After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

"what is this?"

Just when everyone was watching with great excitement, Baoan Hou descended from the sky.

To be precise, he had been following Chu He.

It’s just that Chu He is in the open, while Bao An Hou is in the dark.

If for no other reason, Marquis Baoan just wanted to see how the royal family would treat the Chen family who were dedicated to the country.

The concept of loyalty to the emperor is deeply rooted in people's bones and cannot be changed overnight.

However, following the royal family is to provide a better life for the tribe members and to obtain more resources for cultivation.

If the royal family wants to bully and suppress the Chen family in various ways, we cannot tolerate it.

Although he was following Chu He, he was not chasing him relentlessly.

I entered Sangye College just a step late and saw such an unbearable scene.

Bao An Hou looked at all this with a complicated expression, with thousands of questions in his mind.

First, Chu He died. How did he die?

At the very least, Chu He is also a powerful person in the realm of God.

It is impossible to face danger without any resistance and finally allow a fluttering moth to smash you to death.

"Who attacked? Even a super god-level expert like me didn't feel it. How did he do it?"

Second, how come the disgusting audio-visual stone that his elder brought with him when he came to Sangye College appeared next to Chu He?

Could it be that Prince Qing or His Majesty sent someone to do it?

Before, Baoan Hou did not believe that the royal family would go to war just because of a mere Luo Song.

But when you think about it, the royal family nowadays has become almost perverted in their love of face, and nothing is impossible.

Baoan Hou said with unprecedented calmness: "I will take Chu He's remains and this audio-visual stone away. What do you think, Vice President Zhang?"

Vice President Zhang was overjoyed, as he didn't want to get involved in this mess.

"Thank you, Lord Security!"

Unlike the last time when he took the audio-visual stone and wanted to find the royal family to argue with them with confidence.

This time, Baoan Hou chose to endure.

Taking the audio-visual stone, he went straight back to his mansion.

Mrs. Baoanhou has been like a lost soul since her son's death.

Either he cried a few times and shed a few tears, or he sat there in a daze.

Monks are different from mortal women in the inner chamber. After a mortal woman gets married, her son is almost her only support.

Once an accident happens, it's like the sky is falling.

Mrs. Baoan Hou is also a cultivator. Although she will not collapse because of Chen Xueliang’s death, it will be difficult for her to accept the reality in a short period of time.

"How could my son be gone just like that?

Mulberry Leaf College has been established for so many thousands of years, how come my son is gone?"

Mulberry Leaf Academy was extremely prestigious, and quite a number of these noble children came from there.

Although accidents happen from time to time, none of them is as miserable and cowardly as Chen Xueliang's death.

"What an ungrateful idiot! The son of that bitch must have plotted to kill my son in order to avenge the bitch and usurp our position as Marquis of Baoan."

The incident happened suddenly that day, and when Baoan Hou cast a spell to recall the past for his son, he did not deliberately ask people to avoid it.

At such a critical moment, my heart was in a mess, how could I think of more?

There were quite a few people seen, and even if the cultivator was not at the scene, he could take care of them all with a sweep of his spiritual sense.

So, no matter what others said, she hated Chen Xuang.

Just at this moment, security guard Hou came hurriedly.

"Madam, the Marquis is here."

It seemed that the wife of Marquis Baoan had not remembered the existence of such a person in the mansion until this time.

After rolling his eyes a few times, he seemed to come back a little more lively.

"Is he here to see Mrs. Ben's joke?"

At the beginning, she plotted to kill his beloved, Chen Xuang's biological mother.

The security guard glared at her and cursed, "Bitch, you will get your comeuppance sooner or later."

Mrs. Baoan Hou had reason to believe that if she did not have a powerful family, Baoan Hou would have torn her to pieces on the spot.

From then on, the couple became strangers and grew tired of each other.

The maid who served her was the dowry she brought from her parents' home, so naturally she didn't want to see her so sad.

It was rare for him to say something fair, "Madam, the Marquis has been busy all the time because of the prince's affairs."

After all, he is Chen Xueliang’s biological father. How can he not be anxious?

Mrs. Baoan Hou snorted coldly, agreeing with this statement.

"Let him in!"

She wanted to see how Marquis Baoan would excuse the pariah child born to that slave girl.

The security guard wanted to wave away the people around him as soon as he entered the door, "All of you, get out!"

Madam Baoan Hou said, "No need, these are my trusted confidants."

Fortunately, Baoan Hou did not insist and directly took out the blood-stained audio-visual stone, "Madam, please look!"

Half a day later, after reading the above content, the whole audience fell silent.

Maid: ...I haven’t even held my idol’s hand, and I saw such an unbearable scene. Will I get stye?

Mother-in-law: ...It's over. I'm not clean anymore. My husband won't divorce me because of this, right?

Among all the people in the audience, Mrs. Baoan Hou was the most stable.

At this time, he was no longer angry but laughed instead, praising three times, "Good, good, good!"

Baoan Hou raised his eyebrows, "Madam, do you not believe me?"

The wife of the Marquis of Baoan rarely looked at her husband coldly, and said with a hint of gratitude: "Thank you, my Lord, for letting me see the truth. How could I not believe it?"

Anyone else may doubt this audio-visual stone, but Madam Baoan Hou will not.

Because it was a childhood marriage arranged by the emperor, a marriage granted by the emperor, and there is no room for regret.

Mrs. Baoanhou wholeheartedly treated Luo Song as her own daughter-in-law, her biological daughter-in-law rather than a prospective daughter-in-law.

Luo Song was very cute when he was little, and would be taken to stay at the mansion by the wife of the Marquis of Baoan from time to time.

Once, Mrs. Baoanhou changed Luo Song's clothes and gave him a bath.

Not only did he know some of Luo Song's little habits, he even knew exactly where the birthmarks on her body were.

The privacy of a girl, especially that of a princess who is loved by everyone.

Not to mention a rough guy like Baoan Hou, even the servants in Luo Song's courtyard might not know the truth.

Since it was not a lie, it meant that the princess whom he had pampered like a daughter was the murderer of his own son.

Those two red lips were usually very sweet, but the words spoken in the video stone were as deadly as poppies.

The wife of the Marquis of Baoan was terrifyingly calm and said in a calm voice, "My Lord, why are you showing this to me?"

Baoan Hou, "You are Liang'er's biological mother, you have the right to know."

The wife of Marquis Baoan smiled bitterly and shook her head. Although this reason was quite powerful, it was definitely not the Marquis Baoan's true thought.

Otherwise, it should have been shown to her as soon as the incident happened.

No one knows a husband better than his wife. After all, she has been his bedside companion for so many years.

As for Baoan Hou, she claimed that she was not a worm in his stomach, but she still knew a thing or two about him.

So he shook his head and said, "It's not enough."

Baoan Hou has always known that his wife is a smart person, so he said: "Liang'er is from our Chen family, and he also has the blood of the Song family.

I think Madam and the Song family will not sit idly by, right? "

Madam Baoan Hou shook her head again, "My Lord, this reason is still not enough."

The old send off the young, and the death of their beloved eldest son hurt the Chen family and Song Ye’s relatives.

But if used to deal with the royal family, it is still not enough.

The security guard reached out and took something out of his storage ring. "What about this?"

Madam Baoan Hou was horrified, "How did you get this?"