Mo Yanliang

Chapter 58 The Heart of Gossip, Undoubtedly a Scumbag

Yan Jingshen walked closer, only to see that the boy's face was as pale as paper, and he had completely fallen into a coma.

Looking at him again, there are cuts cut by knives everywhere, but they are all skin traumas, which are bloody and scary to look at.

Only the knife in the chest was stabbed deeply, which was the most deadly.

Yan Jingshen's heart tightened, this man's life might be in danger.

He reached out to feel for the young man's pulse, but was slapped away by the old woman: "Stop being hypocritical here!"

Yan Jing was furious.

After all, what did they have to do with him being hunted down?
Anyway, I saved her life just now, this old woman is simply an old white-eyed wolf!
Just as she was about to explode, the old woman cried loudly: "Wuuu... I'm sorry, my lord, I was confused for a while... I didn't choose what to say... But our young master is gone... Wuwu..."

Gone?

Yan Jingshen grasped the boy's wrist.

It's a pity that no matter how carefully he examines it, it can't change the fact that the person is dead.

"My poor brother—"

The old woman spat out a big mouthful of dirty blood, her body limp and fell to the ground.

Yan Jingshen's eyelids twitched heavily.

Suffering such a terrible blow at such a young age, can this old woman bear it...

He quickly probed the old woman's nose, although it was a little weak, but she was still breathing.

Gently moving the boy's body away, he helped the old woman up and leaned against a big tree stump.

The old woman's complexion was not as pale as the young man's, but she also looked decayed and lifeless. After carefully checking her pulse, the situation was indeed very bad.

Yan Jingshen pinched her hand hard, then took off the water bag on his waist, squeezed her mouth open and poured some cold water.

Most of the cold water flowed out, but the old woman was still stimulated and slowly opened her eyes.

"Brother..." She grabbed Yan Jingshen's arm, obviously recognizing the wrong person.

Yan Jingshen didn't want to take the trouble to correct her, so he said softly, "You should be clear about your situation, so just say what you want to say."

The old woman's eyes gradually regained some clarity, and she let go of his arm.

"The old man and the young master have been hunted down recently. Although they escaped by chance every time, I have already suffered serious internal injuries, and I don't have much time left."

Yan Jingshen sat cross-legged next to her.

"I've never met you before, and I don't have any malice. Why did you lie to me last time?"

"I have met many people in my life, and I can tell whether the young master is good or bad at a glance.

If not, how dare I ask you for help twice.

As for cheating...that's just because I didn't want to hurt the young master, so I lied out of necessity. "

Yan Jingshen sarcastically said, "Whether it's true or not, anyway, these things have nothing to do with me, and it saves me a lot of trouble."

The old woman coughed violently a few times, not sure if she was trying to hide her embarrassment, or if her throat was really itchy.

After a long while, she said: "What I said to you in the past were all temporary fabrications, but my young master's status is far more noble than what I told you, and his background is much more complicated."

Speaking of this, people who don't gossip anymore have a heart to gossip.

Although Yan Jingshen didn't say anything, he didn't stop it because he wanted to continue listening.

The old woman continued: "The young master is the second son in the mansion, he is the only son of the head of the family, but not only has he not enjoyed the treatment of a son for half a day, he has suffered since he was born in the mother's womb."

Jingshen couldn't understand these words.

Fengguo attaches great importance to his concubine, especially his son, even if his father doesn't like him, his status cannot be easily shaken.

He has been suffering from the womb. Could it be that there is something wrong with his biological mother that he was tortured by her husband when she was pregnant with Liujia?
No matter what the reason was, the patriarch the old woman mentioned must be a scumbag.

Since he is a scumbag, there is more room for imagination.

Yan Jingshen boldly guessed: "Auntie just said that you have been being hunted down recently, but I saw that those men in black just now have no quack air on them. Could it be that they are all members of your Patriarch?"

The old woman said: "My son is young, but his eyesight is very good.

These killers were indeed not desperadoes in the Jianghu, but they were not sent by the Patriarch either.

Uh... I'll start from the beginning, the mess is so messed up that I can't even explain it myself, let alone the young master. "

Yan Jingshen nodded.

"My old surname is He, and she is the young master's mother, who is also the dowry of our girl, and I watched her grow up.

Back then, the patriarch's grandmother, Mrs. Tai, had a crush on our girl and personally decided to marry her into the door.

It's a pity that the head of the family has been at odds with Mrs. Tai since he was a child, so how could he like the girl she's looking for.

Within a few days of their wedding, he took in two concubines.One is the girl from the Zhao family whom the old patriarch favored, and the other is Zhu Shi, the maidservant next to his mother, the old lady.

In order to please the old Patriarch, the Patriarch treated Mrs. Zhao very well, staying in her room for half a month.

Although Zhu's status is humble, she and the head of the family have grown up together since they were young, and the relationship is also very close.

The most pitiful thing is my girl, she is obviously the wife of the wife, not only is she treated coldly by her husband, but she is also squeezed out by those concubines..."

What Yan Jingshen wanted to hear was the part about the old woman and the young master fleeing to the end of the world, and these mothers-in-law and mothers-in-law were not interested at all.

But the old woman was exhausted, maybe this was the last words, he could only listen patiently.

"The Mrs. Zhao got a boy in one fell swoop within a year of entering the door, and Mrs. Tai, who had long been looking forward to having a great-grandson, didn't care about it, and she became more and more indifferent to my daughter.

A son is a woman's greatest reliance, so my girl fell into a heart disease and looked around for a good way to have a son.

It wasn't until the young master turned four years old that she finally became pregnant.

But at that time, the mansion encountered great trouble, and the head of the family was forced to move out of the capital.

My girl is too heavy to travel long distances, so she can only stay in Beijing to wait for delivery.

She had taken too much medicine in order to beg for a child, and the situation was turbulent and unstable. The young master was born in less than a month, and his body collapsed.

The mother and son had been raised in Beijing for more than two years before they set off to reunite with the Patriarch.

Unexpectedly, the son who the girl had worked so hard to keep was rejected by the head of the family in every possible way.

I don't know whether he was instigated by someone surnamed Zhao or Zhu, so he found a so-called master, saying that the young master was ordered to beat his parents and brothers, and he had to be raised outside the house until he was 16 years old.

The girl broke up with the Patriarch, and was almost abandoned by him..."

Yan Jingshen really couldn't listen anymore.

He has seen too many scumbags, including his father in his previous life, who was a famous playboy when he was young.

But dad's scum is divided into people, at least he loves his son very much.

But this shitty Patriarch, who doesn't even spare his own flesh and blood, is this f*cking human?
"Then the old lady's old patriarch in your mansion doesn't even care about his grandson?" He asked, holding back his nausea.

The old woman sighed: "Mrs. Tai and the old Patriarch both stay in Beijing, who can control him."

(End of this chapter)