I think my luck is turning around.

"I don't need your life. Su Lan is definitely not going to be a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet anymore, and it will even affect Su Mian's official career. He may never be able to turn things around in his life."

Sukusuke was never one to amount to anything, so his path will naturally become even more difficult.

"I've known all these years that Su Mian, like his father, knew about Su Han's identity. I don't care what they do, but Su Guan..."

That kid's a good-for-nothing, a good-for-nothing. If he has no future, I can certainly support him for the rest of my life."

Yan Lanhui was naturally disappointed in her youngest son, who was quite a troublemaker. However, he was the only one who had stood firmly by her side all these years. Perhaps it was because he was not as outstanding as his older brother and was often suppressed by their father. He was also having a hard time at home, which is why he often acted spoiled in front of her.

"I mean, let Suksugu enter the military camp, the one under my command, and start from the bottom."

In reality, most children from aristocratic families were unwilling to join Ji Xia's military camp. No matter who entered, they had to start from the bottom, even the Crown Prince. They received no preferential treatment whatsoever. Treatment was based solely on merit; one's status outside the military camp was absolutely irrelevant.

Yan Lanhui was clearly hesitant, but she agreed the next moment. Before the next day, Su Jian was packed up and sent to Ji Xia's army. Yan Lanhui was still happy when she got home. Although it was time to go to bed, the ancestral hall was brightly lit.

When Su Han heard that her mother had returned, she remained silent, saying nothing. She didn't care about her mother. Although Su Han had been somewhat willful, how had things come to this? Her father was heartbroken, and she herself would give Su Han a funeral of the highest honors. No one could stop her; it was what her sister deserved.

Yan Lanhui didn't care about the funeral or the commotion at the ancestral hall. She went straight to Su Jian's room and ordered her maid to start tidying up.

Suksugi was first woken up by the noise, then looked at her mother in confusion. Next, the servant standing by the bed tied Suksugi up with a rope. Suksugi stared blankly at her mother.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Ji has been kind enough to let you into the army. You must stay in the army well. Even if you don't achieve great success, at least don't cause trouble for Mr. Ji."

"But Mother knows that place is not a place for humans to live, which is why she tied me up and took me there. Does Mother not want me anymore?"

"Mother, let me go."

Su Jian's voice was extremely aggrieved, and Yan Lanhui's heart skipped a beat. However, she could no longer indulge the child. Although she felt sorry for her child, what was the use of feeling sorry? Feeling sorry would only make him more useless. Now that Mr. Ji was willing to take him in, that was Su Jian's good fortune.

Su Lan and Su Mian are beyond saving, but Su Jian, who is under Mr. Ji's control, will escape this calamity. Naturally, the Su family is going to fall. The only thing she can protect is this good-for-nothing son, the only son who stands on her side.

Before dawn, Yan Lanhui, with the man bound, headed straight for Ji Xia's military camp. Regardless of Su Jian's pleas along the way, she simply left him at the gate and left without even untying him. The soldiers on duty, though bewildered, carried him inside.

Ji Xia had given instructions that someone would be entering the military camp in the next couple of days, and they were to be on their side. So the body was carried to the communal dormitory in the military camp, which was a separate tent, and they were waiting for Ji Xia to handle it.

They didn't untie Sukusugi, and he was filled with despair, utter despair. No one cared about his feelings, not even his own mother; he was destined to be invisible. He didn't know how long he had been lying on the ground, only that dawn had broken, and he was thirsty and hungry.

Although his mouth wasn't gagged, shouting was useless, and Sugami tried his best to adjust his posture to make himself more comfortable. He didn't know how long he waited, only that someone came in from outside, and that person looked at the person lying on the ground with great surprise.