allonlinenovel Chapter 879 Shouldering 2 Rooms 23
Chapter 879 Shouldering 2 Rooms 23
"I just want him to die," Yongzhong Hou's eyes turned red with grief and anger, "Now everyone outside knows that he is an inhuman waste. In this situation, his survival is a disgrace to our Yongzhong Hou Mansion, so he might as well just die."
Yongzhong Hou naturally felt bad for saying such cruel words to his son, but when a man loses his qualifications to be a man, the prejudiced eyes of others are like a knife that will cut him to pieces. Therefore, it would be better for his son to die than to live in pain.
"Uncle, how can you be so cruel?" Jiang Chunxi said with tears in her eyes. "The prince is your only son now. You want to force him to die. Do you want to completely end the lineage of the Yongzhong Marquis's mansion?"
"That's right," Wu also said quickly, "Zhihao is the only male in our Yongzhong Marquis Mansion. My brother-in-law wants to force him to death. Does he want our Yongzhong Marquis Mansion to be extinct?"
"He is a useless piece of shit. What's the point of him being alive? Do we have to rely on him to carry on the family line?" Marquis Yongzhong pointed at his son angrily and said, "Zhihao, if you still have some dignity as a man, then kill yourself right away instead of throwing away your dignity as a man just to survive."
"You have to know that given your current situation, whenever you step out of the door, you will be greeted with ridicule and contempt from others. Ask yourself, are you willing to live like that?"
"That's enough," Wu shouted, "Yan Suting, you are unworthy of being a father. You are a cold-blooded beast. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. But you are forcing your son to die like this."
"Why, are you so impatient to make Zhihao give up the position of the crown prince? Do you really think you can give birth to another son?"
"Okay, even if you can give birth to another son, can't you wait until you have another son before forcing Zhihao to die? Why do you have to be so impatient to force Zhihao to die and make him give up the position of the crown prince right now?"
"I'm telling you Yan Suting, as long as I'm here, you can never force Zhihao to death. Zhihao grew up under the care of me, your aunt. In my eyes, he is no different from my own son. If you want to force his child to death, you'd better step over my dead body first."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wu took Yan Zhihao's hand and walked outside. Jiang Chunxi naturally followed them quickly, not bothering to care about Yongzhong Hou who was blushing and angry because of Wu's retort.
Mrs. Wu brought Yan Zhihao to her yard. When Jiang Chunxi followed her into the house, Mrs. Wu asked everyone to go out and closed the door.
"Zhihao! It seems that your father really doesn't care about the father-son relationship at all and wants to kill you!" Wu cried bitterly, "I really didn't expect it! I didn't expect your father to be such a cruel person. Fortunately, your half brothers are gone, otherwise your father would probably kill you directly so that other sons can continue the position of the Yongzhong Marquis's prince."
"Although all your half-brothers are gone, as long as your father is still in good health, he will continue to have sons," Mrs. Wu looked at Yan Zhihao with a face full of heartache and fear. "When your father has another son, I'm afraid that even if I, your aunt, try my best to protect you, I won't be able to save your life!"
"Mother, you must think of a way to save the prince!" Jiang Chunxi cried, "Woo woo! It's all that Jiang's fault. If it weren't for that disaster star Jiang, our Yongzhong Marquis Mansion wouldn't have been in constant trouble, and the prince wouldn't have been in trouble because of her, not to mention that he might even lose his life."
"What can I do?" Mrs. Wu cried even harder. "I am just a woman in the backyard. If your second uncle is really determined to kill Zhihao, I have no way to stop him. Even if I write a letter to my parents' home for help, it will be useless. After all, Zhihao is not my son. The future title of the Yongzhong Marquisate will not fall to our eldest son."
"Aunt, if the title of Marquis of Yongzhong Mansion falls to the eldest son in the future, will the Wu family be able to help me?" Yan Zhihao said:
Yan Zhihao knew very well that if his father really wanted to kill him, he would have no power to resist at all. Only by borrowing external forces could he prevent his father from taking action against him easily, giving him time to plan.
As for what to plan...
That was naturally to kill his father and inherit the title of marquis. When his father told him to die, Yan Zhihao already had the idea of killing his father. If only one of them could survive, Yan Zhihao would not hesitate to put the knife into his father's chest and let him die first.
"Of course," Wu wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said, "Family marriages are all about interests first. Although my family loves me as a daughter who married out, if they see that I can't bring any benefits to my family, how can they help me wholeheartedly?"
"But now Zhifei and his son are gone, and the title of Marquis of Yongzhong Mansion has fallen to your eldest branch. Given this situation, if I go back to my parents' home to ask for help on your behalf, not only will my parents not help, they will probably scold me severely," Wu burst into tears again, "Zhihao, it's all because of your aunt's uselessness!"
"Mother, please stop crying," Jiang Chun persuaded, but she couldn't stop her own tears. "How about we adopt a child from our family? As long as our eldest branch has an heir, we can find a way to pass the title of marquis back to our eldest branch. In this case, the Wu family will definitely do everything they can to save the prince's life and prevent him from losing his position."
"This..." Wu stopped crying, "Will this work?"
"Of course it will work," Yan Zhihao said with a gleam in his eyes, "As long as I inherit the title of Marquis of Yongzhong in the future, I will have the final say if the title is passed back to the first wife."
"Aunt," Yan Zhihao looked at Wu pleadingly, "Please help me go back to the Wu family and negotiate. I can even write a letter of guarantee that as long as I inherit the title of Marquis in the future, I will definitely pass the Yongzhong Marquisate to the first wife, so please help me, Wu family."
It should be said here that Yan Zhihao himself has a grandfather, so why doesn't he ask for help from his mother's family?
That was naturally because Liu's father had passed away long ago, and her brother was a man of little ability. He had been assigned to work outside seven years ago and had never been transferred back to the capital.
"Okay, I'll go back to the Wu family after your grandmother is buried," Mrs. Wu looked at Yan Zhihao and said firmly, "Don't worry, your aunt will definitely help you convince my eldest brother from your mother's family to let the Wu family become your support and prevent your father from harming you."