is not a Han Chinese. The Hu people all eat raw meat and drink blood.

What if she offended him and he killed her precious son with a knife? Where would she go to seek justice?

Fortunately, the Xue family has more than one back door.

She pulled Xue Rensu and her husband, and hoping for a lucky break, she went through the two side doors and the corner door used by servants.

Finally they concluded that they really couldn't get out.

As much as I wanted to stay in the Xue family and enjoy the favor of the eldest wife, I want to leave now.

The outer courtyard is a hall used to receive guests.

Yan Changqing sat comfortably on the rosewood armchair, gently blew the foam on the tea, and took a sip slowly.

His movements were calm and graceful, as if he was at home, taking the lead.

Opposite him stood the pale-faced master Xue Qingkong.

"Prince, what do you want?"

He maintained the last dignity of the Nine Ministers and refused to admit defeat easily.

Yan Changqing smiled lightly, put down the teacup and said, "I should be the one asking you this question."

"Xue Qingkong, ten years ago you cut back on winter clothes and exchanged them for high-quality weapons and armor. What do you want?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Yan Changqing continued: "You colluded with Beirong and betrayed the soldiers of Dajing. For your own little interests, you sold valuable information to Beirong, which led to the great defeat ten years ago."

Each of his words became more and more harsh.

"What crime should be committed?!"

He poured his true strength into these words, which were like a wake-up call, causing Xue Qingkong's knees to go weak.

He managed to control himself and not kneel down on the spot.

"Yan Changqing, stop spitting blood at me!"

At this point, Xue Qingkong stiffened his neck and refused to plead guilty.

If he denies it, he still has a chance of survival.

He has evidence against his former allies in his hands, and now he has no way to ask for help, so he has to place his hopes on his allies.

If you admit it, then the situation is really hopeless.

Yan Changqing had already expected his attitude and was not angry.

The lives of innocent civilians and soldiers, and the despair of their families before their death, should all be tasted by the enemies of that year in order to ease the hatred in their hearts.

If Xue Qingkong admitted his guilt so easily, wouldn't that be too easy for him?

"Whether it is slander or not, you know it clearly."

Yan Changqing was at ease: "Xue Qingkong, you don't need to pretend in front of me anymore, right?"

His eyes seemed to be saying: Don’t I know whether you are a human or a ghost?

"You might as well think about it. After the Xue family was raided, your former allies were still safe and sound, enjoying wealth and glory."

Xue Qingkong kept his mouth tightly shut.

He placed all his hopes on his allies and certainly was unwilling to drag him into the water.

"Yan Changqing, don't try to cheat me."

Xue Qingkong raised his hands and bowed towards the imperial city: "If I am guilty, the emperor will make the final decision. It has nothing to do with you."

"Oh?"

Yan Changqing looked at him with a smile on his face.

He suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Xue Qingkong, do you know why you still can't give birth to a son in all these years?"

Xue Qingkong's heart skipped a beat.

He had a son some years earlier.

Unfortunately, he was born weak and after raising him to the age of five, he died prematurely due to a pediatric epidemic in Beijing.

He was young at that time and didn't take it seriously.

As a result, he became more and more powerful, but his wife and concubine were unable to give birth to another child, and he became anxious.

Now, there are more than ten concubines living in the Xue Mansion, which he has taken in one after another.

Without exception, there was no movement in the stomach.

Later on, everyone knew that as long as a son was born, the mother would immediately become honored because of the son.

I tried everything, including burning incense and praying, consulting doctors and taking medicine, but I just couldn't have a child.

Not to mention a son, I haven't even had a daughter.

Otherwise, why would he have the idea of ​​adopting a child?

It is because I think that as I get older, the hope of having a child becomes slimmer and slimmer.

It would be better for him to find a child from the same clan and adopt him as soon as possible, so that there will be someone to inherit the huge fortune he has earned.

After all, the Xue family is a big family. Once the news was released, the members of the same clan took action.

There were many choices before him, including more than ten men.

After eliminating some who did not meet his requirements, there were still five or six left.

At that time, Xue Qingkong felt that if he changed his way of thinking, the road ahead would become clear.

Unexpectedly, an incident in Meiyuan exposed Xue Rensu's true face.

How could such a playboy inherit his family business?

Unfortunately, another person he had high hopes for, Xue Renfu, drowned in the well for unknown reasons.

Xue Ren'an from the third house remained unmoved.

As the choices became narrower and narrower, he had no choice but to use gold to redeem Xue Renan, thinking that as long as he disciplined him well from now on, it might not be too late.

Thinking about the difficulties he had faced in having children over the years, and listening to Yan Changqing's words, veins on Xue Qingkong's forehead throbbed, and a feeling of depression surged in his chest.

Could it be?

"Yan Changqing."

He squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Did you do this?!"

Yan Changqing smiled slightly and asked, "Guess?"