Chapter 492 - 492: Evil People Have Their Own Tribulations
My Ferocious Tigress Wife
Translator: 549690339
Iâm scared.
In my stomach, I was like Xiao Baoxin, asking and answering questions. I really hope that after he was born, my mother would also be like this, protecting her child without asking why.
Unfortunately, at least not in his previous life.
His mother did protect her son, but her sense of justice was too strong, and her three views were too upright. She was biased towards him.
To have such a mother who doesnât care about right and wrong, only my son is right, and the rest of you are all trash, how much of a blessing is that?
Of course, it was also fortunate that Father Xie hadnât grown up to be crooked. Otherwise, Grandmother Yuan would have been a typical example of a loving mother who often failed her son.
After sending Madam Yuan back to the Freedom Courtyard, Xiao Baoxin returned to Rong An Hall. No matter what, she had been socializing for the whole day. Seeing that the sky was almost dark, she was really tired. She did not even take off her makeup and leaned on the couch to take a nap.
Not long after, she heard Xie Xianâs voice outside the room.
âFuren is resting?â Xie Xian lowered his voice.
âIâm awake, come in.â Xiao Baoxin sighed.â
The noise outside stopped abruptly. Then, she heard Xie Xian push open the door and enter. He reeked of alcohol, but it was not visible on his face. He was still fair and clean.
âDid you drink?â she asked.
Xie Xian shook his head and walked behind her, massaging her shoulders.â! didnât drink, but Pan Shuo drank too much and spilled wine on my clothes.ââItâs been a long day. Why donât you lie down and rest?â In the future, you donât have to stand up for me. Your body is already heavy enough.â
âYou donât look too good.â
As he spoke, he moved his face closer to Xiao Baoxinâs face to take a closer look. It was half-dark outside, but the room was lit up by night pearls. There was no screen to block it, so it was as bright as day.
Xiao Baoxin had only applied a thin layer of powder. Looking carefully, he had fallen off quite a bit when he slept on the bed. The powder was not even.
â.. Today, my Second Shen was supposed to come to celebrate Ah Niangâs birthday, but she didnât arrive. Ah Niang went to Second Uncleâs residence to ask, and in the end, I heard that Xiao Jing âai died.
Xiao Baoxin didnât know how to tell Xie Xian either. He felt extremely absurd in his heart, so he told Xie Xian how he had obtained the news.
To be honest, she was not sad.
Xiao Jing loved to do everything. She had long known that such a day would come. It was just that this day seemed to have come too early, catching people off guard.
Xie Xianâs hand paused. Clearly, he had known about this long ago.
âYou just reap what you sow.â Xie Xian said.
After witnessing Xiao Baoxin and Xiao Jing âai falling out with their own eyes, Xie Xian had bribed people in the Yang Family and planted his own spies. It could be said that Yang Shao was not very clear about the matters of the Yang Family, but Xie Xian was very clear about them.
Wasnât it only a matter of time before Xiao Jing âai was killed?
â âToday, imperial Censor Xiao and Brother Yang also came to my house to celebrate my motherâs birthday, but they also left after receiving a message halfway. At that time, I knew that the situation was not good. As expectedâ¦â These words were not pleasant to hear. The time of death was too disgusting. When he was alive, he was disgusted by his wife, and when he died, he was disgusted by his mother.
Xie Xian supported Xiao Baoxin all the way from the ground to the couch, massaging his shoulders and then his arms. Xiao Baoxin was so comfortable that he couldnât help but moan.
I was speechless. I heard something inappropriate for childrenâ¦
Xie Xian,âIâm such a beast. 1 canât believe my mind is filled with images that are not suitable for children just by listening to my voiceâ¦â
Xiao Baoxin immediately shut his mouth and gritted his teeth. His old son was too much of a hindrance. She didnât know how thirsty her mother was.
âYour massage is really comfortable.â She explained with a serious face.
âThe second wifeâs death was done by Yang Shao or the concubine?â
[Zhen: Mother, you changed the topic without any awkwardness.]
âThat Lan Ying?â Xie Xian asked. âNaturally, itâs her.â
Xiao Baoxin raised his eyebrows.â Your memory is not bad. You even remember the name of Yang Shaoâs concubine so clearly.ââHis tone was sour.
Xie Xian was amused at that moment. He stopped pressing his arm and sat down opposite Xiao Baoxin. He stared at Xiao Baoxin with a smile.âIs Nora jealous?â
âI donât want to remember it either, but I have a good brain and a photographic memory â¦Thereâs nothing we can do about it.â
It was hard to say if he was explaining or showing off.
Xiao Baoxin glared at him.â You donât even remember the Yang Familyâs manservant.â
âAre you talking about Yang Shaoâs treasure root, tree root, or willow root?âAs long as he had seen or heard of it, he could not forget it even if he wanted to.
Xiao Baoxin was speechless.
âLet me tell you, the culprit must be Yang Shao. Otherwise, do you think that he was blinded by lust and helped a concubine up to become a butler to paint his face with gold? Even if he didnât understand it, he understood it now that he had come into contact with these people.â
Xie Xian sneered. At least in his opinion, Yang Shao wasnât a fool.
He was ambitious and capable, not a hothead like Pan Shuo. Actually, even Pan Shuo wouldnât do something like letting a concubine take charge of the house, but not only did Yang Shao do it, but he also did it with great fanfare.
But what can your Xiao family do?
Your daughter threw her motherâs pillow and hurt her waist. Her wife is not virtuous, and her mother is sick. She has lost all her face. Someone has to take care of the back house, right? She threw the entire house to Lan Ying.
After that, what Lan Ying did in the back house had nothing to do with Yang Shao.
He hadnât even killed anyone, but the blame had already been thrown out.
Could he say that from the moment Yang Shao handed the back house over to Lan Ying, he had seen through the whole show.
But what did it have to do with him?
Even giving the back residence to Lan Ying was only the last step. Before this, Xiao Jing âai had blatantly handed the matter of the future emperor to Yang Shao, and when she was separated from him, her death was already destined.
It was just a matter of time.
She was such a selfish and heartless person who was indifferent to the destruction of her own family. She only hoped that she could cling to her thigh and walk to the peak of her life. Shouldnât her ending be like this?
He asked for it.
âEven if Imperial Censor Xiao doesnât let it go and finds evidence, it will only be Lan Yingâs hands and feet that are not clean. Yang Shao is innocent.âXie Xian said.
With such means, he was indeed worthy of being the person who took advantage of the situation to change the dynasty in his previous life. If he did not have such a scheming plan, he would really suspect that Xiao Jing âai was just a dream.
âYou really admire Yang Shaoâs schemes.ââ
âNot really.â Xie Xian stepped forward and hugged Xiao Baoxin.â I just feel⦠Evil people would be tortured by evil people. Yang Shao still has some brains.â Was that a brainless person who had climbed from a humble family to the emperorâs favorite?
From Emperor Yu Heng, he was first popular, then crippled, and later became the new Emperorâs favorite. Of course, Xie Xian still contributed a lot to this.
He was indomitable enough.
â Listen,â Xie Xian whispered into Xiao Baoxinâs ear. Xiao Baoxin hurriedly pricked up his ears.
âI love you, Nora.â
I: Ugh!
Xiao Baoxin rolled his eyes, but he could no longer hide his smile. The corners of his mouth were curled up to his ears..