"Mother, mother..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu mother, what did my mother do wrong? That An Lan, why was her grandfather valued her as soon as she was born?"
"What did my mother do wrong? She is still standing in that position despite her incompetence. She, she deserves to die!"
In ancient times, Meng's mother moved three times, and there was also a young genius named Fang Zhongyong who was harmed by his father's lax teaching and accomplished nothing. An Sui was obviously influenced by this tutor, and he developed vicious thoughts at a young age.
"do not Cry."
"Are you bothered?"
An Song stood aside. His father wanted to kill Qiu Hou. He didn't say anything, but his cousin cried as if his mother had died.
"Why! Why is An Lan so smooth?"
"It went well?" An Song tilted his lips and smiled scornfully, "You see, if she survives, she will say that it went well."
"What do you mean?" An Sui knew what his mother and cousin's father had done, but to say that An Lan would die before he was thirty was still good news that An Sui had never heard.
"Oh, you don't know this, why are you crying?"
"It's my father who's going to die, not your mother."
"If it weren't for your father's nonsense in the Yamen, would my mother be involved?" An Sui couldn't stand the cynicism of his cousin at this moment.
"Your father took some kind of ecstasy, and he actually told the whole story in the Yamen."
"If your father doesn't tell, who can find the evidence?"
"The fortune teller is not stupid. If your father hadn't revealed everything, would he have said it? He just signed up."
"It's your father, who gave him the ecstasy soup?"
An Sui muttered. Just like her mother Anjie, she was cruel when she spoke, but not as cruel as her silent words.
Although An Song didn't care about the life and death of his dissatisfied father, when he thought about his father in prison waiting to be executed and An Lan's family living a happy life, An Song became angry.
Some people are like this, they can't even be jealous, but the relatives and friends around them can't see you being better than him.
"If your unsatisfactory mother hadn't killed that little bitch, how could she have found a reason to sue my father in the Yamen?"
A dog bites a dog, but neither of them will let the other go at this moment.
"So what, it wasn't your father who said..."
"Okay, long hair and short knowledge, shut up."
"Now think carefully about how to deal with that little bitch!"
An Sui stopped crying, straightened his clothes, looked at An Song and said, "Okay, if you don't succeed this time, what do you plan to do?"
"It's impossible not to succeed." An Song snorted coldly, "Did you just talk about ecstasy?"
"right."
"Why, are you planning to use Ecstasy to deal with An Lan?"
"But... those who used ecstasy to deal with others in the book of words ended up backlashing on themselves." An Sui didn't know where to read the book of words, but it restrained An Sui better than his conscience.
"Don't mention the story books you read. If they were all the same as what was written in the story books, then the little bitch would still be like this."
"But An Lan and her parents..."
"Don't mention anything to me about An Lan. She is just a little bitch. It was she who put your mother and father in jail. It was she who blocked our way!"
An Song obviously inherited his father's cruelty. He turned around and slapped An Sui in the face.
Before An Sui could recover, An Song turned around and said, "Also, I'm not going to use Ecstasy to deal with that little bitch."
"She's so pretty and doesn't need Ecstasy!"
"That is?"
"Don't worry about it, she is just as useless as your mother." An Song sneered again, "Wait, after the matter is completed, I will send His Highness the Third Prince to your bed, and then he will become the Princess. I don’t ask you to remember my kindness and don’t turn around and bite me back.”
How can an alliance that is collaborating and full of ill-intentions reap good rewards?
