The Regent's Tender Darling

Snapped---!

There was another slap, and Liu Zhiyuan was hit and fell directly to the ground. The force of this slap was extremely heavy, even heavier than before.

If Liu Wenzheng hadn't been so angry, he wouldn't have been able to slap him like this again. He really wanted to beat his son to death right now!

But...but he...but he can't.

This unsatisfactory son is his only son, and he will never have a son in the future.

Sixteen years ago, he lay in bed for several months due to a serious illness he didn't know where.

After the disease was cured, he became a silent person, which became an unspeakable secret for his life.

From then on, he could no longer let the wives and concubines in the backyard conceive his children.

So in his whole life, he only had one son like Liu Zhiyuan. Originally, he thought that God was fair and gave him a good son and asked him to focus on cultivating him.

But...but he never imagined that his good son would become so shameless!

Not only did he seduce a married woman, but she also killed her husband! It's simply... worse than an animal!

"I...I don't have a son like you! You..." He pointed at his trembling hand and hung it in the air, but the rest of the words were still unsaid.

What can he do? Is it possible to kill this son? Apparently he can't.

Persevere in killing people to pay for their lives! Why is it so difficult to persevere when it comes to my own son?

I thought I was upright and upright, and I thought I was enforcing the law impartially. But now, everything has become nothing more than what I thought.

"Go! Go to the ancestral hall and kneel! You are not allowed to come out without my permission!"

"Yes." Liu Zhiyuan kowtowed to his father again.

Although he looked calm on the surface, he was trembling in his heart. His father, who taught him the principles of life since he was a child, now gave in to his bottom line for him.

Before leaving, he did not forget to say to his father, who had his back turned to him: "Father, Prince An is in the Yuenan Teahouse, Room No. 3, Tianzi."

"roll!"

After a quarter of an hour of silence, Liu Wen was still angry, but he was no longer just angry.

He thought a lot. This matter was not that simple. Prince An, who usually did not attract people's attention and thought he was an idle prince, did not expect that he could be scheming behind his back.

After all, it was just an egg that a fly wouldn't bite. When his egg broke, King An could smell it.

Yu Jincheng has been dead for some days, and there is no movement from the government. I think the evidence and everything are in the hands of King An.

He happened to pass by Princess An Guo on the day she went to Jingzhao Mansion. He saw Princess An Guo crying so much that she was so weak when she came out of Jingzhao Mansion, and she was supported by others as she walked.

He sighed at that.

It seems that his son left some clues for Princess An to notice and then told Prince An.

Ah! They are really siblings, and even their dead husbands can be used to plan for their younger brothers.

Both are shameless people!

…

——-Afternoon application time.

Yuenan Tea House, Room No. 3, Tianzi.

Yan Xuan sat in the private room early, and the tea had cooled down a few pots, but there was still no one there.

But what he lacks most is patience.

"Your Majesty, the tea has cooled down. I'll bring you a pot of tea." Wang Ying said this not really to change the tea, but to remind his prince of the time.

The tea has been cold for a while, so this person probably won't come today.

"No need." Yan Xuan's eyes were heavy, staring at the half-open window, looking at the busy traffic below, and seeing all kinds of life.

If he couldn't wait even for a while, why would he turn over?

A gentleman should know how to endure humiliation and bear the burden. This was what his father once said to him.