The wealth plundered from the Marquis's mansion was countless, and they even used the Marquis's name to extort and plunder outside the mansion.
In his previous life, Ye Boqi would greet such a shrew with a fawning smile and obsequious demeanor.
Thinking of all this, Xiao Boqi wished he could beat himself to death.
I was really... despicable in my past life.
Seeing the change in Yu Boqi's expression, Soda Lu quickly spoke up.
"Your Highness, the Prime Minister asked me to convey a message to you: Leng Qiusheng is nothing more than someone who can be crushed at any time."
"But now that Leng Qiusheng is clinging to the Crown Prince's coattails, we need to be patient for a while longer."
After listening to Soda Lu's words, Ye Boqi turned to Soda Lu and smiled slightly.
"Mr. Su, have you ever heard this saying?"
Soda Lu was taken aback, but then heard Yi Boqi continue.
"A gentleman takes revenge, even if it's too late the next day."
“Bring that shrew to me.”
Soda Lu wanted to persuade him again, but seeing that Ye Boqi waved his hand slightly, he could only turn around and leave.
He looked up at the azure sky and murmured to himself.
"Killing the Crown Prince of Dayang should yield a significant amount of the Dayang royal family's fortune."
He looked up and saw streaks of bright yellow national fortune swirling above the capital.
The place where the nation's destiny is most concentrated is the statue of the founding emperor in front of the main hall of the imperial palace.
There, a colossal golden dragon symbolizing the nation's destiny lies coiled.
This golden dragon, symbolizing the nation's destiny, is the place where the entire Great Yang Dynasty's national fortune converges.
Amidst the churning, bright yellow national fortune, Xiao Boqi seemed to see Xiao Ju, who had been beaten to death by the shrewish woman from the Leng family.
Xiaoju remained the same as she had been at the Marquis's residence.
Her shy little face always carried a bashful smile, and she never knew where to put her little hands when she was in front of herself.
The way she rolled up her sleeves and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand made the little girl still look as endearing as ever.
But she became a victim of the shrew's beatings.
Just as Ye Boqi was looking up at the little chrysanthemum in the sky, lost in thought...
"You, Boqi, you actually crippled my daughter... I'll fight you to the death..."
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