Comforted by his beloved, Li Baiqing felt warmth rise in his heart. He forced a smile. "Mm, I'll work hard. I won't lose to him."
A beautiful and gentle woman beside him could not stop her tears from falling. She was Zhang Shuyun, Li Zhe's current wife, and she too came from a great aristocratic family. She was also consumed by self-reproach. "If I could have accepted that mother and son, this never would have happened. If I hadn't married Li Zhe, perhaps that Great Qin Imperial Prince would be the Great Tang Imperial Prince."
Li Zhe was Zhao Fu's biological father. Seeing his wife weep in self-blame, his heart ached. He truly loved this wife of his. Though he had once been a philanderer, and still occasionally retained some of those habits, Zhang Shuyun had always been his only wife. No one could ever take her place.
Pulling Zhang Shuyun into his arms, Li Zhe comforted her warmly. "Wife, it isn't your fault. Even without you, I wouldn't have looked twice at that bitch. How could that bitch possibly compare to you, wife?"
Zhang Shuyun's eyes were red, yet her heart brimmed with sweetness as she gently embraced Li Zhe.
Seeing the pair cling to each other like glue, the Li Family elder immediately roared, "How could I have such a stupid son? At a time like this, all you can think about is women? Are you going to stand by and watch that bastard son of yours wipe out the entire Li Family?"
Faced with the Li Family elder's rebuke, Zhang Shuyun released Li Zhe and lowered her head.
Li Zhe also said angrily, "How was I supposed to know that bastard would achieve what he has today? If I'd killed that bastard sooner, none of this would