"Oh, I won't say it anymore, there are many conspiracies and tricks in the mansion. Today, you can just listen to this as a joke... Don't spread it..."

"Don't worry... I'm not a fool, brother... I still want to live..."

The two of them gradually disappeared, and they stopped talking after the gossip.

The cold night wind blew in through the crack of the door, making Zhuge Jingbei's body feel cold and bone-bone-bone.

But his heart was colder than the night outside.

Even if his mother is guilty of having an affair, what is wrong with him?

My father watched him grow up since childhood and raised him for twenty years. Is it because he suspected that he was not the blood of the Zhuge family that he no longer cared about the father-son relationship?

Zhuge Jingbei wanted to laugh, but he couldn't make any noise. The corners of his eyes were wet, and hot tears remained and flowed down his eyes into the corners of his mouth.

The salty and astringent taste seemed to flow all the time into Zhuge Jingbei's heart, as if poured on the fire, causing the anger and hatred in his heart to suppress the sadness and despair.

Zhuge Jingbei wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Zhuge Zheng, can you be so cruel?

It's just a doubt, but there is no confirmation. Why do you determine that he is not the blood of the Zhuge family?

Even if it is not true, even if you kill him, it is better than this kind of insult.

When Zhuge Jingbei remembered that he was lying on the same bed with a dirty prostitute that night and doing something disgusting there, he wanted to cut off all the flesh on his body.

After a long time, the guards outside couldn't help chatting again.

"Hey, your brother, why did the eldest young master get worse and worse?"

"You are stupid, Master... It's just serious... It's better to be that... This way, the gods can't be aware of it, and no one can suspect the master."

"My mother... this is too cruel. No matter what... the eldest young master was raised by him after all... Can he do it?"

"What do you know? Who is so kind, willing to raise other men... Stop talking, be careful to be heard, otherwise the eldest young master is not dead yet, we will take the lead..."

"Yes, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore..."

The two of them stopped abruptly, but these few short conversations aroused huge waves in Zhuge Jingbei's already completely desperate mentality.

Zhuge Jingbei's originally gray face unknowingly felt a sinister hatred.

He knew that the "that" in this person's mouth was - death!

The medicine I drink every day is not life-saving but life-threatening.

The doctor who came to treat him was just Zhuge who was pretending.

hatred--

The hatred in the sky gathered and spread to the disaster in Zhuge Jingbei's heart.

Why did the mistake my mother made impose on him? She even used such despicable and despicable means to deal with him?

He must not sit like this and wait for death. Zhuge Jingbei is definitely not easy to bully.

A bold and vicious thought flashed through Zhuge Jingbei's mind.

An evil smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Zhuge Zheng, if you are not kind, don’t blame me for being unrighteous.

He didn't want to lose his identity as the eldest son of the Zhuge family. Once he lost this, he would be nothing.

However, Zhuge Zheng, the eldest son of the Zhuge family, could never allow him to continue to live.

Then... there is only one way left - Zhuge Zheng suddenly died!
Chapter completed!