Chapter 6 — After being chased away by my husband, 18 years later, I took my poinsettia back and trampled on his entire palace.

Everyone's eyes turned to Bui Van Chu, filled with pity, ridicule and contempt. Thirteen years old. From the year of separation until now, it has been eighteen years. What that meant, everyone present understood clearly in their hearts. The eldest son that Bui Van Chu was proud of was just a waste who relied on fraud and was about to lose his head. As for the woman he personally kicked out of his house that year, not only became a powerful rich man who shook Jiangnan, but also gave birth to an extremely intelligent son. But he - Bui Van Chu - is never qualified to accept this child. Bui Van Chu's eyes were bloodshot, glaring at Hac Xuyen, the last thread of reason in his mind was completely broken. He is not willing! He doesn't believe it! Hac Xuyen's eyebrows clearly carry the image of the Bui family, how can he be only thirteen years old! She must have changed her civil registration, she must be lying! As long as it can be proven that Hac Xuyen is his bloodline, even if he commits the great crime of killing the Nine Clans, in order to preserve this "future status quo", the Saint will definitely show mercy, the Bui family still has a way to live!

"No! She's lying!"

Bui Van Chu screamed like a wild animal, desperately trying to escape the control of the forbidden army, carrying the heavy shackles and crawling forward.

"Minh Nguyet! Hac Xuyen is my son, right? Because you wanted to anger me, you deliberately changed his age! He's actually eighteen years old, right!"

He cried and screamed, reaching towards me, as if trying to reach for a straw to save his life.

"Minh Nguyet, I know I was wrong! Respect the love between husband and wife in the past, save the Bui family for once! As long as you admit that Hac Xuyen is the Bui family's flesh and blood, he will rightfully become the head of the Bui family!"

The surrounding ministers could not help but cover their faces, feeling extremely disgusted by Bui Van Chu's shamelessness. Hac Xuyen coldly looked at Bui Van Chu crawling on the ground, without a trace of wavering in his eyes.

"Master Bui doesn't seem to have a mild illness. Even age can't tell the difference anymore?" Hac Xuyen's voice was cold to the bone.

I looked down at him from above, the corner of my lips curled up into a cold, sarcastic smile. At this moment, behind the golden dragon screen in the main hall, a cold, low and majestic snort suddenly sounded.

"You rascal. You've reached the end of your rope, and you still dare to randomly recognize your relatives."

A tall figure wearing an ink-colored robe embroidered with gold python slowly walked out from behind the screen. That person's eyes are so strong, his aura is so strong that others don't dare to look directly at him. When the entire main hall saw his face clearly, except for the Saint, they all stood up in horror. That person walked straight to me, put his hand around my shoulder. He bowed his head and looked down from above at Bui Van Chu who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

“My son, when will it be the turn of a crazy dog like you to take the blame?”

The atmosphere in the main hall seemed to completely freeze at this moment. All eyes were glued to the man wearing a black and yellow long robe. I looked at him, my eyes slightly hot. Tieu Canh Hanh. The only heterosexual prince of Dai Wei, King Tran Bac, held military power in his hands. It is also That man, more than thirteen years ago, I saved in Jiangnan when his whole body was covered in blood. After five years of not seeing each other, the murderous aura on his body became even heavier. The Saint saw him, first he was stunned, then he clapped his hands and laughed loudly.

"Canh Hanh, when did you return to the capital? Why don't you send someone to report!"

Tieu Canh Hanh did not kneel, just lightly held his fist, his voice calm.

"I just entered the city last night. I originally intended to go back to the palace first. I heard that the royal brother personally opened the palace today, so I came to see it. I didn't expect to see a crazy dog biting wildly."

His cold eyes swept towards Bui Van Chu lying face down on the ground. Bui Van Chu was completely petrified at this time. He looked at Tieu Canh Hanh bewildered, then turned to look at me. Tran Bac Vuong. The legendary god-slayer, killing people like a sword, with glorious achievements. Giang Minh Nguyet is actually his woman? Giang Hac Xuyen is his son? This… how is this possible!

“Your Majesty… please forgive me…” Bui Van Chu finally reacted, his whole body trembling violently, desperately pressing his head to the ground.

"This lower official has blind eyes and doesn't know that Hac Xuyen is the flesh and blood of the Vuong family. This lower official's crime deserves ten thousand deaths!"

Tieu Canh Hanh walked step by step in front of Bui Van Chu. He lifted his foot, the heavy boot stepped heavily on the wooden armor wearing Bui Van Chu's body. The heavy armor was made of solid apple wood, but he kicked it until it split open. Bui Van Chu let out a miserable scream like a pig being pricked, his whole body was pressed so tightly that it was almost glued to the ground.