The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 872
Xie Chu's eyes fell on him, without any warmth, and seeing Wang An felt a chill in his bones.

Thinking of Xie Cheng who was still lying on the bed slumped, Wang An clenched his teeth, and he could almost taste the rust in his mouth.

Now he has fallen, and he has to bow his head under the eaves. In the future, when the feng shui will turn around, he will definitely return ten times and a hundred times the suffering he has suffered today!
"Today's matter is my fault, but this king is also excusable."

Xie Chu's eyes fell on An Wang, but he couldn't see his thoughts, and his stern face was chilled.

Yang Jin didn't have the patience to listen to the old thief's sophistry, and as soon as Xie Chu spoke, he wanted to arrest King An and send him to Dali Temple.

After a long while, Xie Chu finally opened his mouth, his tone was calm and unquestionable.

"Yang Jin, let those people outside step back."

This is to let the matter of Wang An break into the mansion go?Yang Jin was not very happy in his heart, but still obeyed the order, left the study room, and closed the study door behind his backhand.

King An propped himself up and stood up, most of his face was lowered, his expression was unclear: "This king is here this time because he wants to borrow a word with King Yong."

Xie Chu didn't even lift his eyelids, leaning against the back of the chair, his body relaxed: "I just provided Lang Yan with food, clothing, housing and transportation, and he didn't sell himself to Prince Yong's Mansion. If King An wants to borrow someone, he should go to Lang Yan. "

These words sounded reasonable, but there was no room for change in what was said, and the words were dead.

Wang An's hand on the side was too hard, his nails dug into his palm deeply, and he hated Xie Chu to the bone.

What he said was all-encompassing, but who didn't know that although Lang Yan didn't sell himself to Prince Yong's mansion, he only obeyed Xie Chu's orders.

If he went directly to Lang Yan, Lang Yan was outside the officialdom and protected by Prince Yong's mansion, he would definitely not give him, King An, any face.

This is simply a dead end.

"Xie Chu, Cheng'er is in the Four Seasons Garden, you set up the trap, right?" Wang An's voice was harsh, and he tore his face.

Xie Chu didn't reply, the quiet needle drop could be heard in the room, and the atmosphere became more and more dull and depressing.

His silence, in the eyes of King An, is a guilty conscience, confessing, even if he had expected it in his heart, but when Xie Chu confessed to this day, the hatred in his heart was like simmering black water , came out a little bit.

"Xie Chu, you are so ruthless. You want to make Prince An's mansion extinct!" Wang An looked straight at Xie Chu. He wished he could smash Xie Chu's face off with his fist: "The method is so vicious, do you really not fear that the people around you will suffer retribution?"

If Xie Chu had always been calm and calm from just now, then when Wang An's last words came out, he finally raised his eyes to look at him, his dark and deep eyes were like ink, bottomless , chill and awe-inspiring.

The two confronted each other for a long time, then he suddenly lifted his upper lip, sneered and shivered, and whispered two words: "Retribution?"

As if hearing some joke, Xie Chu's voice was soft and cold: "The retribution of heaven comes slowly, there is no rush."

"Besides, the people around me, if you can move, didn't you already move your hands?"

The persimmons were pinched softly. They didn't feel soft-hearted and only moved Mei Yun, but their hands could only reach Mei Yun's body.

Xie Chu's words made King An shudder in shock. Before he returned to Beijing, he heard about Xie Chu's journey to bring a woman back.

At that time, he guessed that the news might have been leaked by the south, and as expected, something happened to Cheng'er soon, and he could only be forced to return to Beijing.

"Mei Yun's matter is not planned by this king. If King Yong wants to vent his anger, it should be directed at King Qi. Cheng'er is so innocent!" King An became more and more angry, and moved forward unconsciously. Take two steps.

This is also the place he is most unwilling to do. Obviously the culprit of all this is King Qi, but it is Cheng'er who suffers. Could it be that their father and son are particularly easy to bully?
Xie Chu's eyes fell on Wang An's angry face, and he laughed angrily at his logic. Where did he get the face to think that he was innocent?Think Xie Cheng is innocent?
Xie Chu was sitting, and Wang An was standing, there was a gap between the two, but even if Xie Chu looked up, his aura was no less than that of Wang An, cold and intimidating.

With half-closed eyes, the slender and thick black eyelashes cast a large shadow under his eyes, Xie Chu sneered: "So what if you are innocent? Who is not innocent? Isn't the Yong Palace innocent? Isn't the Huaiyin Palace innocent? Isn't Mei Yun innocent?"

"Which one of them is not innocent? But you and King Qi let them go?"

No longer in the mood to entangle with King An, Xie Chu lacks interest. A person who pretends to be asleep can't be woken up no matter how much he screams. As Chang Le said, these animals will have to hurt them. will have a long memory.

"King An, are you going to leave the mansion by yourself? Or let Yang Jin send you out of the mansion?"

Xie Chu's attitude has been quite clear, if he is not sensible, then he will not save face for him.

As for Lang Yan, I'm afraid he can't borrow it.

In this way, it was not much different from tearing his face. King An showed his true colors, no longer the hypocritical and sanctimonious appearance just now.

"In this world, if this king doesn't believe it, there is only one Lang Yan, Xie Chu, in the future you'd better not regret your words and deeds today!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xie Chu to speak again, An Wang opened the door and walked out.

Yang Jin was watching the wind outside the study, and when he saw him coming out, he stared coldly at him leaving the house.

It's almost the end of the world, and he is still so arrogant, he wants to see, this King An can still be arrogant for a few more years!

After returning from Prince Yong's mansion, King An went back to the mansion, Cheng Li had already returned to the Shilang's mansion, Wang An opened the door and entered Xie Cheng's room, there was a pile of broken porcelain on the ground, no one had cleaned it up.

Wang An frowned, but he didn't have a seizure. He walked around the mess and his eyes fell on the bed.

Xie Cheng was thin, lying on the bed like a cripple, his eyes staring blankly at the gauze above it, if it wasn't for the heaving of his chest, he might not be sure whether he was dead or alive.

King An was even more disgusted. If it was usual, he would have scolded Xie Cheng, but now, he didn't dare to provoke him at all.

"Cheng'er."

Before making a sound, Xie Cheng turned his head suddenly, his eyes were paranoid and crazy: "Father... Is Lang Yan here? Is Lang Yan here? Will my illness be cured? Those doctors said, as long as Lang Yan comes , I will definitely be cured of this disease!"

What he said was confused and illogical, and he kept looking behind Wang An.

But after watching for a long time, I still couldn't see Lang Yan, and then saw that Wang An was silent, why didn't he understand?

In an instant, his emotions broke down, and Xie Cheng began to cry, and began to throw things to vent his anger: "Lang Yan! Father, why didn't you invite him...Are you going to see your son as a waste?"

(End of this chapter)