Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Mrs. Zhu seemed to have found a backer all of a sudden, clutching Master Zhu's arm and crying loudly; "Master...Master...I, I can't live anymore..."

"Ma'am, don't cry, explain the matter clearly first, what's the matter?" Master Zhu looked anxious, his eyes glanced at Shiwu standing behind Mrs Zhu, and his pupils shrank.

The maidservant who supported Mrs. Zhu hurriedly said: "Master...it's like this. Madam went to see the young master today...and then..."

Wiping her tears, she told Master Zhu everything that happened today.

After listening to Master Zhu, he pointed at Fifteen and yelled: "Nie Zi, Nie Zi... I wish Kai Chuan what evil did he do to have such a rebellious son like you!"

Fifteen curled her lips in disdain: "Master, you have a bad memory when you are old. I don't blame you, but who are my biological parents? I can remember them clearly. You are not qualified to be my parents. You are not qualified to be my parents." With such a humble status, you are not even worthy of carrying my shoes, and you still want to deceive me, it is my kindness to you that I haven't killed you until now."

"You...you..." Master Zhu's face flushed red with anger, he took a step back, clutched his chest, gasping for breath... Looking at him, he seemed to be about to pass out at any moment.

Mrs. Zhu cried heartbreakingly: "Bao'er, Bao'er... What's wrong with you, do you know what you are talking about? You are my son who was born in October... Even if you don't want to Recognize us, we are also your biological parents, you can't do this..."

Fifteen watched the couple's flawless show with cold eyes, looked over Master Zhu's shoulders, and saw the father and son sitting in the gazebo.

This pair of father and son both have an aura of calmness and prestige, and their appearance is extremely similar. Others can tell at a glance that they must be father and son.

His son looked a little older than his current appearance when he was fifteen. He was a boy in his fifteenth or sixteenth year. He was dressed in brocade clothes and light fur, very luxurious. The little gold crown on his head was inlaid with an oriental bead the size of a baby's fist. His expression was cold, with an aura that did not match his age.

At the moment, he is also looking at Fifteen.

As for his Lao Tzu, it is obvious that his body is filled with the aura of a high-ranking person whose eyes are above the top, and he looks at Shiwu very unkindly.

Fifteen turned his eyes away: "Master Zhu, Madam Zhu, acting is useless at this time, are you talking here, or find a place to have a good chat? If you choose to be here, I will naturally be happy to accompany you."

Master Zhu suppressed Xi's panting chest, turned around and bowed to the father and son: "My lord, I am so sorry, something like this happened at home, Zhu is really ashamed to see others, today... I can't accompany you, I hope Forgive me."

"May I wish the master to go on his own, your family matters...important."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Master Zhu turned around and shouted at Fifteen: "Nizi, follow me into the study!"

He also ordered his servants: "Take your wife down to rest, and ask the doctor to come over."

If it weren't for the fact that Mr. Zhu and his wife couldn't be killed yet, just one sentence from him, 'rebellious son', fifteen would be enough to make him die a hundred times.

He said: "Wait, I have something to say to you two, Mrs. Zhu must not be absent. Of course, the doctor will naturally be invited, so as not to cause any trouble if the rescue is not timely."

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