Chapter 192 Are you willing to follow me?

Xue Mansion

The group of three people took advantage of the night to explore the Xue Mansion. Xie Lin took Song Huai to a somewhat remote courtyard based on the route he had explored before, leaving Shen Qianzhao Wangfeng.

Seeing Xie Lin and Song Huai gradually disappearing into the night, Chen Qianzhao then looked around. The Xue Mansion is now no longer the Taiwei Mansion.

Mrs. Xue’s mother’s family was a noble family who was quite famous in the capital in the early years. They have declined a little in recent years. But even so, judging from the scenery in this new Xue Mansion, the decline of the noble family is even more generous, just like the famous General Zhennan Mansion.

After a while, she caught a glimpse of an old woman carrying a boy's robe that looked like a child. She looked at her and shook her head, and she felt unbearable when she came here.

Chen Qianzhao frowned. It should be Xue Zheng's clothes, but why did this woman appear in the hands?

She approached the woman with a slight finger and stopped not far away, and heard the woman talking with the servant guarding the door.

"This is a great thing to wear. I'll get a new one and it'll be better to change it for someone later."

The two servants gave way.

After the old lady left, the servant whispered, "The eldest son is looking for someone to go to the attic again..."

"In the afternoon, I saw the manager next to the eldest son bringing a lot of life-threatening things into the mansion, covering up, and unfortunately, I saw it."

"This child is also pitiful. If you have such a thing, you may not have to live anymore."

Chen Qian looked around and found that there was only a high attic in the Xue Mansion.

It seems that Song Huai and Xie Lin are about to lose.

After hesitating for a while, Chen Qianzhao still went to the direction of the attic. When they were lost, they would naturally follow the old lady who went to pick up her clothes and go there to see it first.

Fortunately, the attic was not too far away, and it arrived in a short while. Before I could go up to check it out, a "whimpering" sound of sobs came into her ears.

Chen Qianzhao's eyes were slightly dark, and he flew onto the roof of the attic to look at it. He found that inside, a child who looked only seven or eight years old, wearing a water-green dress, was tied to the couch, and the hem of the skirt was half-hanged.

The table next to it is filled with all kinds of unsightly tools.

The child's face was full of fear, and tears of fear kept falling.

Xue Ling held a knife in her hand and walked slowly towards Xue Zheng, her tone was gentle, as if she had returned to her gentle and gentle appearance before, "Don't be afraid, my brother won't kill you, just help you and make you look more like her..."

"As long as you are like her, my brother will not kill you and will not hit you anymore. I will definitely love Zheng'er."

The greedy eyes fell on the wet eyes, and the cold light shining on the blade in Xue Ling's hand was even more terrifying.

Xue Zheng didn't understand what he wanted to do, but the torture he suffered this time caused him to subconsciously fear and struggle when facing Xue Ling.

Chen Qianzhao hid in the dark, listened to Xue Ling's words, and had no idea what it meant.

But when Xue Zheng's little face with a tear mark on his face was impressed, his extremely familiar eyes instantly aroused Chen Qianzhao's nausea...

A chill hit her body and she wanted to vomit.

Xue Ling's expression, Xue Ling's laughter, and Xue Ling's behavior seemed to be treating the child, but in fact she completely treated the child as herself...

When Chen Qianzhao thought of this, he felt like he was being targeted by an unknown person, and he was so disgusting that he was a little trembling.

Seeing that Xue Zheng was still resisting, she looked even less and less like she cried. Xue Ling became impatient and her face was a little bit hideous. If he hadn't seen him have eyes that looked very much like her cousin, how could he have kept this bastard's life until now.

Xue Ling had no patience. He stepped forward and violently tore open Xue Zheng's lower skirt, and the blade in his hand was ready to go.

The cold light flashed through Chen Qianzhao's eyes. At this moment, she had fully understood what Xue Ling wanted to do.

Xue Zheng had a fearful expression, a pair of eyes that had once been clear and bright, and only boundless fear and despair remained at this moment.

Chen Qianzhao saw himself in his previous life from those eyes...

With a "bang", the blade fell to the ground. Xue Ling covered her wrist in pain, "Who! Come out!"

He kept looking around, but there was no one at all. Suddenly, he felt something was happening behind him. He hurriedly turned around to look, but his neck hurt, his whole body was numb, he lost consciousness, and collapsed on the ground.

Chen Qianzhao threw the used poison needle back into the space, glanced at Xue Ling on the ground, and felt disgusting all over his body.

She clenched the pistol, hesitated for a while, and finally threw the pistol back into the space. She walked to the trembling Xue Zheng, and slowly squatted down to look at him.

Perhaps there was such a pair of eyes that were similar to me. Chen Qianzhao looked at Xue Zheng and felt a little sad and unbearable for no reason.

Xue Zheng was frightened by Xue Ling just now. Although his tears had stopped at this moment, his eyes were empty, and he stared blankly at the person in front of him who seemed to be falling from the sky.

Seeing Xue Ling who tortured him in front of him fall to the ground, a wave of fear has not yet dissipated, and another wave of fear has been added to it.

Chen Qianzhao softened his tone slightly. After all, he looked just a child who looked seven or eight years old. "I will only ask you three questions, shake your head or nod."

Seeing Xue Zheng nodding, Chen Qianzhao asked slowly.

"Do you want to leave this Xue Mansion?"

Without any surprise, Xue Zheng nodded suddenly with red eyes, "Woo woo" twice, and tears were about to burst out again.

Chen Qianzhao asked the second question again, "Do you want to be with your mother?"

Xue Zheng was silent, his lowered eyes darkened.

What appeared in front of him was everything he had experienced after coming here. He cried to his mother for help countless times, but all he got was punches and kicks...

Even though Xue Zheng refused, Chen Qianzhao still saw the answer in his face.

She reached out to take down the thing that stuffed Xue Zheng's mouth, and slowly untied him.

Xue Zheng looked blankly, not sure, and knew that he should shout help at this moment to attract people, but he just didn't want to do this.

After tidying up Xue Zheng's clothes, Chen Qianzhao then stood up, looked at Xue Zheng, who was different from ordinary people of the same age in front of him, and stretched out his hand, "Do you want to go with me?"

In just half a month, during the period when Xue Zheng was tortured, he had all the emotions he should have and what he shouldn't have.

Several times, he felt that he could not hold on and wanted to jump out of the attic, but he was looking forward to whether his mother would come to save him...

Just now, when he no longer had unrealistic fantasies about everything, he never expected that such a person would suddenly appear in front of him and ask himself if he wanted to follow her...

Xue Zheng trembled and stretched out his hand, trying to grab Chen Qianzhao's hand, and trying to grab such a light that could save him from Chaos.

But when he saw that his hand was as white as clean, he hesitated. Looking at his dirty hands, he shrank slightly, trying to retract his hand...
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