Jia Xinxin and murongjie should have been deadlocked for a round. At this moment, they are all at daggers drawn, but no one talks.

Lin Shuqian looked outside the door for a while. He couldn't wait any longer, so he reached out and pushed the door open.

"Cough."

Jia Xinxin saw the maid's dress and just wanted to ask someone to get out, but suddenly he heard liang'er, who had been hiding behind her, cry, "grandmother!"

Everyone looked carefully, and it was clear that this man was Lin Shuqian who had already died.

"You..." Murongjie stares at Lin Shuqian in horror and almost spits out another mouthful of blood.

Jia Xinxin instead laughed, "well, I knew you didn't die so easily."

Her eyes turned a few times before murongjie and Lin Shuqian, and she said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you can have today, thanks to the good idea that the Empress Dowager gave me."

Murongjie could not help it. He vomited blood and dyed his front red.

Hao Bowen looked at Lin Shuqian and his beard trembled with anger.

Jia Xinxin said happily, "you are just in time. Please try to persuade our majesty.",. Let him pass the throne to liang'er. "

Lin Shuqian turns to see Jia Xinxin. She stares at the dying murongjie, her eyes full of excited light.

Crazy, crazy.

Lin Shuqian sighed in his heart that the country was going to die, and Jia Xinxin was still dreaming of being the Empress Dowager.

Murongjie trembled with anger. He tugged at Hao Bowen's sleeve tightly and ordered, "Bowen, I only have you. Replace me Kill him

With all his strength, murongjie took out a dagger from his pillow.

"Kill Lin Shuqian, kill this bitch!"

Hao Bowen is also red eyed. He holds the dagger murongjie gave him and rushes towards Lin Shuqian with all his strength.

Lin Qi beside Lin Shuqian didn't move, but he kicked Hao Bowen over as soon as he stretched out his leg.

"You are out of your mind." Lin Qiran looked at Mr. Hao's madness and sighed, "Mr. Hao, you have to be angry to see him."

Lin Qiran casually said, but directly poked Hao Bowen's sad place.

Because his father, Grand Master Hao, was really angry with him.

Lin Shuqian also sighed.

"The Hao family has passed on their family with poetry and books, and generations of literati and refined scholars have emerged. How can you be such a scholar who has read all the books into the dog's stomach?"

Hao Bowen's face was red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed.

"Mr. Hao, but you should be glad, at least Ning Xin is not as stubborn as you."

Hao Bowen thought of the letter of persuasion which he had torn up and scolded, "unfilial thing, I should not have let her marry Yu Zhengchu at the beginning!"

"You're joking, Mr. Hao. Yu Zhengchu knows more than you do. Otherwise, would you rather die with you?"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Ning Xin is pregnant, but I just don't know if the child will recognize you as a grandfather."

Hao Bowen was stunned, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a click.

He murmured, "Ning Xin, the child Is she all right? "

"She's fine now, but in the future..."

Lin Shuqian looked at Hao Bowen with some entanglement, "everyone knows that she is your daughter. Now she has a dead father. Later, she is stabbed at her back day and night. She is such a thin skinned child. I don't know if she can survive."

"And master Hao, who has been honest and upright all his life, doesn't know if he will be splashed with dirty water."

"Stop it!" Hao Bowen held his head in agony.