"Yes, the Shaanxi Xie clan genealogy is in my hands."

You can hear pins falling in the house.

The sunlight shines through the Korean paper on the window, dappled and sprinkled with light and shadow. Xie Sicheng stood in this light and shadow, from Huo Roufeng's point of view, he could only see his side, against half of the light, like a person in a shadow puppet play, half light and half dark.

"Really? Which branch of the Xie family are you? There's no such thing as you in the room. The woman's voice behind the curtain was cold, like the snow-covered mountains and rivers outside the gate.

The young man lifted the moon-white satin leather robe on his body and sat down on the rosewood Taishi chair, his demeanor was calm and calm, as if he was really invited to sit down.

"Mother Xie Ruolin, eldest daughter of Xie Jingchu, eldest sister Xie Honglin. Senior, if you were Xie Honglin, you shouldn't know that there was once an eldest sister. ”

The melon seeds in Huo Roufeng's hand fell to the ground, and her eyes widened.

Xie Ruolin?

How had she never heard of the name? She has always thought that Xie Honglin is an only daughter, does she have a sister-in-law above her?

"Hahaha", there was a burst of laughter behind the curtains, and the laughter grew colder and colder.

Then, Xie Sicheng heard a weak voice: "...... Nonsense! ”

The voice was so faint that if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't even make out what she was saying.

But when it reached Xie Sicheng's ears, he only felt that the roots of his hair stood up, and his back was cold.

This is the real Xie Honglin, Xie Honglin is really here.

Although he didn't want to have any contact with the Xie family in his heart, when he really heard Xie Honglin's voice, he still had a longing.

He wanted to meet Xie Honglin.

He wanted to know what was the difference between Xie Honglin and the woman who gave birth to him.

The boy stood up suddenly, he stepped forward, and brought the curtain!

Huo Roufeng's startled voice came from behind him, and the young man didn't hear it.

His face was frosty, but he was calmer than ever.

Behind the curtain is a large kang, on which two women lie and sit.

The two of them were about the same age, just the pale and haggard one lying down, with a sickly face.

A familiar smile appeared on Xie Sicheng's lips again, and he bowed deeply to the woman who was lying down, and said with a smile: "The junior has seen the real senior Xie. ”

When he said this, he was sure that this was the real Xie Honglin.

Huo Roufeng took a step forward and stood by the kang, she said to Xie Sicheng: "Brother Xie, as you wished, I finally met my mother, what's wrong?" What Xie Ruolin, you worked very hard to make it up. ”

"Your mother? Ah Feng, it turns out that I really lost my eyes. Xie Sicheng closed his eyes, he finally understood.

He understood why Master Huo Peiran Huo wanted to take away the two children back then, Si Jin was just a stand-in, Huo Jiu's stand-in.

The real reason why the Huo family in Hangzhou can take the risk of being spurned by the clan and let Huo Jiu dress as a man is not that the Huo family lacks a man who can inherit the incense, but that Master Huo wants to protect Huo Jiu, the real daughter of the Xie family.

Xie Honglin closed her eyes, she frowned, the corners of her mouth tightened, her neck had no strength, she couldn't turn her head sideways, she could only close her eyes and not look.

She didn't want to see this teenager in front of her!

Xie Sicheng saw disdain and disdain from Xie Honglin's expression, Xie Honglin hated him, like a mouse bedbug.

Xie Sicheng smiled, this is the expression and performance that the noble descendants of the Xie family will have.

Even though Xie Honglin has been in exile for many years and is sick, she still lives in such a fine house built with ten thousand gold, and invites famous doctors to treat her sick, and a group of people work hard for her.

I'm afraid that Xie Honglin will die of poverty and starvation, and she won't live in a lowly place like South Street.

When Xie Honglin's life and death were uncertain, she also entrusted her daughter to a giant like Master Huo, instead of throwing a pair of children down casually and leaving them to fend for themselves.

Aristocrats are nobles, they pay special attention to their blood, even if they live among the people, they will not throw them in the mud.

In the history books, those famous nobles would rather kill their children than let them live in a humble life.

Therefore, how can the woman who gave birth to him, his so-called mother, be the real Xie family.

Xie Sicheng looked up to the sky and laughed, father-in-law, father-in-law, you have wasted your efforts after all.

Yan Niang looked at the young man in front of her with blazing eyes, and after he finished laughing, Yan Niang asked, "You are Xie Chan's son, where is Xie Chan?" ”

"Xie Chan? Is her name Xie Chan? Xie Sicheng laughed again.

But this time, his laughter was full of sourness, it turned out that the woman's name was Xie Chan, and his father-in-law didn't lie to him, she was really surnamed Xie.

Yan Niang thought that he was deliberately pretending to be confused, and said in a cold voice: "Xie Sicheng, from the moment you came to Taerpo, your life was in our hands, do you still think you can escape from here?" ”

Xie Sixiang didn't hear her words at all, he leaned down and looked at Xie Honglin who was lying flat, and after a long time, he said, "Since I'm here, I'm not ready to leave alive." ”

Then, he smiled bitterly and continued: "If it weren't for Ah Feng's thoughtfulness to help me, you might not be able to stop me. ”

"Where is Xie Chan?" Yan Niang broke off.

Only then did Xie Sicheng know that this delicate and delicate woman had an unexpected momentum.

"I don't know, and besides, I haven't seen her in over a decade, and I don't know if she's still alive." Xie Sicheng didn't lie, his woman disappeared from South Street, and he hadn't seen her or heard of her for more than ten years.

After speaking, Xie Sicheng took another step forward, but as soon as his legs stepped out, several figures suddenly appeared like ghosts, protecting the two women on the kang.

Xie Sicheng dusted off his sleeves, looked at Huo Roufeng, and said mockingly: "Ah Feng, you don't have to be a bow and snake shadow, now that I am alone, are you still worried that I will hurt Ling Tang?" ”

Huo Roufeng snorted coldly: "What's the point?" ”

Xie Sicheng shook his head with a smile, and he said to Yan Niang: "Look, I am surrounded by you, and it is difficult to fly, if I know the Xie Chan in your mouth, there is no need not to say it, so I really don't know." ”

Xie Honglin, who had been closing her eyes tightly, suddenly opened her eyes, she looked at Xie Sicheng, and said word by word: "Clan...... Table...... At...... Where? ”

Xie Sicheng smiled softly, and he said softly: "Yes, you are the only one in this world who knows, and the family tree is long gone, right?" ”

Xie Honglin didn't speak, just opened her eyes wide and stared at Xie Sicheng deadly.

The genealogy, the genealogy of the Xie family, is long gone.

At that time, she was not yet born, and her father had lost both legs in that disaster.

The later Xie family tree was reconstructed by his father himself from memory.

The Xie clan in Shaanxi is a big family for hundreds of years, but the reconstructed genealogy is only a few generations.