After rebirth, I married the emperor's uncle and overthrew my ex-husband's kingdom

When Bai Muchen saw that the matter was exposed, he quickly crawled to Bai Yanlang's side and tugged at his sleeve, his face full of regret, "Dad, I was just angry at the moment and made a mistake. Dad, I know I was wrong, Dad——"

"Rebellious son!!"

Bai Yanlang kicked him in the heart.

He didn't control the strength of this kick at all, and Bai Muchen fell to the ground, almost fainting on the spot.

Aunt Qiao stood in front of Bai Muchen, looking sad, "My husband, he is your son, do you really want to beat him to death?"

"Did you already know what this beast did?!"

Bai Yanlang held the contract tightly in his hand and glared at her fiercely.

"My dear husband, I just found out about this, but Mu Chen is still a child. Even if you are angry, you can't be so harsh!"

Aunt Qiao knelt on the ground and was about to raise her hand to grab Bai Yanlang's hand, but Bai Yanlang dodged sideways and slapped her hard in the face with his empty right hand.

"what--"

With a "bang", Aunt Qiao fell to the ground, half of her face instantly became red and swollen, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Look at what kind of children you have! The eldest has been following others' lead and keeping a mistress at a young age. The second does not study hard and spends all day making friends with all kinds of people. He even teamed up with outsiders to frame his own brother. The third is even more disgraceful!"

Bai Yanlang became angrier as he spoke, and his vision began to go dark.

Li He caught his body that was stumbling backwards, his expression full of worry, "Master, are you okay?"

"How can there be nothing wrong?"

Bai Yanlang recovered his breath, pushed him away, slapped his thigh and howled: "This idiot raised by this stupid woman is really going to kill me!"

"One hundred thousand taels!!"

"What can I use to pay back the 100,000 taels!!!"

Originally, the problem could be solved by simply asking the people from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion to step forward. Now, let alone help, if no explanation is given, he will be in trouble!

Li He glanced at the three masters in the room. For some reason, he was not surprised at all about this.

In the past, he felt that the children born to Aunt Qiao did not recognize their own identities. They relied on the favor of their own master and did not take the mistress seriously.

You must know that those who use their beauty to please others will eventually lose their beauty and love.

No one can remain unchanged throughout their life.

But madam, you have the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion. As long as the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion does not lose its power, madam will rest assured all her life.

Bai Yanlang cursed for a full quarter of an hour. When he was tired, he sat on the chair and gasped for breath.

Thinking of what Bai Youyou said that day, he immediately thought of Zimo.

"Go, bring Zimo here!"

Li He found Wei Ruixuan's maid, and after inquiring about the news, he went to the woodshed in Bai Muchen's yard.

Li He was a little shocked when he saw Zimo.

Zimo's face was as pale as a dead person's. He fell to the ground with his eyes closed. He was still wearing the clothes he wore when he was beaten that day. The wound on his waist had festered and festered. Blood was all over the ground and had already frozen into ice.

He strode in and put his hand under his nose.

There was only a faint breath.

"Take the person to Wei Rui Xuan."

Those who sell out their masters for personal gain deserve death!

Li He didn't feel any pity for Zimo at all when he saw his fate.

Bai Yanlang was also shocked when he saw Zimo being dragged in, "Is he dead?"

Zimo is a slave, and slaves are involved in trade, but unless he commits a serious crime, his master cannot easily beat him to death, otherwise it would be a serious crime.

"There's still one breath left."

"Hurry up and find a doctor to see him!"

If he really died, it would be a trouble for his family to come looking for him.

Li He called a doctor, who felt his pulse, then looked at the wound, sighed and shook his head.

"The wound is festering and infected, and the evil cold has entered the body. If the medicine had been used a day earlier, there would have been a chance of survival. Now... Alas, even a god cannot save him."

Throwing people into a dark and damp woodshed in such a cold weather, let alone those who were beaten to death, even those who were alive and well would have a hard time enduring for a few days.

Bai Yanlang had always thought that his son was arrogant, but at least kind-hearted. He never expected him to be so cruel.

Zimo's eyelids trembled slightly on the couch, and he curled his fingers a few times before finally opening his eyes.

He heard what the doctor said.

He is going to die.

"Third, Third Young Master..."

Zimo's voice was hoarse and his breath was weak. He couldn't move his body, only his pair of dead eyes moved around and found Bai Muchen who was kneeling on the ground and trembling.

"Why, why? It was you who—"

Seeing that he was about to say something unfavorable to Bai Muchen, Aunt Qiao wanted to rush over and cover his mouth, but Li He stopped her.

"Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!!"

"Aunt Qiao, the thing I regret most in my life is listening to you."

Aunt Qiao yelled in a panic, "Shut up! Don't slander the Third Young Master!"

Zimo had tears in his eyes and felt extremely regretful.

"At first, you asked me to encourage the Second Young Master to drink and have fun, to encourage him to stay at brothels at night, and to deliberately seduce him to have contact with Sun Wanqiang. I listened to you. The Third Young Master asked me to put Ecstasy in the wine that the Second Young Master drank, and I did it. Why, why did you treat me like this?"

Even if he was given only a little bit of medicine, he wouldn't be in such a hopeless state.

But what they did clearly showed that they wanted to kill themselves!

"I regretted it after I recovered!!!"

Zimo's chest heaved violently and twitched a few times. His eyes suddenly widened, and finally he calmed down.

Bai Yanlang became even more furious when he saw Zimo, who died with his eyes open.

He strode over and kicked Bai Muchen hard several times.

"You beast! Those are the lives that matter..."

He pointed at Bai Muchen with a trembling finger, and was so angry that he could hardly speak. "You have such a vicious mind!!"

"And you bitch!"

Bai Yanlang angrily pointed at Aunt Qiao who was pretending to be a quail, and cursed: "I have never cared about your jealousy with Lu, but you dared to let others instigate Luochuan to have affairs and linger in the place of fireworks!"

"you......"

"You vicious woman!!"

Bai Yanlang had already finished the curse he wanted to say and paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.

Unable to think of any solution, he could only leave in annoyance.

In the morning, when Bai Youyou woke up, Xiaoju couldn't wait to tell her the news that Zimo was dead.

"Miss, Zimo is dead!"

"died?"

Bai Youyou paused while putting on her clothes and sighed, "How did he die?"

"I heard he had a cold."

Xiaoju buttoned up her orange cotton jacket and pouted, "But I think she definitely didn't die of a cold. There must be another reason."

"Whether there is another reason or not, it is none of our business."

Bai Youyou put on her clothes and stretched her body. "But he deserved it."

She was born in a peaceful era and has always respected life. Even if Zimo betrayed his master for fame and fortune, she only wanted to punish Zimo and never thought of taking his life.