Spring Drunk Chang'an

Liu Xiu was secretly resentful.

His partiality towards Liu Wenbai, his stance of standing on the side of Prince Yan, and his boundless malice towards the Cheng'en Mansion over the years, made him completely ignore the fact that Liu Wenrui was also his son, with the blood of the Liu family, and stood on the side of his Liu family.

For this, he even betrayed his own mother and grandparents.

Liu Xiu didn't think about these things. He only thought about Liu Wenbai and Qu Qiutong. He thought that the Cheng'en Mansion was the prince's in-laws, and that the Prince of Yan, whom he supported, was at odds with the prince.

He wanted the Prince of Yan to ascend the throne, while the Cheng'en Mansion wanted the Crown Prince to ascend the throne. The two would never reconcile, so he naturally would not choose an heir with the blood of the Song family.

Choosing Liu Wenrui is equivalent to dedicating half of your life's efforts to the Song family as a dowry, isn't it?

No!

Absolutely not!

Even if Wen Bo cannot be cured, or even if his kidney meridian is damaged and he cannot give birth to a grandson for him to raise, even if he wants to adopt someone, Liu Xiu will not choose Liu Wenrui!

The same goes for Liu Yu.

There was only Wen Bo, only his and Qiu Tong's child. That was the fruit of his love, the cornerstone of his politics, the continuation of his ideals, the most perfect successor. But the result...

Liu Xiu looked at his own son with the eyes he would use to look at a political enemy. His tone was icy. He said, "Wenrui, you mean that the future of your father, your elder brother, and our family can only rely on you~"

"Haha, that's right. Daddy didn't have many children. That bitch Xu eloped and killed your eldest brother. I am the only son left with you who can be of use. I should rely on you!"

"Even if I use you, I can't treat you unfairly. Shouldn't I also give you the position of the Crown Prince in our mansion?"

The more Liu Xiu spoke, the colder his eyes became.

Unfortunately, Liu Wenrui didn't realize that he had been blinded by the words "Crown Prince" and had lost his mind. Ever since Song divorced him and took him away, he had been jumping around, betraying his mother and ancestors, all for the sake of inheriting the title!

He doesn't want to be the cousin of Duke Cheng'en's Mansion, he wants to be the young master of Duke Ningguo!

Of course, Duke Ningguo’s title has been demoted, but the young marquis is not angry.

"Dad, haha, big brother just got hurt and was so traumatized. Now that his inheritance rights have been taken away, I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it. So why don't we talk to him carefully and slowly persuade him to accept it? I feel sorry for him and there's no need to rush. I'm not afraid to wait a few months. I can wait..."

Liu Wenrui was breathing heavily, his eyes shining, but he was still hypocritically humble, pretending to be 'caring and considerate' to his brother.

He is aware that he expresses himself well.

Unfortunately, Liu Xiu didn't appreciate it at all. He was even furious. He didn't want to test it anymore, let alone pretend. Rage filled his chest, extreme annoyance climbed up his brows. His eyes were wide open, his face flushed, and he cursed loudly: "You beast, you still have the nerve to mention your Wen Bo?"

"You heartless wretch! Your brother just got into trouble, and you're already thinking about the position of Crown Prince? Do you have any brotherly love at all? You're such an unfilial wretch! How can I rely on you? I'm afraid I'll be pissed off to death by you!"

"How could I possibly not know your abilities? You're the most incompetent person in the world, the most unfilial person in history. How dare you compete with your brother? Even if Wen Bo is paralyzed, he's still a thousand times stronger than you!!"

"Little bastard, little bastard, even if I had to return the title and the dynasty, I would never let someone as disloyal, unfilial, unkind and unjust as you inherit my family business!"

Liu Xiu cursed loudly and kicked Liu Wenrui hard in the chest.

Liu Wenrui was caught off guard. He had really prepared himself well and wanted to accept his father's praise and take on the responsibility of inheriting the Marquis' Mansion. However, his father suddenly became furious for no apparent reason and kicked him in the heart!

Liu Xiu had also practiced martial arts for many years and was in his forties, the age when men have the strongest strength. He kicked out in anger, using all his strength.

"Ouch!"

Liu Wenrui screamed, fell down, and slid more than half a meter to the ground.

"vomit!"

He opened his mouth and spat out blood.

Liu Xiu's kick actually made Liu Wenrui, a grown man, spit out blood.

The servants who had been silent before—the lantern boy and the guards guarding the garden—were all terrified. They quickly knelt forward, crying out, “Oh my God, Second Young Master, Lord, please calm down, Lord, please calm down!”

The servants kowtowed repeatedly.

Some clever ones had already run out of the garden trembling with their hands and feet, and sent a message to Old Lady Lai's yard, hoping to get help.

Liu Xiu didn't even look at these. The kick that made his son vomit blood did not quench his anger. Instead, he became angrier and angrier. He kept calling out "little beast, unfilial son" and kept kicking Liu Wenrui without stopping. He kicked him hard as if he were an enemy.

"Oh, Dad, spare me, why? What's going on? Son, son, ahhhhhhh..."

Liu Wenrui screamed in pain and rolled over.

Blood kept oozing out of the corners of his mouth, and he even spat out two teeth, which were knocked out when Liu Xiu kicked him in the face.

The night air was filled with his screams.

Seeing that the "Marquis has gone mad", the servants around did not dare to step forward to stop him, but just kept kowtowing and begging. In this way, Liu Wenrui was beaten for a quarter of an hour. He was like a blood gourd and was almost out of breath. In the distance, old lady Lai in her pajamas was helped over by her maids, panting.

“Stop it, stop it!!”

Old Mrs. Lai shouted.

Liu Xiu had already vented all the anger he had suffered today. After a quarter of an hour of "intense exercise", he was tired. His mother came and asked him to stop.

He had a stern expression and stood with his hands behind his back.

Liu Wenrui's face and body were covered in blood, and he was dying.

Old Lady Lai, terrified, was brought closer by her maids. She asked, "Xiu'er, what's wrong with you? You hit your son for no reason?" Before she could finish her words, Liu Xiu suddenly spoke up, "You unfilial, greedy creature! I'm telling you, regardless of Wen Bo's injuries or disability, the title of Marquis of Ningguo, his estate, his family property, his inventory, all belong to him. You won't get a single cent."

"This is your duty as the second son. When the family splits up in the future, I won't let you go without a single bite to eat. But if you're still thinking about those things, it's not something you can expect. Don't blame me for being so ruthless and kicking you out of the family!!"

"Anyway, that bitch Song Zhilan took you away when she divorced me. You're no longer considered a member of my Liu family, so it's only natural for me to kick you out. When the family business is divided, I won't give you a penny, and no one else can say anything!"

"Be content and stop daydreaming!"

After throwing down these extremely ruthless and cold-blooded words, Liu Xiu didn't even look at Liu Wenrui, and didn't even greet Old Lady Lai. With a grim expression, he turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Liu Wenrui felt severe pain all over his body and collapsed to the ground. The blood from his forehead hitting the bluestone slab did not enter his eyes, making his vision blood red. Through the blood curtain, he looked at Liu Xiu's back, and his biological father's words reappeared in his mind over and over again in a self-deprecating manner.

Shock, anger, resentment, jealousy, and deep hatred filled his whole body.

He clenched his fist so hard that his palm bled.