She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

Xie's words were like thunder.

Everyone present was stunned and couldn't believe their ears.

Fu Yan, who was being held by Si Nan and Si Bei, had been struggling fiercely. When she heard that Zhou Fangjun was her biological father, she was like a bucket of water pouring down her head and froze in place.

Fu Jiao glanced at Sinan and Sibei. The two stared at each other, dumbfounded.

After a long while, Fu Yan came back to her senses and said in a trembling voice: "Mother, you... don't talk nonsense."

"I didn't say anything nonsense."

Xie revealed the secret buried deep in her heart and felt relieved.

She smiled bitterly and said, "After giving birth to Changjian, Fu Zhenqing disliked my bloated figure and never slept with me in the same room. He slept in flowers and willows every night, or mixed up with maids and concubines. I am a human being, and I will also be lonely. , I don’t regret meeting Fangjun..." Ms. Xie looked at Fu Yan. No matter how rebellious she was, she still loved this child miserably. "You know, my mother’s menstruation has always been accurate. But after that time, I didn’t come. I consulted a doctor privately about my menstruation, and it turned out to be a happy pulse."

Speaking of this, Mr. Xie actually laughed heartily.

"God is taking pity on Fangjun and I! Let us meet again in a few years and renew our relationship!"

So what if you are prevented from getting married by your family?

He and she still have flesh and blood.

None of them were willing to abort the child, so Xie took a desperate risk and deliberately got Fu Zhenqing drunk one night, pretending to be in love.

Seven months later, Fu Yan was born.

Fu Zhenqing and others had always thought that Fu Yan was born two months prematurely, and were worried about whether Fu Yan was in good health and able to support herself. I never thought that this was not his child at all.

Everyone was silent.

When Fu Yan learned about her life experience, she thought about some of her experiences when she was young. She was always teased by relatives for not looking like her brother and father. At that time, she believed that women and men looked different. But now that she thinks about it, her delicate appearance is Be more like Zhou Fangjun.

"Yan'er, Fangjun is your biological father."

"...Stop talking."

Fu Yan burst into tears.

She fell to the ground helplessly, slowly digesting the shocking news.

Perhaps it was Fu Yan's tears that stimulated Xie. She slowly pulled away from the talisman and the wine, and her dazed spirit gradually concentrated.

At the critical moment, Fu Jiao asked: "So Zhou Fangjun is from Miao territory?"

Mr. Xie shook his head, "That's not him." He raised his eyes and said, "But he likes Miao customs and culture very much. He sang in Miao in his early years, and then settled in the capital after he found me."

"No wonder he gave you a seven-color hibiscus."

Fu Jiao deliberately raised her voice.

Fu Yan, who was originally feeling like a pool of stagnant water, was shocked when she heard the words "Seven-Colored Hibiscus".

She said sternly: "Fu Jiao, what are you talking about? My mother and Zhou Fangjun are related to each other, but apart from this matter, nothing else is involved. Who doesn't know that Zhou Fangjun is guilty of hiding seven-color hibiscus, so don't Throw the shit basin on us!"

"I didn't ask you? I was asking my mother."

Fu Jiao ignored Fu Yan and bent down to look at the absent-minded Xie.

As expected, Mrs. Xie nodded honestly: "Well, he has seven-color hibiscus. He even gave me one as a gift."

"Is it?"

Fu Jiao almost jumped with joy. She blinked crazily at Si Nan and Si Bei, "Where is the seven-color hibiscus that Zhou Fangjun gave you? Why did he give you the seven-color hibiscus? What did you use the seven-color hibiscus for?"

The series of questions undoubtedly hit Fu Yan hard.

She didn't know why her usually shrewd mother seemed like a different person today.

Anxiously yelling: "Mother! Mother! You can't talk nonsense anymore!" On the other side, Fu Jiao was bewitching Mrs. Xie again, "Mother, tell me, let out all the secret grievances hidden in your heart. You suppress It's been too long, the pain has been too long, if you tell me, maybe you and Fangjun can be together openly."

Fu Yan wanted to say something else, but Si Nan covered her mouth, "Listen to what Madam said, and it's not too late to question again."

Xie looked at Fu Yan and Fu Jiao in confusion.

One is the daughter who is yelling for no apparent reason, and the other is a gap for her to vent her emotions.

After thinking for a long time, Mrs. Xie finally opened her mouth and answered truthfully: "The seven-color hibiscus is in Miao territory. In addition to being a poison that messes with people's sanity, it is also a flower that symbolizes chaste love. Fangjun gave me the seven-color hibiscus in order to express his gratitude to me. A love that is unswerving and hard-working.”

That's it?

Fu Jiao didn't quite believe it.

Mrs. Xie was in a daze, and she continued: "I originally planned to give Fu Zhenqing this seven-color hibiscus... Fu Zhenqing is crazy, and I will have sole control of everything in the house. At that time, I can stay with Fangjun. .”

Fu Yan is going crazy.

Do not!

Her mother is crazy too!

Unexpectedly, the crazier thing is yet to come.

Mrs. Xie smiled foolishly, "I used half of the seven-color hibiscus in advance and fed it to Aunt Chen. Because I wanted Aunt Chen to take the blame for me."

"What's the crime?"

Si Nan couldn't help but want to know everything.

Xie was interrupted by him, hesitated for a moment, then pointed at Fu Jiao and said: "Because of her. From the beginning, I will get rid of her." Even if you want to explain, you can't stop it!

She told the story of how she kidnapped Fu Jiao.

Afraid that Si Nan and Si Bei wouldn't believe it, they pointed outside the yard and said, "Here, Nanny Lan Xin is over there. You can arrest them and interrogate them to make sure everything I say is the truth."

Si Nan rolled his eyes, handed Fu Yan to Si Bei, and turned around to get her.

Fu Jiao glanced at the bamboo fungus chicken soup that was still cooking on the table, and asked Ms. Xie: "You said you gave Aunt Chen half a bottle, where is the remaining half?"

"That half..."

Xie looked at Fu Yan with dull eyes.

Although her emotions were controlled, deep down she was still reluctant to reveal her daughter, and was extremely confused by her current state.

Fu Jiao twitched her lips, "Oh? It looks like you're at Third Sister's place?"

She signaled Si Bei to release the hand covering Fu Yan's mouth. Fu Yan took a few deep breaths and shouted with a livid face: "Fu Jiao! My mother drank too much today. She can't count what she said! What a seven-color hibiscus!" Eight-color hibiscus is unheard of!"

"Unheard of?"

Fu Jiao sneered, pointing to the chicken soup in front of her, "I smell seven-color hibiscus in this pot of soup!"

"you--"

Fu Yan was shocked.

At this moment, her emotions could no longer be maintained and she was completely torn apart.

A terrible thought exploded in her mind. Looking at the seemingly harmless girl in front of her, she seemed to see a terrifying savage beast, "Fu Jiao, you...you know everything?"

All the news that needs to be obtained has been obtained.

Fu Jiao was too lazy to pretend anymore, so she simply opened the skylight and said frankly, "When you come to my sister's banquet, you must prepare for a rainy day."

"How did you know?"

Fu Yan staggered a few steps, and would have fallen to the ground if Si Bei hadn't been holding her up.

She couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out at all!

The invitation to Fu Jiao was just a last-minute idea. Even if there were maids and servants in the mansion who could tell the news, it would be too late. Could it be that Fu Jiao, the unlucky star, has already begun to change her fortunes?