"Okay, don't talk nonsense here, ma'am, leave him alone, let's go." Su Ming was anxious, took Bai's hand, and walked out.
As he walked, he told the guards, "You leave him alone, let him fend for himself, and report to me when he is dead."
He said so, but his heart trembled badly.
Have he and this son really come to this point
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For the next two days, both the Bai clan and Su Ming did not care about Su Qishao in a cruel manner, and even Yun Ruoyue did not appear.
The people in the Su Mansion felt that even the wife who had always loved the son the most ignored him, and he was really over this time.
Therefore, the subordinates also treated the eldest son.
Everyone just waited for this dull son to breathe, and there will never be this overlord in the world ever since.
In Qingchen Pavilion, it was very deserted. Except for the original servants who were waiting, everyone else was beaten and sold out.
The once lively and vigorous Qingchen Pavilion is gone.
Rumor has it that the elder son drank a bowl of porridge only two days ago, and that was forcibly poured by the maids. He was so hungry that he was skinny and dizzy, and he was about to die.
Upon seeing this, the Bai clan greeted the people and began to quietly prepare for the funeral for Su Qishao.
The Bai family was extremely happy, and Su Qishao was finally dying.
As soon as he died, the position of the son in this world belonged to her Zhan'er. As for the other sons, none of them could compete with her Zhan'er.
Her Zhan'er is expensive by her mother.
Without Su Qishao, Su Zhan would be the only son and son of Zhongyong Palace.
"Mother, look at my clothes, how about this prince's crown?" Su Zhan wore a vermilion prince's dress embroidered with auspicious clouds and trimmed with gold thread, and a vermilion prince's crown on his head. He wore a vermilion blue feather jade belt that could only be worn by the elder son on his waist, and walked in proudly.
When Bai looked at it, she was suddenly excited and smiled. She stepped forward and touched her son's clothing. She smiled with relief and said, "Zhan'er, you look so beautiful in this clothing. From now on, You are the son of the Zhongyong Palace. Your father's title is hereditary. If he passes it to you, and you pass it to your son, you don't have to worry about it in your life."
Su Zhan was also grinning with joy, and his gaze swept coldly towards the Qingchen Pavilion. The humble and refined expression on his original face turned into gloomy and bloodthirsty.
"Mother, you and I have been planning for so many years, and finally killed Su Qingchen. From now on, this Su Mansion will be your and my world. Without Su Qingchen, no one else should be afraid." Su Zhan's eyes were stern. Said.
If anyone dares to compete with him for the position of the son of the world, he will definitely not let the other party feel better.
There is only one place in this world, which represents the honor of generations, and it is a position that countless people must fight for.
Winner and loser, he wins, he is the only elder son, the other sons of Su Mansion, only scored a little fortune, and lived a normal life.
Bai's sneered: "Yes, now even your father doesn't care about him, and Princess Li is not coming. This is the end of his own sin. I don't think he can survive for a few days. Let's go, let's send him off. "
Su Zhan leaned towards the Bai family and said with a smile: "Mother, isn't he all your credit for having today? Thanks to your trick, now Dad thinks you are kind to him."
Bai smiled and said: "That is, I am his mother. I took over the eldest lady to take care of him. Can I be nice to him? He doesn't cherish my goodness. Now your father is extremely disappointed with him, even he Regardless of life or death."