"Xiao Jinsen!" Xiao Zhanping gritted his teeth while calling his name.
His own son, whom he cultivated with his own hands, turned out to treat him like this in the end.
And his always favored concubine, even though he had been extremely patient with her during this time, still cherished the old affection. It wasn't until she killed Qin Junsheng's child that he went to such extremes, yet he never imagined that Zhao Mengyu would be the mastermind behind this.
How he trusted her completely.
It was also because of his trust in Zhao Mengyu that he treated Xiao Jinsen this way, grooming him as a successor.
Now, to think he would die at the hands of this mother and son.
This was even more difficult for him to accept than when the Emperor forced the palace.
He glared fiercely at Xiao Jinsen.
He glared fiercely at Zhao Mengyu.
