As he spoke, Ling Xiye glanced at Aunt Han and her three children.
"They killed my sister first and poisoned me last. You don't care about those who harmed your own children, but you acted like governors for these six slaves and me.
Father, please don’t forget that in the Beixiang Kingdom’s legal system, the fate of the servants has not yet been decided. These servants are slaves of my Ling family. Don’t say I kill six of them today, even if I kill them all, Father
You can't arrest me for this.
But what my father did is really chilling. In your heart, my sister and I are not as good as these six servants!"
Ling Xiye's words made Ling Zhongqing's hands tremble with anger. He really couldn't imagine that his eldest son, who was usually gentle and gentle, would dare to talk to him like this.
"You...you rebellious son! Do you believe that I will drive you out of this family and never care about your life or death again?"
Ling Xiye raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you ever taken care of it?"
"you……"
Seeing that Ling Zhongqing was almost mad at Ling Xiye, Aunt Han saw the right moment and rushed to Ling Zhongqing's side. She cried and said aggrievedly:
"Master, you have to make the decision for me! How dare I harm my brother and sister? This is clearly slander!
Master, you see how I treat Yue'er normally. Since my sister passed away, I treat Yue'er like my own child. How could I harm my own child?"
"Bitch! If it wasn't you who killed Yue'er, how could she have been disfigured, and how could she have come to find you that night? How could you and your children be guilty of committing crimes and be frightened into coma for three days and three nights? There is no evidence.
It’s already proven, do you still dare to quibble?”
"Ling Xiye, what's your attitude? Although my mother is not the mistress, she can't help you scold me!" Ling Xitai on the side quit, stood up to accuse, and even pulled out his sword, looking tense.
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"What? Are you anxious when you see that I might not die? You can't get the property my mother left behind, so you're angry? You want to come over and give me a sword and it will be over, right?"
But Ling Xitai, let me tell you, before you come here, weigh your strength first, and don’t steal the chicken but lose the rice. If it really ends up like these six people, I don’t care."
As Ling Xiye said this, he glanced at the six dead people on the ground. Ling Xitai was so angry that his liver was about to burst, but he couldn't do anything about him.
"Okay! Stop talking! I don't want to pursue what is right and wrong. Since Xiye and Yue'er are dead, just let her go in peace. Even if you stop them from burning things, Yue'er will not do it again.
Resurrection. Since people cannot be resurrected after death, why are you so persistent?"
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more out of control, Ling Zhongqing avoided the important and took the easy, and stopped arguing with Ling Xiye. This was regarded as a dwarfing of his son. As long as everyone could go down the steps, everything would be as if it never happened.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, before Ling Xiye could speak, a voice that made everyone feel horrified came from behind them.
"My father doesn't want to investigate what is right and what is wrong... Yue'er wants to ask, has his father ever investigated?"
Even after I came to the door that night, apart from setting up an altar to drive me out afterwards, did my father ever think about why Yue'er died? He also interrogated the murderers for Yue'er, and