Ling Zhongqing came from behind with an unkind look on his face, and said to Ling Xiye very dissatisfiedly: "Xiye, it's windy outside, and your body is weak. You'd better go back and lie down. Don't waste your sister's time."
Ling Xiye glanced at Ling Zhongqing sadly and said angrily: "Father, there was such a loud noise just now. Didn't you hear what we said?
Aunt Han poisoned the child's food and wanted to kill the child. As a father, why could you be so calm when you heard that your concubine poisoned your son?"
Ling Zhongqing looked at Ling Xiye without any emotion on his face, and continued: "Xiye, at noon is the time when Yang Qi is at its strongest. Get out of the way quickly and let your sister leave quietly."
"Father, you keep telling me not to waste my sister's time. Are you thinking about my sister, or are you afraid that she will come back and disturb you again?"
"Presumptuous!" Ling Zhongqing yelled at Ling Xiye. His majesty had never faced such a confrontation. Is Ling Xiye crazy today? He dared to contradict him!
"Come here! Help the young master into the room. You are not allowed to come out without my permission."
"yes."
The servants, especially those who usually wanted to curry favor with Aunt Han, had already started gearing up when Ling Xiye appeared. Now that the master had given the order, they pounced on her in a swarm.
In their hearts, this young master is already suffering from illness and has no energy left. He is just standing there with a sword in hand, just for show.
But at the moment when they rushed forward, trying to subdue the young master and drag him into the bedroom, they saw the sword in Ling Xiye's hand flash with cold light, and after a perfect silver arc passed through, the six servants who were the first to rush forward had already fallen to the ground.
on the ground.
There was a very thin red mark on their necks, and blood sprayed out from the red mark, soaking the ground under their feet.
It was clear from their widened eyes and expressions of disbelief that they regretted their reckless behavior.
The second wave of servants who originally wanted to pounce on him were so scared that they collapsed to the ground when they saw the scene in front of them. After they came to their senses, they crawled back to Ling Zhongqing and looked at the eldest young master who looked like Shura in horror.
"Whoever throws the lady's things into this stove again, I will throw him in too."
The words were meant for everyone to hear, but Ling Xiye's eyes were directed at Ling Zhongqing and Ling Xitai, who was clenching his fists at the side.
The expressions of Aunt Han and her children were even uglier than before. In their opinion, even if Ling Xiye knew that they had poisoned him, the poison was already so deep that if the master could lock him up for a few days, he would be dead.
That's all.
In the past two months, I saw that his face was pale, he vomited blood from time to time, and sometimes he would fall off the bed because of the pain when he fell asleep. This was clearly a sign of poisoning. But I didn't expect that this kid was not poisoned at all.
Acting!
"You traitor! You... how dare you kill someone in front of your father? Do you believe it or not? I will immediately ask people from the Zhizhou Prefecture to arrest you and put you in prison!"
Ling Xiye smiled cruelly and said angrily: "It doesn't matter, you can't stand my sister and me anyway, it would be better if we died.
But before arresting me, should father arrest those four people and put them in jail?"