After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"Dad, my mother just passed away a few days ago, her body is still warm, how can you just for Aunt Li..."

Tong Wenjie couldn't believe his ears. This happened in front of the emperor. His father Tong Guoan actually belittled his mother like this for the sake of that hateful Li Yue'er.

Hearing Tong Wenjie's voice, Tong Guoan looked back and noticed that his least favorite cowardly son Tong Wenjie and his most hated arrogant and domineering daughter-in-law Li Shiliu had also come to the imperial study.

"Humph, Tong Wenjie, you are such an unfilial son!

This is the imperial study, is this a place you can come to?

If you have nothing to do, just go home and stay there. If you have time, go burn some more paper money for your mother instead of causing trouble for me here!"

Tong Guoan frowned tightly and yelled at Tong Wenjie to get out.

“I asked them to come.

Since this matter concerns the cause of death of Tong Shizi's biological mother, he, as a son, is naturally qualified to stand here. "Emperor Jiade will not indulge the biased Tong Guoan, and spoke directly.

Tong Guoan then glared angrily at Tong Wenjie, who was full of disbelief. He turned back unwillingly and snorted coldly, not wanting to bother with Tong Wenjie, his useless son.

"Tong Guoan, I don't care which woman you like, but favoring concubines and killing wives is the root cause of family chaos. A mere concubine who is not presentable actually dared to murder the mistress. It's because of your pampering that she has the courage. Humph..."

Emperor Jiade said indifferently, his eyes revealing a hint of dissatisfaction and disappointment.

Emperor Jiade glanced at the scraps of paper on the ground that had just been torn into pieces by Tong Guoan, snorted unhappily, and waved his hand to let Prefect Lu continue.

Tong Guoan stood aside with a gloomy face, his heart filled with anger and helplessness. He couldn't understand why the emperor was so harsh on his uncle, while the little prefect could get the emperor's trust and support.

"Lord Tong, please be patient. Although I am only the prefect of Yuanjing City, a 44th-rank official, I also know that everything must be done according to the rules. All confessions signed and sealed by the prisoners are in triplicate. It will be useless even if you tear up one of them. I still have them here." Prefect Lu said calmly, his tone firm and confident.

As if he had expected it, Lu Fuyin presented another confession. His movements were smooth and natural, without any hesitation or fear. This confession was exactly the same as the previous one, but this time Tong Guoan no longer dared to rush forward to snatch it.

Tong Guoan stared at the confession in Lu Fuyin's hand with his eyes wide open. There was a blaze of anger in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn the little Fuyin in front of him to ashes.

However, Tong Guoan finally restrained his impulse and did not do anything extreme. After all, the emperor was watching him from above.

Tong Guoan's face turned very ugly. He looked at Lu Fuyin with gritted teeth, cursing him in his heart.

But he also knew that now was not the time to lose his temper, he needed to calm down and think about how to deal with the situation.

At this moment, the entire imperial study was dead silent, with only the occasional rustling sound of Emperor Jiade turning pages clearly audible.

Everyone was silent, not daring to make a sound for fear of breaking the strange and tense atmosphere.

"Humph!" Emperor Jiade suddenly snorted, breaking the suffocating silence. He slammed the testimony in his hand heavily on the table and said angrily: "What a vicious woman!"