Chapter 123 Is he Xie Hongrui's father?

Chapter 123 Is he Xie Hongrui's father?

Xie Yan took Xie Hongrui from Xue Qingning's hands.

When Xie Hongrui was handed over to Xie Yan, his gaze fell directly on Xie Chengze.

Upon hearing the noise behind him, Xie Chengze subtly glanced to the side at the commotion.

When he touched Xie Yan picking up Xie Hongrui, the anger he had just suppressed rose again in his eyes.

Especially when he saw Xie Hongrui's victorious gaze, a layer of moisture welled up in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes turned red.

Xue Qingning anxiously explained to her, "Nanzi, Hong'er isn't feeling well, so I'm walking a bit slower. I'm sorry to trouble Prince Jing, but I hope you won't mind."

Seeing this scene, Shen Nanzi felt nothing, only that Xie Yan's eyes held a possessiveness towards her and a strong hostility towards her.

Xie Chengze leaned on Shen Nanzi's shoulder, his throat trembling slightly: "Mother, he really is Xie Hongrui's biological father, right?"

Upon hearing Cheng'er's words, Shen Nanzi was momentarily at a loss for words.

The words "He is your biological father" stuck in my throat, and I just couldn't say them.

The answer was yes, however, Xie Yan was currently holding Xie Hongrui.

This hurts him more than not answering.

From now on, Cheng'er will be consumed by guilt and constantly compare herself to Xie Hongrui.

Cheng'er would live a life of unbearable pain, becoming Xie Hongrui's shadow.

If the answer is no!

Cheng'er will definitely misunderstand Xie Yu's son.

Shen Nanzi seems to have encountered a very difficult problem.

She needs to find a suitable time to explain things to him properly.

Then guide him and make him understand that even without a father's love, he can still live freely and be himself.

But this is clearly not the case here and now.

Not wanting Cheng'er to suffer any more harm, Shen Nanzi quickly left with the child in her arms.

Xie Yan heard Cheng'er's words echoing in his ears, and his arms around Xie Hongrui tightened suddenly, as if all the breath in his body had been sucked away in an instant.

Watching Shen Nanzi carry Cheng'er away, his heart felt as if it were being squeezed by an icy hand, the pain making it hard for him to breathe.

"Third Imperial Uncle!" Xie Hongrui sensed something was wrong and spoke up somewhat uncomfortably.

Xie Yan snapped out of his daze, then suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and softened his expression.

Where does it hurt?

Xie Yan stared at Xie Hongrui, his tone as concerned as ever, showing no sign of anything amiss.

Xie Hongrui clutched his chest, frowned, and his voice instantly became strained.

"Third Imperial Uncle, Hong'er is in pain here."

Xie Yan looked at his small face and pointed to the left side of his heart.

"It hurts here?"

"Hmm?" Xie Hongrui nodded.

"Does it hurt here too?" Xie Yan pointed to his right chest again.

"Yes!" Xie Hongrui nodded again.

"And here?" Xie Yan pointed to his abdomen.

"It hurts too."

Xie Yan pointed to her lower abdomen, "Does it hurt here?"

Xie Hongrui was about to nod again.

Xue Qingning quickly interrupted, "When Hong'er is feeling unwell, it affects everyone around him."

As she spoke, she pinched Xie Hongrui's little foot and shook it to stop him from continuing.

Xie Yan looked at Xue Qingning and her son, and pressed his fingers on his wrist.

His expression turned serious: "The main pain in children with heart disease is concentrated in the left chest."

"If it involves the right chest, as well as the abdomen and below, then the condition is already very serious."

"Shortness of breath, weakness, palpitations, difficulty breathing, cyanosis of the lips, and confusion may occur."

Xue Qingning's expression changed slightly.

Xie Yan took in her subtle expression:

“Hong’er is perfectly normal. His pulse is not weak or slow, but gentle and steady, a healthy pulse.”

Xue Qingning involuntarily took a step back, her face instantly turning pale, her voice filled with suppressed terror: "When did you learn to treat patients?"

Xie Yan replied indifferently, "I'm a beginner; all I can do right now is take a pulse."

Ever since Shen Nanzi was poisoned by the arrow.

He looked at her lying there quietly, feeling nothing but panic, and had no other options.

He hated the anxiety of not knowing anything, so he started reading medical books in his spare time.

This time, he actually got to use it.

Xue Qingning blinked nervously, her fingers twisting and kneading to hide her inner turmoil, and said:

“Hong’er, he may just be feeling a little unwell right now. Children don’t express themselves very accurately.”

Xie Yan looked at her and handed Xie Hongrui to her.

"Really? That's a relief. He's fine now. I have some things to take care of, so I won't see you off."

He shifted his gaze and then solemnly said to Xie Hongrui:

“I am your third uncle, Xie Chengze is my son, and you are the son of the deceased second prince Xie Yao.”

"Don't listen to rumors, remember your place, and don't let others sway you."

Having said that, Xie Yan strode away.

The mother and son were left in shock.

"Thank you, Yan!"

Xue Qingning shouted weakly, but in just a few moments, Xie Yan was already far, far away from her.

Her heart sank, and she felt something had completely slipped out of her control.

The man who always granted her every request, who would go without hesitation whenever she asked, seemed to be withdrawing from her world.

She was holding Xie Hongrui when suddenly she lost all strength and fell to the ground.

Watching his retreating figure, a silent cry rang out in my heart:

He is hers, and he can only be hers. She missed him once, but this time, she is determined to keep him.

No matter what method is used.

*

The sun was already setting in the west, and although it wasn't as intense as before, there was still some residual heat that seeped through my clothes and burned my skin.

Once outside the academy gates, Xie Chengze insisted on walking on his own.

There are no trees in the palace, only shady spots along the palace walls for refuge.

Shen Nanzi held his little hand, hesitating about how to speak to him.

Seemingly sensing Shen Nanzi's predicament, Xie Chengze broke the silence, tilting his little face up and asking, "Mother, why did you come to pick up Cheng'er today?"

Looking at his face, which so closely resembled Xie Yan's, Shen Nanzi felt a pang of sadness.

"Mother came today at the invitation of Consort Wei. After we finished speaking, I checked the time and it was just the time for Cheng'er to finish school, so I came. Do you like it when Mother comes to pick you up?"

"Of course I like it!" Xie Chengze, even after shedding his previous indifference, already showed some of the qualities of a little man in front of Shen Nanzi.

Like Xie Yan, he exuded an aura of calm indifference.

He turned seven when autumn came.

Shen Nanzi touched his face. "It's too hot. When we get back, Auntie will definitely prepare some cool and delicious ice cream."

"Mother," Xie Chengze's lips parted slightly, as if he had a thousand words to say but found it difficult to speak, his face full of hesitation.

"Cheng'er, you have something you want to say to your mother, don't you?" Shen Nanzi knew that he must have many questions in his heart.

Rumors about Xue Qingning and Xie Yan are everywhere, and now she and Xie Yu have also been dragged into it.

Even with the best efforts to suppress it, children are sometimes more perceptive than adults.

Xie Chengze nodded his little head, his voice a little hesitant, but very solemn as he said, "Cheng'er wants the Sixth Imperial Uncle to be his father."

Behind them, in the silent palace corridor, a tall figure suddenly stopped in his tracks.

My heart clenched as if struck by lightning, and my fingers dug into my palms under my sleeves without me even realizing it.

Despite the scorching heat of the setting sun, Xie Yan felt a chill run through his body.

Shen Nanzi didn't want him, and neither did Cheng'er.