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178. Chapter 177 The Death of Duan Yuanyang! Target Xu Chong!(1/3)

178. Chapter 177 The death of Duan Yuanyang! Target Xu Chong!

Author: My heart is still the same

Chapter 177 Death of Duan Yuanyang! Target Xu Chong!

"Master! Master! What a happy event! What a happy event!"

As soon as the servant returned to the Duke's mansion, he started shouting loudly, completely losing his usual cautious demeanor.

"How unbecoming is it to make such a noise!"

The butler appeared with a dark face, picked up the servant's clothes, and shouted angrily in a low voice: "I've disturbed the master, and a hundred of you won't be enough to kill me!"

"Well, I was so happy that I couldn't hold it back..."

The servant said something fearfully, and then said in a louder voice: "It's the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince has a daughter!!"

"What?!"

The housekeeper was startled.

Before he had time to ask, a figure appeared next to him in an instant.

Duan Rufeng ignored his disheveled clothes and stared at the servant, his voice trembling: "What did you just say?"

"master!"

When the servant saw Duan Rufeng, he immediately slapped the butler's hand away and said, "A year ago, the prince sneaked out of the house and met several village women in a village outside the city."

"Today I traveled with the young master and came to that village again..."

"Guess what, sir?"

"One of those village women actually gave birth to a baby boy a few months ago!"

!!!

Duan Rufeng seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, his stooped body straightened up little by little: "Have you had your bloodline... tested?"

"Not yet, I'm just here to get the Blood Vein Stone... But whether it's calculating the time or looking at the facial features, I should be right!"

As the servant said, he cupped his hands and bowed deeply: "Congratulations in advance, sir..."

"Shut up! Go get the blood vein stone!"

Duan Rufeng interrupted directly and looked at the housekeeper: "Take care of everyone in the house. No one is allowed to have contact with outsiders before I come back. Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed on the spot!"

"yes!"

The butler bowed and accepted the order.

Although the Chengguo Duke's Mansion has no life-or-death enemies, it cannot be as versatile as the Rongguo Duke's Mansion.

It was about the Duan family's incense, so Duan Rufeng couldn't help but be careless.

Soon, a medium-sized carriage drove out from the Duke Cheng's Mansion without attracting anyone's attention.

When the carriage stopped, without waiting for the servant to speak, Duan Rufeng heard bursts of loud cries, as well as curses and pleas between the cries.

"Why are you crying? I am your dear father, so you are not allowed to cry!"

"Please, let the child go, I will do whatever you want!"

"Are you stupid? If you follow me and become a Duke, you will have nothing for the rest of your life?"

"He is not your child! Please, please..."

"I don't know what's good or bad, don't think that you are safe after giving birth to a son for me, come here!!"

"..."

Duan Rufeng got out of the car and walked towards this ordinary farmyard.

His face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot, completely turned into murderous intent after seeing the old man lying in a pool of blood in the courtyard.

From very early on, Duke Chengguo’s mansion kept wiping Duan Yuanyang’s butt.

There are small things and there are big things.

As time goes by, no matter how clean it is from beginning to end, the reputation of Chengguo Duke's Mansion will gradually become stinky.

Duan Rufeng had long been tired of wiping Duan Yuanyang's butt, but he was thinking about his deceased wife, so he finally let it go again and again.

This time, he planned not to let it go.

"If the Duan family has other bloodlines..."

"Just go to hell!"

"If you don't die, I will be killed by you!"

With this thought in mind, Duan Rufeng pushed open the ajar door and walked in.

The servants of the Duan family gathered in twos and threes around the house, and the woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed, crying and begging.

Duan Yuanyang was sitting on the side, holding a baby boy in one hand like he was carrying garbage.

Duan Rufeng took a deep breath.

The next moment, bang bang bang...

A series of human body collisions sounded.

Except for Duan Yuanyang, all the Duan family members suddenly froze, fell down, and died instantly.

And Duan Yuanyang was hung upside down from the beam just like the baby boy just now.

As for the baby, he was naturally returned to his infancy and was held in Duan Rufeng's arms.

"Father, what are you doing?!"

"I have brought incense to the Duan family, and I am a great hero. Let me down quickly..."

Duan Yuanyang shouted.

"Whether the meritorious person is meritorious or not, you have to experience it first to know."

Duan Rufeng sneered and pointed outside the room.

An irregularly shaped stone slab flew out of the carriage, flew into the house, and fell into Duan Rufeng's hands.

Without seeing any unnecessary movements on his part, a blood arrow shot out from Duan Yuanyang's wrist.

In comparison, the baby's side is much gentler.

A drop of blood the size of a rice grain emerged from the baby's fingertips and mixed with Duan Yuanyang's blood in the air.

After the two streams of blood were thoroughly mixed, they slowly fell onto the stone slab.

The stone slab absorbed the blood and gradually became whiter and smoother from its original gray and rough appearance.

This is a symbol of direct blood relationship!!!

In an instant, Duan Rufeng became excited.

"It's true! It's actually true!"

"My Duan family has a heir, a heir!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Duan Rufeng watched the baby boy cry and laugh, his movements extremely cautious.

Duan Yuanyang, who was hung from the beam, looked confused.

A year ago, he did favor a woman from this village.

But to be honest, who the heck remembers who is who!

This woman and this baby just happened to be useful, so they were used as tools by him.

From the beginning to the end, he never thought that the baby boy might be his.

But now...

Duan Yuanyang looked at the stone slab that had been thrown aside.

The white and smooth appearance looks extremely dazzling and ironic.

So...

Is this doll really my own?

Duan Yuanyang was at a loss.

Even though he had long lost his humanity, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the baby boy.

It was strange to say that the baby boy, who was obviously crying like crazy in his hands, suddenly stopped crying as soon as he entered Duan Rufeng's arms, and now he was looking at Duan Rufeng's old face with wide eyes.

Subconsciously, Duan Yuanyang looked at his father.

With just one glance, hatred erupted like a mountain and a tsunami.

From Duan Rufeng's face, he saw kindness, love, joy...a lot.
To be continued...
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