Xie Shuning lowered her eyes and brushed his hand away without even a slight tremor. "You're afraid that the Xie family will drag you down, yet how come you're not afraid of being implicated by Wen Xueluo",At that spark of lightning, Wen Xue Luo suddenly lifted a tear-stained face. Her eyes, like those of a venomous snake, were locked on him. With lips barely parted, she spoke in a voice as low as a whisper: "I knew long ago that my child wouldn't survive. Now using it to save your son... it's a fair price.",This day was a springtime day in the second year of Emperor Jia Ming's reign.。