"Marty."

Cui Zhen's personal guard exclaimed.

The person standing next to him wanted to step forward to stop him, but it was too late. No one expected that Mrs. Lin would suddenly pick up a spear and stab her son in such a situation.

Even if Cui Zhen is cruel, it is Mrs. Lin who is the elder brother and sister who harmed the old marquis. Mrs. Lin shouldn't have done this.

Mrs. Lin didn't expect that the spear was so heavy. She lifted it up and relieved her strength. But she hated the eldest son in front of her. She walked to the gate of hell before giving birth to him and fed him to adulthood. But he harmed her like this, exposing her most unbearable side to others.

She was in danger of being in danger but she didn't expect that it would end up in the hands of her son.

What a Dingning Marquis.

She gave him all the best, his life, his flesh and blood, his noble title, and his glory before and after others, but what did he give her, this mother?

He called the elder of the Cui family out of the door, dragged her off the bed and threw her in front of everyone.

She hated, she hated this beast to death.

Mrs. Lin used all her strength to lift the spear with both hands and turned straight towards Cui Zhen.

The spear was blocked by the chain mail on Cui Zhen's neck, and it lost its accuracy and pierced into the bun behind Cui Zhen's head. Although it did not stab Cui Zhen firmly, the sharp spear tip still cut the flesh on the back of the neck.

Mrs. Lin stabbed her and could no longer hold it. The spear fell down and broke the brocade belt where Cui Zhen was tied with his hair.

Blood splattered out, and the long hair scattered down, all scattered on the iron garment that reflected the cold light.

Cui Zhen once wore armor to fight on the battlefield, bleeding and injured more severely than this, but never felt more embarrassed than now.

The enemy was fighting for flesh and blood, and now the muscles and bones were destroyed, but Cui Zhen was still erecting his waist, just like the big flag on the pass he guarded.

The personal guard finally stepped forward and took off the spear from Mrs. Lin's hand.

Cui Zhen seemed to be unaffected at all, and he still looked at Mrs. Lin calmly, with a fierce look in her eyes.

"Are you satisfied now?" Mrs. Lin said, "Let everyone in the Cui clan know, is the next step to let the people from the yamen come?"

Cui Zhen stood up and looked at the yard: "The civil servants in the yamen have arrived. My mother explained the matter clearly to the civil servants. You did not harm my father with your own hands. I will report to the court to save my mother's life for my military merits. But if my mother hides it, her son will be helpless. This matter is related to a major case and we must not ignore it."

Mrs. Lin looked at Cui Zhen and spat, wanting to curse a few more harsh words. When Yu Guang saw the Cui clan people coming over, she immediately became scared again.

Just then Cui Wei's voice came.

"Brother, mother..."

Cui Wei pushed away the guard guarding the door and strode into the door. Seeing the scene in front of him, the blank expression on his face gradually turned into panic.

Cui Wei said: "What happened? Why did the elder brother ask the elders of the clan to come to their mother's house?"

Cui Wei's robe was not worn yet, and his hair was tied up in a hurry. He had been wet with rain. I don't know if it was sweat or rain dripping down his pale cheeks.

When Mrs. Lin saw Cui Wei, she cried and said, "Brother Wei, why did you come? They... want to send your mother to the yamen and kill your mother. From then on... you will have no mother."

"Brother," Cui Wei reached out and grabbed Cui Zhen's arm, "Brother... that's the mother... you... how can you bear it... It's okay to be all your family members now. Don't be too impulsive. If you have anything, we will discuss it first."

Cui Wei clenched his hands tightly, and tears burst out from his eyes: "Brother...Brother..."

Cui Wei's call was like when he was outside the yamen more than ten years ago. However, this time Cui Zhen was not shaken. He looked at Cui Wei steadily: "What did you see when you go to Suzhou Guards? Have you seen private soldiers hiding?"

"Brother," Cui Wei didn't want to answer this question, "I'm talking about my mother, you..."

"My father was killed by Lin Sizhen on purpose," Cui Zhen said. "If you are still a child of the Cui family, you should know what to do now."

Cui Wei looked disbelief, and he turned to look at Mrs. Lin again: "Mother... what the eldest brother said is true? Uncle..."

"Fake it," Mrs. Lin hissed, "He didn't know who was messing around, so he came back to deal with us...he..."

Cui Zhen said lightly: "Then let the yamen chant Lin Sizhen to ask questions. If it is verified that Lin Sizhen did not intend to harm his father, I apologize to Lin Sizhen."

"What's the use?" Mrs. Lin sneered, "You harmed the whole family... So what if it wasn't intentional? Who can die if you let Ding Ning Hou die? Who can survive? How can your honest uncle fight?"

Cui Zhen stood there motionlessly, and suddenly raised his lips and showed a smile, with a bit of sadness and vicissitudes in his smile, but it was soon dispersed by his resoluteness.

"Everyone here can testify today. Ruolin Temple really did not intend to harm my father," Cui Zhen turned his head and looked at Mrs. Lin. "I, the Marquis of Dingning, committed suicide in front of my father's grave, which is also considered as a minister and a son and both loyalty and righteousness."

Looking at the light flashing in her son's eyes, Mrs. Lin was shocked for a moment, but soon she remembered that she had Er'er here.

Mrs. Lin struggled to look at Cui Wei: "Brother Wei...my Brother Wei, it turns out that my mother only has you."

Cui Wei was also scared. Seeing Cui Zhen trembling with his lips and unable to speak, he cried for a while, "Brother..."

The Cui clan came forward and took the dress for Mrs. Lin to put it on, and then walked out of the door with Mrs. Lin who was shouting.

On one side is his mother and on the other side is his elder brother. Cui Wei no longer cared about talking to Cui Zhen and turned around and chased after him.

Mrs. Lin cried bitterly, Cui Wei comforted her all the way, and the voices gradually drifted away.

The storm outside is getting heavier and heavier.

"Marquis," said the guard, "Let's see the Marquis' injury!"

Cui Zhen shook his head: "No injuries are needed, no treatment."

The guard opened his mouth and didn't say anything again. The chain mail was stained with blood, so how could he not be injured? The Marquis didn't want people to know the truth.

Cui Zhen walked to the Cui clan elder, bowed and shouted: "Uncle, please take charge of the overall situation in the family matters."

The old man of the Cui clan sighed: "It's hard for you, don't worry. Since she said it just now, it will be much easier to ask again next time. I think she has no ambitions, so I persuade her. The marquis should not interfere in this matter anymore, so as not to..."

"Stop letting outsiders say I'm unfilial," Cui Zhen bowed and saluted to the ancestor of Cui's family. "Thank you for your protection. I thought it through before doing this tonight and would not be afraid of those things. The uncle of the clan doesn't have to take care of my face. If I can't ask, I'll find a way to know me."

"Okay." The old man of the Cui clan agreed.

Cui Zhen said: "I'll go out in advance and will be back later."

After saying this, Cui Zhen strode into the rain.

The cold rain fell on Cui Zhen, but Cui Zhen could not feel the cold. He was still like the passionate general of the Great Zhou, galloping on the battlefield non-stop.

Taking the reins from the servant, Cui Zhen turned over and left the Cui family's ancestral home.
Chapter completed!