OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 837: The Two of Them Have Extremely Poisonous Tongues!

Lady An, driven by deep maternal instinct, immediately blocked Chu Ping’s path.

She loudly questioned, "What on earth is happening, husband, say something!"

Duke Ping’s expression was grave.

He originally did not want to air such family disgrace.

But now, with things as they are, he could only lower his head and say in a deep, mournful voice, "Madam, the Marquis is not wrong, An Shiyu, killed our Bingchang."

An Bingchang was the personal name of Young Master An.

Upon hearing Duke Ping’s admission, Lady An seemed to lose her voice instantly.

She widened her eyes, her face full of incredulous shock.

In that moment, fear, astonishment, and disappointment flooded this mother’s heart.

"No, it can’t be true... how could Shiyu have killed Chang’er?"

She turned her head, looking at An Shiyu, murmuring, "Chang’er is your own brother..."

Duke Ping said weakly, "It’s true, the evidence is indisputable; once you see the files, you’ll understand."

"Bingchang was lured by him and tragically died in the martial arena, and that dagger was something An Shiyu had prepared long ago."

Lady An rushed over and grabbed An Shiyu’s shoulders.

"Shiyu, tell Mother, this isn’t true."

An Shiyu said with his head down, "It’s not true..."

But Lady An cried out, "Look into my eyes and say it!"

An Shiyu raised his head, looked at her, but dared not speak again.

He gradually began to weep bitterly.

"I’m sorry, Mother, I didn’t mean to take my brother’s life, it was my jealousy."

"That day I overheard you and Father discussing leaving all the family’s land to Bingchang, so I... Mother, just hit me, but I was truly momentarily confused!"

Lady An never thought it would be for this reason.

She broke into tears, gripping An Shiyu’s shoulders tightly.

"You scoundrel, do you realize that I discussed with your father about bequeathing the Duke’s position to you, intending to compensate Chang’er with the estate? We considered both of you brothers, and there was no favoritism!"

An Shiyu was like struck by lightning.

He stared wide-eyed, "How, how could it be..."

Duke Ping could only shake his head with a sigh, "Misfortune upon our family, misfortune upon our family."

Bai Zhi’er spoke up angrily at this time.

"Aunt An, they aren’t worth your deep affection, An Shiyu and An Suzhu, they calmly accept your kindness, yet curse your son’s birth behind your back!"

"They even say that your long-term cold cough will cause you an early death, both of them are vicious with their words, don’t hold back!"

These words, Bai Zhi’er had heard every night while sitting in their family shrine.

An Shiyu and An Suzhu, this pair of siblings, thoroughly implemented their concubine mother’s words.

They believed Lady An was not a good person.

Therefore, when Duke Ping punished them to kneel in the shrine, they blamed Lady An for not pleading on their behalf.

Bai Zhi’er couldn’t stand hearing them secretly cursing people every time!

Too malicious!

Though Lady An didn’t know how Bai Zhi’er came to know, she knew the little one was telling the truth.

Because only family knew about her chronic cold cough.

Lady An gradually released her grip on An Shiyu’s shoulder, retreating step by step, her eyes full of tears of disappointment.

Until she was held by Duke Ping.

"To think I gave you all my sincere love, treating you as my own children..."

Feng Fuce’s voice was cold, his demeanor even more heartless.

He said, "Did you know that those who die unnaturally, whose lives aren’t fulfilled, must suffer before they reincarnate?"