Ye Chutang walked forward and immediately saw the scene inside the door. As expected, Xie Anbai was confronting Xie Anjun, with a group of servants and bodyguards standing by, seemingly ready to drive Xie Anbai out together.
Xie Anbai’s gaze swept over the crowd, and his voice was extremely cold:
“Before my father’s bones have even cooled, does my elder brother already rush to drive me out?”
Xie Anjun crossed his arms behind his back and snorted coldly, “You know very well why I do this! These past years, you’ve been wandering outside, ruining the reputation of the Zhongyong Marquis’s family! My father reprimanded you time and again, but you showed no sign of improvement and continued to act willfully. If it weren’t for your stubbornness, how could my father have become so frustrated that we’ve reached this situation today!”
He spoke with such passion that anyone hearing it might think Xie Anjun had truly driven Zhongyong Marquis to his death.
Xie Anjun glanced around and then raised his voice, “What are you standing there for? Drive him out quickly!”
“Who dares!”
With a sudden shout from Xie Anbai, the eyes that usually held a smile now showed a hint of fury, sharp and cold as blades.
The servants had never seen him like this before and were stunned, not daring to approach.
Xie Anbai looked straight at Xie Anjun, word by word, “I am a member of the Xie family! If you want to drive me out, you’d better first ask yourself if you have the right to do so!”
But Xie Anjun merely laughed coldly.
“My father has passed away, and I will rightfully inherit the title. Of course, I have the right to seek justice for my father!”
Xie Anbai’s anger surged within him: “You—”
“Since the heir apparent seeks justice, why not come to me for it?”
A clear and calm voice rang out, instantly breaking the frozen atmosphere. Everyone looked towards the door, only to see Ye Chutang draped in a snow-white fox fur cloak, standing quietly in the night wind, looking over here with an unperturbed expression.
Xie Anjun’s heart skipped a beat: How come Ye Chutang has arrived now?!
But he didn’t show it on his face and just frowned, “The marquis’s family is dealing with important matters today; we cannot receive guests. Miss Ye, please return first!”
Ye Chutang looked up at the white cloth hanging on the door.
“Since I am aware of such an important event, how could I not come in person to see the marquis off for the last time? After all, the marquis’s final days were connected to me. Moreover—”
Ye Chutang paused, then looked back at Xie Anjun with a calm expression.
“Moreover, from a distance just now, I heard that the heir apparent seemed to have complaints against me, thinking that I delayed the marquis’s illness, which led to his sudden death. If that’s the case, then if the heir apparent truly seeks justice, he should naturally come to me.”
Xie Anjun felt extremely embarrassed.
He never expected Ye Chutang to have heard everything! And she even dared to speak of it so openly!
Moreover, she was so bold as to say that he should come to her for justice!
Xie Anjun’s words were just said casually, with the intention of shifting the blame onto Xie Anbai. He never thought he would actually have to deal with Ye Chutang’s troubles.
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Bây giờ, ai trong cả kinh thành mà không biết rằng Ye Chutang đã cứu vãn tình thế khó khăn, khiến cho bệ hạ tỉnh lại?
Vậy mà bây giờ, anh ta lại đến nghi ngờ tài chữa bệnh của Ye Chutang – thật sự là một tình huống rất khó xử!
Xie Anjun cảm thấy mình như bị kẹt trong tình thế tiến thoái lưỡng nan, chỉ còn cách hít một hơi thật sâu, rồi nói với giọng lạnh lùng: “Tôi không có ý gây khó dễ cho cô hai Ye đâu, chỉ là cha tôi thực sự đã bị ốm đột ngột và qua đời không lâu sau khi được cô chẩn đoán. Làm con trai, làm sao tôi có thể không đau buồn! Nếu như không dùng thuốc của cô, có lẽ cha tôi cũng sẽ không qua đời như vậy! Làm sao tôi có thể chấp nhận được điều này!”
