Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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Why is this happening?

Why did this happen?

She is dead.

She really died.

He never thought that she would die. She had such a strong desire to survive, and she had been tortured and abused for so long. She was alive and well, but suddenly she died.

She's dead, what should he do?

What should he do?

Xuan Ying was sitting on the ground, clutching her short hair in pain, her eyes were red and hot, and I didn't know what was going to be crazy.

A Zhou has been staying outside the door for so many years with the master. The master has always slaughtered fiercely, and his **** wrists. He saw the master collapse for the first time.

The master didn't care anything, soaked in the wine cellar and dreamed of life.

A Zhou didn't know what to do to help the master.

Yes.

You can invite your wife to the southbound palace.

Although the wife has never acknowledged the son, the master is her own blood.

A Zhou said to her, "You drive a special car to pick up your wife. Please make sure that your wife come over and say that something is happening here."

"Yes."

...

An hour later, the gate of Hanshan Garden was opened, and Yu Yan was pushed in in a wheelchair.

"Ma'am, are you here?" A Zhou was overjoyed.

Yu Yan's face was cold. She looked at A Zhou, "What happened?"

"Madam, Phoenix is ​​gone."

Girl Phoenix?

Yu Yan's eyes changed. After Feng Lingxue left that night, she asked the two maids. The two maids said she was called "Feng Lingxue."

"You mean ... Feng Lingxue?"

A Monday was surprised, "Madam, do you know Feng Feng?"

Yu Yan's breathing was stagnant, she patted the armrest with force, "Miscellaneous things, take me to see!"

...

A Zhou pushed Yu Yan to the door of the wine cellar. A Zhou raised his hand and knocked at the door.

"Go!" A hoarse roar came from inside.

A Zhou glanced at Yu Yan.

Yu Yan said, "A Zhou, open the door."

"Yes!"

A Zhou immediately lifted her foot, slammed the door twice, and the door opened.

It was very dark inside, and Xuan Ying's scarlet eyes like beasts swept over immediately, "Don't you die, get me out!"

As soon as his words fell, he saw A Zhou pushing Yu Yan in.

Xuan Ying froze and stood up quickly, "Mother."

Yu Yan snorted coldly, "Do you still know me as your mother? Sin, kneel down for me!"

With a thump, Xuan Ying knelt down.

The next week A Zhou looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel a little distressed about her owner, and the lady was too severe.

"And you, kneel down for me too!" At this moment Yu Yan looked coldly at A Monday.

"..."

A Zhou ran quickly behind Xuan Ying and knelt down.

Yu Xuan looked at Xuan Ying. The silver mask on his face was gone, revealing half of his right face.

"Raise your head."

Xuan Ying slowly raised his head.

Yu Yan looked at the sharp knife in his son's face, and his eyes suddenly turned red. Her old hands patted the handrail of the wheelchair with great pain, "I ask you, who hurt your face?"

Xuan Ying's alcoholism was strange, but it was strange that the more he drank, the more sober he was.

"Oh," he tickled his thin lips, and a smirk sneered from his hoarse throat. "Mother, I fell in love with a girl in Gillian's room, and it was the girl's lover that scratched my face."

"Oh, then you find out who that lover is?" Yu Yan sneered.

Xuan Ying shook her head, "No."

With a "snap", Yu Yan raised his hand and slapped Xuan Ying slap hard, "Rice bucket!"

Xuan Ying was thrown away halfway to Zhang Jun's face, and his large palms drew into fists, which was a shame of his life.

The subsequent A Zhou shuddered, how could he feel that his wife's "rice bucket" was more like scolding him.

Yu Yan looked at the son kneeling on the ground, "You can't find out who the man is, okay, now I tell you, that man is your biological father, Lord South King!"

what?

Xuan Ying's tall body seemed to be stiff. He looked at Yu Yan in shock, and his dark eyes changed for a while.

Turns out ... his father?

"Your father locked Feng Lingxue in the room. He threatened Feng Lingxue, and as long as she dared to step out, she would be killed."

"This silly girl, who doesn't hurt his own father, why does she hurt?"

"You see how good it is for her to hurt you. She doesn't dare to go out and can only let you go. In fact, if you scratch your face, she should let your father kill you!"

"She saved the white-eyed wolf, and she was finally killed by the white-eyed wolf."

Xuan Ying's entire eyes were stained with red, and his blue forehead jumped up, and finally he lifted his thin lips, almost muttering to himself, "No, it's impossible, she obviously loves vanity so much that I am poor, she is playing with it I…"

With a slam, Yu Yan slaps him hard again.

"You said that she adores vanity that you are poor. It ’s a matter of two days that you are poor, so why did she start with you? You say in a whisper that she plays with you, and you do n’t see yourself as a poor boy three years ago Is there anything in her body that is worth playing with? "

Yu Yan's tears came down all at once, "Oh my son, Jiaofang ten years, how many spring, autumn, winter, and summer have you traveled together, but you don't know her at all, and you haven't given her any sense of trust."

"She has been thinking of your goodness all these years, and you have been thinking of hating her, and you have run counter to one another, going further and further."

Xuan Ying's muscles were tight like a stone. He didn't know, he didn't know it was his father.

He didn't want to believe it.

In the past three years, he has always believed that she betrayed him and abandoned him, and he did not want to believe that these were false.

His eyes were burning like a soldering iron. He tried to explain himself, to find a good reason, right, "It wasn't the first time when she followed me. She had other men, mothers, you see ... "

Xuan Ying held Yu Yu's hand firmly. He looked at his mother longingly and expectingly, "Mother, look, she doesn't love me at all."

Yu Yanyan, "My son, the night before the ceremony, Ling Xue was ... given by someone ... strong explosion."

Xuan Ying froze, and a large number of tears fell quickly in his burning eyes.

She was defiled.

She was innocently ruined.

It turns out ...

It turns out ...

Xuan Ying slowly lowered his tall body, buried his wounded face in Yu Xuan's arms, and learned that the horror of the truth and the loss of sudden pain caused him to be in pain, why tell him that he would rather Know the truth.

Now that I know, what makes him feel bad?

"My son, Ling Xue is a poor child. Compared with other women, she does not have the so-called family background, background, ability, but she is the warmest and the purest, and yearning for love and freedom."

"Such a girl met, it was your fate, but fate came and fate, and since then, I'm afraid you have nothing to do with her."