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Zhao Jian was not prepared for Mrs. Zhao to fight back, and with so many people in the cell, he couldn't move his hands and feet and was scratched in the face by Mrs. Zhao.

Zhao Jian said angrily, "You lunatic, what do you want to do? You dare to hit me? Marrying you is the thing I regret most in my life. If your family hadn't bewitched me, how could I have followed King Liang in rebellion? How could I have ended up like this? It's all your fault. I'm going to kill you."

Mrs. Zhao was also furious. She threw Zhao Jian to the ground and sat on him, grabbing him madly. "Do you regret it? If you weren't greedy for wealth and fame and wanted to get rich overnight, how could you have been bewitched? All of this is your fault. You are a waste. Marrying you is what I regret most."

The two men wrestled and tore at each other, and the people around them all dodged to the side. The jailer glanced at Zhao Liangchen and asked, "Deputy Commander Zhao, don't you need to pull them apart?"

Zhao Liangchen raised his voice a little: "Father, Mother, please stop fighting. It's useless to blame each other now. Don't worry, you will be fine with my second brother here. He is your legitimate son and so filial. He will definitely be willing to use his own achievements to exchange for you. Then our family can be reunited again."

Zhao Jian heard it. He flipped Madam Zhao over and angrily scolded her, "Stop making trouble, you lunatic. The most urgent thing is to find a way out."

He looked at Zhao Liangchen again: "Liangchen, go find your second brother and ask him to beg the emperor to let us go..."

Suddenly he stopped moving, his eyes wide open. A hairpin was stuck in his neck, and blood spurted out, spraying Madam Zhao's face. Madam Zhao seemed not to feel it, and was still pushing the hairpin down hard behind Zhao Jian: "Don't implicate Liang Si."

Then a frightened cry came from the cell: "Ah... murder."

The jailer panicked and shouted, "Hurry up and help me!"

Then he quickly opened the prison door, rushed in and pushed Mrs. Zhao away. Zhao Liangchen also rushed in and caught Zhao Jian who fell backwards.

Zhao Jian was speechless at this time. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to Zhao Liangchen, but he could only make a "whooshing" sound.

The hairpin had been pulled out by Mrs. Zhao, and blood was flowing out. He looked at Zhao Liangchen with pleading and fear in his eyes.

The jailer frantically tried to cover his wound to stop the bleeding, but it was no use. Blood flowed out through his fingers. Seeing Zhao Jian's pupils begin to dilate, the jailer panicked and turned around and shouted anxiously: "Hurry up, go get a doctor."

He didn't care about Zhao Jian's life or death, because they had to take responsibility if a prisoner who had not yet been tried died in prison.

Zhao Jian was only breathing out but not in. His hands were tightly grasping Zhao Liangchen's collar, his eyes staring intently, desperately wanting Zhao Liangchen to save him.

Zhao Liangchen just stared at him, his face expressionless. He reached out and pried open Zhao Jian's fingers one by one, then whispered in Zhao Jian's ear, "It feels good to have your father killed by your beloved wife and son, right? Don't worry, go. Mother will go with you."

My son will also bring honor to the Zhao family. When you get there, remember to drink plenty of Meng Po soup. We father and son will never see each other again in our next life."

Zhao Jian's terrified eyes were filled with disbelief. He wanted to say something, but unfortunately he couldn't utter anything. His pupils were completely dilated, his hands dropped, and he breathed his last in Zhao Liangchen's arms.

He stared with unwilling eyes until his death, and died with his eyes open. Zhao Liangchen looked at the dead Zhao Jian, with mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know how to describe his current mood. Bitterness, relief, grief, and joy were intertwined together, as if a big hand was tightly grasping his heart and kneading it repeatedly, making it difficult for him to breathe and a dull pain in his heart.

He didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The muscles on his face kept shaking, looking like convulsions, making his expression look very weird.

Many jailers ran in from outside, and they were all silent when they saw this scene. The jailer who opened the door first sighed weakly. Seeing Zhao Liangchen's strange expression, he thought that he was too sad and couldn't cry anymore.

He stood up and patted Zhao Liangchen on the shoulder: "Deputy Commander Zhao, I express my condolences."

Then he said to the jailer behind him, "Carry the body out first."

Someone came to carry the body away, but Zhao Liangchen didn't react and let them carry the body away.

The jailer wanted to arrest Mrs. Zhao. Although they were already prisoners, Mrs. Zhao had committed murder in prison, which was a crime upon crime. They were also afraid that she would go crazy and kill again, so they wanted to put her in solitary confinement.

Madam Zhao didn't dodge or evade, but looked up at the jailer and said, "I'll go with you, but I want to say a few words to Zhao Liangchen."

The jailer looked at Zhao Liangchen in embarrassment. He was afraid that Mrs. Zhao would go crazy and kill Zhao Liangchen.

Zhao Jian's body had been moved away, and Zhang Liangchen had returned to normal. He slowly stood up and nodded to the jailer.

The jailer took two steps back, but kept his hand on the knife at his waist to prevent Madam Zhao from suddenly killing someone.

Madam Zhao smiled miserably at Zhao Liangchen: "I know you hate me."

Zhao Liangchen shook his head: "I don't hate you. You just ignored me and treated me as if I didn't exist. You didn't do anything else. You are not my biological mother. It is normal for you not to like me. I understand."

He truly understood. Whether in his previous life or this life, he had never hated Mrs. Zhao. How could someone who had nothing to do with him be good to him?

As for the unfair treatment he received as a child, the person most responsible was Zhao Jian. As his father, he ignored him, which led to the servants bullying him.

If Zhao Jian had treated him like his son and taken care of him a little, his life would not have been so difficult. If he wanted to hate someone, he could only hate Zhao Jian, hate his inaction, and hate him for not being a good enough father.

Mrs. Zhao smiled bitterly. "Whether you hate me or not, I apologize to you. I shouldn't have married into the Zhao family, and I shouldn't have taken my anger out on a child like you. Although I know these apologies are useless, I can't give you any other compensation now."

Zhao Liangchen: "If you have something to say, just tell me directly. There's no need for us to be hypocritical."

Madam Zhao: "Okay, I want to ask you to rescue Qing Ning and take care of her for the sake of her being your sister."

Zhao Liangchen: "You asked the wrong person. My second brother is her biological brother. He has made great contributions. It's okay for him to save a sister who has no idea about it."

Madam Zhao shook her head: "He is unreliable. Your father is a fool, but I am not. I know that you were not sincere in joining King Liang from the beginning. The reason you did that was to paralyze King Liang and take revenge on us. Now we have received the retribution we deserve.

But Qingning is innocent, she knows nothing and has never blamed you. She is your sister just like Gu Pan. I don’t ask you to be as good to her as you are to Gu Pan. I just ask you to be lenient with her, let her go and find a way for her to survive.

I will pay for my sins, so please don't implicate her."

Zhao Liangchen nodded: "Okay."

Mrs. Zhao breathed a sigh of relief: "Liang Si he..."

Zhao Liangchen interrupted her: "I said, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to pick a fight with me, I won't touch him."

Madam Zhao nodded. "I know he has many misunderstandings about you, but he can't defeat you. If he does provoke you, I only ask that you spare his life. Even if you have to throw him into a bitter cold place to fend for himself, don't kill him."

Zhao Liangchen nodded again: "Okay."

Mrs. Zhao was relieved. She turned around and looked at Zhao Qingning. Zhao Qingning was sitting on the ground with a dazed look on her face. It was obvious that she had been frightened by Mrs. Zhao's actions.

Madam Zhao touched her face and said softly, "Qingning, promise your mother to live well."