12dz Chapter 283 Seeing Through
Chapter 283 Seeing Through
Wei Tingqian glanced at his mother casually, then turned his gaze to the group of female relatives following closely behind him.
His eyes were full of impatience and disgust, as if those women were just a group of annoying flies.
His originally relaxed brows had already been tightly furrowed, like a deep "川" character carved between his handsome eyebrows.
His voice was as cold as the wind on a cold night. Without any emotion, he questioned the old lady, "I wonder why Mother is looking for me?"
The old lady gave him an answer that made him furious: "I am your mother. Can't I come to you if there is nothing wrong?"
This seemingly ordinary question was like adding fuel to the fire for Wei Tingqian, who was extremely anxious at the moment.
He could no longer tolerate these people's harassment, so he simply walked around the old lady and strode out the door.
He had just received news about his son - the child who had been missing for five years.
For the past five years, he has been thinking about his own flesh and blood every day and every night, and his heart is filled with worry and fear.
Now that he finally had a clue, how could he let it go? Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he would go find his son who might still be alive.
"I don't allow you to go find that bastard!" At this moment, the old lady suddenly shouted loudly.
It turned out that she had already learned the news, but her attitude was so resolute and ruthless.
Hearing this, Wei Tingqian's heart instantly sank.
He simply couldn't believe that the child's grandmother could actually use such vicious language to curse her grandson.
One can only imagine how much suffering and torture that little child went through in this mansion. And wasn't he the culprit behind all this?
Thinking of this, Wei Tingqian couldn't help but feel extremely remorseful. He felt that he had let down Qing'er, who loved him deeply, and was even more sorry for the son they had together.
"Mother, if you really don't want these people to stay in my Wu'an Marquis Mansion, then I can order them all to be driven out now." He said calmly, his tone as relaxed as if he was talking about today's weather, without any pressure at all.
The title of Marquis of Wu'an belongs to Xuan'er, and he will only give it to Xuan'er. The entire Marquis of Wu'an Mansion naturally belongs to him, and he will only give it to him.
Upon hearing this, the old lady sitting in the hall was immediately furious. She slammed the table and stood up, pointing at his nose and cursing, "You rebellious son! How dare you speak to your mother like that! I will definitely go to the palace to see the emperor and report all your unfilial behavior to him, so that everyone in the world will know your unfilial behavior!"
Faced with the old lady's threats, Marquis Wu'an remained unmoved.
He sneered and said loudly, "Mother, don't forget that the title of Marquis of Wu'an is nothing but a passing cloud to me. If Xuan'er is gone, what does it matter if I give up this title now?"
Not only that, I can also make all the sons and daughters of my family leave the court, including myself.
Mother, do you have the courage to make a bet with me?"
After he finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the old lady behind him who was trembling with anger and coughing uncontrollably, and turned around and strode out of the Marquis' Mansion.
That resolute back seemed to be announcing his firm determination to everyone.
The female relatives who followed were all horrified when they saw this scene, and stood there at a loss as to what to do.
And those staff and attendants who had been following closely behind Marquis Wu'an all cast contemptuous glances at them.
In their eyes, the old lady and her descendants were nothing but a group of incompetent wimps who could not compete with Marquis Wu'an at all.
The backyard of Huairen Medical Clinic.
Wei Tingqian stood quietly in front of the side door of Huairen Medical Clinic, his heart like a raging storm.
He raised his arm, wanting to knock on the closed door, but his raised hand hesitated in the air several times, and finally fell down weakly.
The attendant who came with him couldn't help feeling sad when he saw his master being so hesitant.
It's really not easy for the Marquis! Five years have passed since the prince disappeared mysteriously.
During this long period of time, the Marquis not only needs to accompany the emperor to handle government affairs as usual, but also has to spare no effort to search for the whereabouts of the prince.
At the same time, he had to silently bear the deep guilt he felt towards his late wife.
Now, he finally got a clue about the prince, how could he not feel panic and anxiety?
What if this news turns out to be nothing but a false alarm? How will the Marquis endure this endless torture and torment?
The long-servant knew that it was pointless to say more at this moment, so he could only stand quietly behind the Marquis, waiting for his next move.
At this moment, the tightly closed door suddenly made a slight "creaking" sound and was slowly pushed open from the inside.
A servant poked his head out from the crack of the door. When he saw two figures standing outside the door, he was obviously surprised.
But in a flash, he came back to his senses and thought to himself: I guess these two people also heard the good news that their son was admitted to the high school and came to congratulate him.
Thinking of this, the servant did not dare to be negligent at all, and hurriedly welcomed Wei Tingqian and his long-time attendant into the mansion with a smile on his face.
The mansion was not very large. The master and servant followed the servant through several corridors and soon arrived at the main hall of the inner courtyard.
At this time, Chu Ning'an was busy chatting and laughing with the guests in the hall, it was very lively.
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a servant leading two people walking towards him, so he quickly stood up and walked quickly towards the door to greet them.
When he saw clearly who the person was, Chu Ning'an's originally calm face was instantly covered with frost, so cold that it was chilling. His deep eyes seemed to have frozen into ice, emitting a hint of coldness.
At the same time, when Wu Anhou's eyes met Chu Ning'an, an expression of disbelief first appeared on his face, and then a look of surprise surged over him like a tide.
His eyes were slightly red, tears were about to burst out, his lips trembled as he murmured to himself: "Xuan'er... this is really my Xuan'er!"
The call was filled with endless longing and excitement, and even with some uncontrollable sobs.
Marquis Wu'an's face flushed red, his eyes fixed on Chu Ning'an in front of him, he walked towards him quickly with his arms open, eager to hug his long-lost son tightly in his arms.
He was filled with fear, fearing that this hard-earned reunion was just an illusion that would be fleeting.
He didn't know how many times such a scene had been played out in his dreams on countless nights, but every time, when he wanted to hug his child with joy, all he got in the end was an empty embrace and Qing'er's disappointed figure walking away with a sigh and a shake of her head.
However, just when Marquis Wu'an was about to get close to Chu Ning'an's body, the latter dodged sideways lightly like a nimble swallow, cleverly avoiding Marquis Wu'an's embrace.
Chu Ning'an stared blankly at Marquis Wu'an, his voice icy and cold as ice. "Your Majesty, I'm afraid you've got the wrong person. I'm Chu Ning'an. The former Marquis Wu'an's son is no longer alive. He perished in the Canglan River many years ago, at the hands of the very people you personally arranged to protect him."
These words were like an extremely sharp sword, ruthlessly piercing into the fragile heart of Marquis Wu'an.
Chu Ning'an did not hide his identity, he just no longer acknowledged their relationship with him.
Instantly, Marquis Wu'an felt a sharp pain, as if the entire world were collapsing. He stared at the person before him with wide eyes, his heart filled with shock and pain, like a surging tide, instantly drowning him.
It turned out that the incident of Xuan'er falling into the Canglan River, which had always bothered him and made him unable to let go, was not a simple accident, but the result of someone's careful planning and deliberate murder!
This truth was like a heavy hammer, hitting Marquis Wu'an's heart hard, making him feel hopeless.
At this moment, the hope that had originally filled the face of Marquis Wu'an disappeared without a trace in an instant, and was replaced by a deep despair and sadness.
The once majestic face has now become as pale as paper, bloodless, as if it has lost its breath of life.
He stood there blankly, his body trembling slightly, and he looked as dispirited as a walking corpse.
This separation lasted for five whole years. During these long years, Marquis Wu'an missed his son all the time.
However, when the father and son finally meet again, what awaits him is such a heartbreaking scene?
Thinking of this, Marquis Wu'an couldn't help but feel sad, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
He asked himself, how should he face Qing'er? And how should he make up for the harm he had caused to his own son?
At this moment, the attendant who came with Wu'an Hou saw his master so grief-stricken, and hurried forward to explain for him, "Sir, the Marquis..."
He had barely opened his mouth when Chu Ning'an ruthlessly interrupted him before he could finish his words: "There's only one Chu Ning'an here who has survived many hardships and dangers. There's no other prince!"
After saying this, Chu Ning'an suddenly turned his head and stared directly at Marquis Wu'an with a cold and resolute tone, "My Lord, please go back! This is the end of today's matter."
After saying this, he turned around resolutely and strode into the hall without looking back.
After entering the hall, Chu Ning'an suppressed the ups and downs in his heart and tried to calm himself down.
He slowly raised his hands, clasped his fists and bowed to the guests present, saying with deep apology, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience I've shown you. I hope you'll forgive me."
Seeing this, everyone stood up and responded, expressing their understanding and offering words of comfort.
Afterwards, Chu Ning'an took a deep breath, gathered himself, and without looking back, returned to his seat. However, his wounded heart could not calm down for a long time...