Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

"Little Flower!" Hei Xiazi's mean voice came from behind.

"How's the investigation going?" Xie Yuchen did not refute Hei Xia Zi as he usually did.

"Someone you would never expect." The two faces of Hei Xia Zi and Xie Yuchen, half hidden in the darkness, looked so similar, yet completely different.

"It's a chain reaction, right? Perhaps my grandfather who has been buried long ago should also be included." Xie Yuchen just glanced at Hei Xia Zi who was sitting opposite him and drinking tea like he was drinking wine.

Hei Xiazi paused while holding the teacup, "Xiao Huaer, you..."

"How do I know that it was my father who abandoned me since birth and loved and protected Wu Xie for a so-called plan, who actually sent his last guarantee to kill me, his only son." Xie Yuchen's tone was so flat, even strange.

"When did you know that?" Hei Xia Zi suddenly felt as if he had never seen Xie Yuchen clearly.

"I could probably guess it from the moment you started approaching me."

"So early! At that time, you were so small. When I climbed over the wall, I saw a little girl in a red skirt, squatting on the ground, holding a golden ball in her hands..." Hei Xia Zi said while gesturing to Xie Yuchen at that time.

"I'm not stupid. My father told me that no one will be nice to you for no reason. The kind of kindness that is performed due to intertwined interests and the kind of kindness that is sincerely shown to you are two completely different feelings." Xie Yuchen didn't care what Hei Xia Zi had been performing to him for so many years.

Hei Xia Zi hung his head dejectedly, and suddenly raised his head, just like people on the street usually saw him, and looked at Xie Yuchen with a rogue look, "Since you know, why don't you expose me? Maybe you can let your father and daddy take charge for you, right?"

"What did you say? That your kindness to me was all an act? Or that you have accepted a long-term task that you may not be able to complete in your lifetime?" Xie Yuchen looked at Hei Xia Zi in confusion.

However, it was this kind of Xie Yuchen that made Hei Xia Zi angry. He was clearly being framed, so why could he face the designer's gaze so calmly?

"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Hei Xia Zi squeezed out the words from between his teeth.

"I don't think it's shameful that you love money. Everyone living in this world must have a belief, right? What was your previous belief? To restore the Qing Dynasty? Unfortunately, it is like the silt in a quagmire and has sunk to the bottom long ago. And your father and mother have passed away. You have become a homeless orphan and you no longer have a home." Xie Yuchen stared at Hei Xia Zi's sunglasses and looked into his eyes through his sunglasses.

"You!" Hei Xia Zi didn't understand why Xie Yuchen knew about his past. He had kept it a secret so well that even Zhang Qiling...

"Are you asking why I know about your past?" Xie Yuchen took a sip of tea. "Only the dead can keep secrets. Once they are revealed, they are no longer secrets."

"Is it the Li Tai from that year?" Hei Xia Zi's spine, which had always been straight, suddenly bent, as if his spine had been sprained.

"Grandpa Li left with a secret, and he didn't tell it, but there were many people who knew the secret. Some people were not strong enough, and only some intimidation and inducement were enough to make them tell everything."

Hei Xia Zi laughed softly and said, "Xie Yuchen, I really envy you! I envy that you are loved, but I... am not..."

Xie Yuchen didn't care about Hei Xia Zi's temporary decadence. After all, now that Hei Xia Zi had been recruited, he could be considered a very useful chess piece. "You may have been loved, but not much, so you tried your best to prove it after you lost it."

Hei Xia Zi burst into laughter as if he had heard a great joke. Then he patted the coffee table and leaned half of his body in front of Xie Yuchen. "Loved? Are you kidding? How can a child like you who has been immersed in love since birth understand my pain?"

Hei Xia Zi was like a madman, sweeping everything on the coffee table to the ground. "Do you think they really love me? They just want to create a persona of loving their wife, children and family! What are they like behind the scenes? Do you know? They are like looking at a maggot in the gutter, as if touching me will bring endless bad luck."

"If they didn't love you, why did they send you away in that era? Why didn't they choose to let you stay and leave? Have you really thought about what your name means?" Xie Yuchen didn't care about the tea sets and incense burners that were swept to the ground by Hei Xia Zi.

"Who would care about a target? What's the point of a name that everyone believes in, even if they know its meaning?" Hei Xia Zi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and sneered with disdain.

"Have you really experienced the cruelty of that era? If you knew, you wouldn't say such things." Xie Yuchen frowned and looked at Hei Xia Zi who was complaining all the time.

"In an age when everyone is struggling, that's all they can give you. That's the only way to ensure that you don't fall into the hands of those people and become their gossip or pawns." Xie Yuchen remembered that his father once told him about Hei Xia Zi's past when they were chatting alone.

"Don't advise others to do good unless you have experienced their suffering. If you had experienced what I have experienced, you might not have done better than me." Hei Xia Zi fell on the footstool.

"You are just used to saying that you don't care, but you don't really care." Xie Yuchen handed a handkerchief to Hei Xia Zi, "Wipe it! When you go out, you are still the money-hungry Hei Ye on the street."

Xie Yuchen got off the couch and walked out of the study, leaving the open space to Hei Xia Zi alone.

After returning to the room, Xie Yuchen leaned against the door and let out a long sigh, "The biggest mistake is to keep everything in your heart. Instead of complaining about how others evaluate you, it's better to bury them directly."

Xie Yuchen lay back on the bed in a good mood and prepared himself mentally: I examine myself three times a day and I have done nothing wrong.

Zhuo Yichen calculated the time and waited for Gong Zishang to leave before returning with Zhao Yuanzhou and Li Lun.

"Wen Xiao, I find that Yuan Zheng is too dependent on Gong Shangjiao." Zhuo Yichen thought for a long time and decided to say it out loud.

"Xiao Zhuo, brother Yuanzheng was brought up by Master Jiao. It's normal for him to stick to Master Jiao, isn't it?" Wen Xiao only knew a little from their conversation, but they only had a few real exchanges.

"But, aren't there four palaces in their palace, and no one is subordinate to anyone else? But now I realize..." Zhuo Yichen bit his lip, looked around, and pulled Zhao Yuanzhou's sleeve.

Zhao Yuanzhou always listened to Zhuo Yichen the most and was the one who understood Zhuo Yichen the most. Naturally, he knew what he meant. He cast a spell with one hand to wrap everyone in red and black mist. "Now you can speak boldly. No one will hear you."

“However, I discovered that all of Yuanzheng’s medicines were developed for Gong Shangjiao, and his prescriptions had to be handed over to the Council of Elders for them to study.

I'm not saying anything about their Elders' Council, but since it's Brother Yuanzheng's prescription, and their Palace Gate Elders' Council is just a transit station for communication between the front mountain and the back mountain!

Why…" Zhuo Yichen seemed unable to continue.

Zhao Yuanzhou saw through it all at once, "Why did the people in the Council of Elders take Yuan Zheng's prescriptions for research so naturally without paying any price?"

Zhuo Yichen nodded in agreement.

Wen Xiao is the goddess of Bai Ze and the collector of the Monster Collection Department. Even the mountain god praises her intelligence. "If it is really as Xiao Zhuo said, then the Council of Elders has no real power at all, and the four palaces of the palace are equal. No one is above anyone, and no one is dependent on anyone."

Wen Xiao suddenly thought of something, "But Yuan Zheng lost his father at a young age. If he hadn't been protected by Master Jiao, I don't know if he could have survived until Xiao Zhuo and the others arrived.

If that's the case, isn't it understandable that Yuanzheng loves to stick to Mr. Jiao?

Besides, I heard that when he was young, people in the palace spread rumors about him, saying that he was a heartless monster who didn't even shed tears when his parents died."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yichen slammed the table in anger, "It was that shameless guy who said such vicious words. When I find him, I will punish him severely!"

Zhao Yuanzhou grabbed Zhuo Yichen's right hand as he slammed the table. "Be careful! Be careful! Why are you hitting so hard?"

Zhuo Yichen struggled to break free from Zhao Yuanzhou's grasp, "It hurts with just this little bit of force, so how painful must it have been for Brother Yuanzheng when he was little?

How old was he at that time! He was just a five-year-old child. Such a big thing happened suddenly, and he witnessed his parents and the guards and maids who usually accompanied him died tragically in front of him. How much trauma must he have suffered to be unable to cry or even make any expression? "

Whenever Zhuo Yichen thought about how his younger brother was said like this when he was a child, and perhaps he was still hearing it, he felt heartbroken.

"Xiao Zhuo, when you were recognizing your relatives, you saw Yuan Zheng, who could cry, laugh, and make noises. How much love did Master Jiao put in to raise him? So, it is normal for Yuan Zheng to love and stick to Master Jiao.

However, as you said, the four palaces are equal and no one is dependent on anyone else, and this can indeed be mentioned to Master Jiao.

After all, I think Master Jiao is the type who keeps everything to himself, but is a little slow in action. "After all, Wen Xiao didn't spend much time with Gong Yuanzheng and Gong Shangjiao, so she didn't dare to judge them, so she could only ask Zhuo Yichen to remind them as much as possible.

However, Wen Xiao felt that Zhuo Yichen didn't have the brains for it, so he could only turn his attention to Zhao Yuanzhou.

After all, Zhao Yuanzhou's most powerful skill was his mouth, he could even talk a dead person back to life, and she observed that there seemed to be a gap between Gong Yuanzheng and Gong Shangjiao, but she didn't know what kind of gap it was.