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"It's beautiful, it really is beautiful. From now on, you will follow me and enjoy the delicious food and drinks." After she finished speaking, she walked in front of Chu Xuan and bit him on the face with a "smack". Chu Xuan's face instantly turned red, and a trace of anger and humiliation flashed in his eyes.

"You!" The prince of the Marquis' Mansion had never suffered such humiliation before. He knelt down because he had suffered so much hardship along the way, which made him tone down a little.

He stood up immediately, pointed his finger at Luana, and glared at her. His eyes were filled with anger and resentment, as if he wanted to tear Luana into pieces. His voice trembled as he tried hard to suppress the rage within him.

"Hahaha! I like you like this, that's what makes it special." Luana didn't find his attitude strange at all, and even had the urge to conquer him. "You can choose again: I'll kill you and feed you to the wolves, or you stay and save my son." This was already a threat and provocation, almost saying, "If you dare to resist me, I will kill you."

She leaned her face close to Chu Xuan's ear and gave a strange smile, "It's okay if you don't want this son. I will give birth to a few more for you." There was ambiguity and teasing in her voice, as if hinting at something.

Chu Xuan shuddered suddenly.

"Daddy, please stay! Fu Ge'er will go back to carry on your family line. The Chu family cannot be without descendants." In order to escape, Fu Ge'er didn't care about the dirt in his crotch. He crawled over with his hands, crying as he crawled, and finally lay on one of Chu Xuan's legs.

His little face was stained with tears and dirt, but his eyes showed a hint of determination. He cried and begged his father, "Daddy, please stay. I will live well."

"Haha! You raised a good son." Lu Ana said sarcastically, left him, turned around and sat on the official hat chair in the middle of the main hall, "I am not in a hurry, you two can discuss it carefully.

Her voice was filled with sarcasm and disdain. "I don't care what you choose. You can't escape my grasp anyway." She sat on a chair, legs crossed, her eyes gleaming with smugness and cruelty. Looking at Chu Xuan and Fu Ge'er, she felt like she was enjoying a good show. Human nature is inherently evil; she'd seen it all too often, and she didn't believe Chu Xuan wouldn't give in.

"Prince! I will definitely protect the young master and will never let him down." Yanshu, who was originally standing next to Chu Xuan, had been watching the show for a long time.

He felt that this should be the last chance to get out, so he knelt down in front of him.

His voice was full of determination and loyalty. He patted his chest once again and assured, "Prince, I will protect the young master. Don't worry."

Chu Xuan closed his eyes sadly, his eyes filled with tears of disappointment and pain, as if countless needles were piercing his heart.

His face was filled with exhaustion and regret, his body was trembling slightly, and the inner struggle was almost unbearable for him.

He really had nothing to say about Yanshu. Yanshu was just a servant, and Chu Xuan knew that he shouldn't let Yanshu die for him, so he respected his choice.

Yanshu was right. Without his protection, even if Fu Ge'er was released, he would never be able to leave the mountain. Even if no one chased him, Fu Ge'er would never be able to get out alive.

He knew this very well, but he still couldn't help feeling heartbroken at Fu Ge'er's ruthlessness.

He felt the most sorry for Fu Ge'er, as he had raised his son in a wrong way. Now he understood that the person he loved the most was actually the most heartless and ungrateful person.

For his own life, Fu Ge'er could actually push his own father out to block the knife without hesitation, and this was not the first time. From yesterday to now, in a short period of time, Fu Ge'er has done this twice.

Chu Xuan's heart was pierced again and again. He roared, venting his inner anger and despair, then collapsed on the cold ground, crying alone.

He was thinking that if he had not abandoned his wife and children, even if he was implicated by General Jing's Mansion, he would at most receive a minor punishment from the royal family and would not have ended up in such a miserable situation.

How wonderful was the Jing family's legitimate daughter! She was well-educated, beautiful, and intelligent. Even when Chu Xuan favored his concubine over his wife, she had no complaints. She used her dowry to supplement the family income, was filial to her parents-in-law, and raised her two children to be well-mannered and respectful, with no lack of etiquette or filial piety.

Those days were so happy and beautiful, but he destroyed everything with his own hands.

When did those good days begin to change?

That was the moment he and General Jing's Mansion turned against each other. To curry favor with the Fourth Prince, he didn't hesitate to make trouble for the General's Mansion in the court, implicating his father-in-law and two general brothers-in-law.

How could he do such a despised thing? He seemed to have gained nothing, and lost even more. Was he betraying his trust just to end up with his wife and children, and his family torn apart?

Who instigated him to do such a conscienceless thing?

He looked at Fu Ge'er, who just cried, pulled at his trouser legs, and begged him to exchange his life for his.

He stared at Fu Ge'er intently when suddenly two small figures appeared before his eyes, gradually becoming clearer. The smaller one was chubby and robust, while the larger one was shy and cute. Both had large, clear eyes.

Only then did his conscience awaken. Those were his biological children. If it was Pu Ge'er or Xi Jie'er who was with him at that time, the ending would definitely not be like this.

Maybe the two little children would stand up and protect him; he could even imagine that Pu Ge'er would stand firmly with him and tell him: I want to be with my dad even if I die.

Pu Ge'er was so good! Every day when he left court, his little figure would wait for him on the path he had to take home, just to call him "Daddy" lovingly, just to let his daddy look at him.

But how did he treat Pu Ge'er?

He remembered that there were several times when he cruelly brushed away Pu Ge'er's chubby little hand, scolded him a few words and even brought his mother along, then snorted unhappily and went to Liuxuyuan.

What had blinded him at that time? He was completely blinded by his wife and two children. When he returned from court, he only wanted to see his Fu Ge'er and Bao Ge'er.

He could even feel now the disappointed and pitiful look on Pu Ge'er's face as he stood behind him and looked at his back.

His clear eyes were full of expectations, but he hurt her again and again.

What about Sister Xi? The girl was pretty, just like his mother, but a little stubborn and a bit hostile to evil. Even if they met, she would not approach him.

When everyone was avoiding her and even taking advantage of her, she was able to go into exile with the Jing family and suffer together. How could such a daughter have such bad character?

He must have been blind, his wife truly disappointed in him. Otherwise, why would she divorce him without even asking for her dowry, and even take his children away, severing ties with him and expelling them from the family? They probably knew then that this was the fate he would face.

What should he do? He suddenly felt a little scared.

Now, he couldn't even remember what his wife and daughter looked like. They seemed to be walking away, not even glancing back at him. Pu Ge'er's cute and well-behaved appearance was also becoming increasingly blurred in his sight.

He tried desperately to recall the past, but could only recall fragments.

It must be that even God could not bear to see his ruthlessness and viciousness, and as punishment for him, he was abandoned by everyone and had no descendants in this life.

"Ah!" He grabbed his hair hard, pulling it and screaming like a madman.

Fu Ge'er was so scared that he quickly loosened his trouser legs and quickly took a few steps back to avoid it.