Ye Chutang looked at him and asked in a calm voice, “The crown prince is so certain that Lord Hou’s death was caused by my medicine? Otherwise, what else could it be?! Originally, my father was fine, but after you came to see him, he then…” Xie Anjun took a deep breath, seemingly trying to suppress his inner grief, “But today I don’t want to argue about these matters with you. Please, Miss Ye, go back!”
However, Ye Chutang didn’t move; she just tilted her head slightly, as if lost in thought:
“If Lord Hou was really fine, then why would they have invited me? Crown prince, when I examined Lord Hou, you could have been there too. Why didn’t you stop me at that time?”
“I—”
Xie Anjun was stunned; he never expected Ye Chutang to be so sharp-tongued that he couldn’t find any words to refute her.
At that moment, a hoarse woman’s voice came from behind: “Miss Ye, the crown prince just spoke impulsively. I hope you won’t take it to heart.”
Ye Chutang looked behind Xie Anbai and saw Xiao Jiayi emerging from inside. Her eyes were red; she had just cried.
Different from the noble and arrogant image she presented during the day, she now looked tired and haggard.
Upon hearing this, Xie Anbai’s expression turned unpleasant: “My father suddenly passed away; is there anything wrong with me for that?”
Xiao Jiayi closed her eyes, as if she could lose patience at any moment: “Even if the crown prince wants to condemn someone, it wouldn’t be a good idea to do so today.”
What a mess this vast mansion of Lord Hou’s has become, so noisy and chaotic!
Xie Anjun’s lips moved a few times, but he let out a cold snort and didn’t continue speaking.
Xiao Jiayi then turned her gaze towards Xie Anbai, her expression and tone both becoming colder.
“Anbai, I understand you’re heartbroken over my father’s death and don’t want to accept it, but you shouldn’t have suddenly called in outsiders like this. What does that mean?”
Ye Chutang has no connection with the House of Zhongyong Hou; yet she appears here now, which is truly absurd!
Xie Anbai didn’t pay any attention to Xiao Jiayi at all; he just stared intently at Xie Anjun.
“Since you say so, then you’re convinced that my father’s death is related to me and Ye Chutang?”
Xie Anjun narrowed his eyes, shook his sleeve, and let out a cold snort before turning his head away.
He didn’t speak, but his demeanor already implied his acknowledgment.
Xie Anbai suddenly let out a cold laugh.
“But what if I say that my father never took that medicine at all?!?”
“What!?” Xie Anjun was shocked and looked at Xie Anbai in disbelief.
Xiao Jiayi’s expression also showed a moment of astonishment.
“What are you saying?”
Xie Anbai looked around.
This mansion, where he grew up, had become something other than his home since some unknown day.
The people here couldn’t tolerate him; they wished he were dead!
In the past, they would put on a facade in front of everyone, but now that his father was gone, they revealed their true, vicious faces!
Xie Anbai felt an endless sense of desolation in his heart; a cold wind blew, chilling to the bone.
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Biểu cảm trên khuôn mặt anh ta dần trở nên lạnh lùng, như thể bị phủ một lớp băng giá, anh ta từng từ nói:
“Tôi nói rằng, trước khi qua đời, cha tôi hoàn toàn không hề uống loại thuốc canh đó!”
“Không thể nào!”
Xie Anjun lập tức phản bác:
“Tất cả những người hầu đều thấy rõ, chính anh là người mang bình thuốc vào phòng cha! Làm sao cha tôi có thể không uống được!”
Mỗi lời nói của anh ta đều cho thấy rằng trong biệt thự này, Xie Anbai cũng bị những người của anh ta giám sát chặt chẽ!
Tuy nhiên, Xie Anbai cũng chẳng muốn tranh cãi với anh ta về những chuyện đó nữa; dù sao thì suốt bao năm qua anh ta cũng đã quen với điều đó rồi.
Nhưng chuyện về loại thuốc kia thì nhất định phải làm sáng tỏ!
Anh ta cười mỉa mai:
“Loại thuốc của cha tôi, quả thực là tôi tự mình theo dõi quá trình sắc thuốc và cũng chính tôi là người mang nó đến cho cha. Nhưng lúc đó tình cờ cha tôi tỉnh lại, và chúng tôi đã trò chuyện với nhau một hồi lâu. Sau đó tôi phát hiện ra rằng thuốc đã nguội đi, nên tôi nghĩ sẽ đun lại một lần nữa… Nếu anh không tin, thì cứ lấy bình thuốc đó ra xem đi!”
