"Detestable!"
Jiang Qifeng clenched the letter in his hand, his face livid. His expression suddenly twisted savagely, and in that instant, the thought of a fish dying as the net tore surfaced in his heart.
Yet after sitting there in a daze for a long while, Jiang Qifeng finally sighed. He unfolded the letter he had kneaded into a ball, his eyes dull.
"Alas, if only I had not acted as I did!"
It was still that fatal reason. Whether he reported Prince Qi or not, he was doomed to a dead end.
Just as he thought this, the sounds of wind and voices outside abruptly shifted. Faint cries seemed to drift in, making his heart quail and chills run through his body. Jiang Qifeng had been sitting with his eyes closed in thought when he saw the pale faces of his father and elder brother staring at him with smiles.
"Ridiculous!" Seeing this, Jiang Qifeng was no longer afraid. He sneered.
"Dear elder brother, you were the one meant to inherit the title. I never intended to fight you for it, so why did you obstruct me even when I merely wanted to secure the post of deputy Thousand-Household Commander?"
"Father, elder brother's own son died young. When he saw my son growing up, he grew jealous in secret and actually drugged my child, making him die of illness. You clearly knew—why did you not utter a single word?"
"If you did not die, then I would have died. I do not regret it!"
Jiang Qifeng sneered. He did not regret killing his elder brother, nor did he regret making his father drink the medicine. He only regretted becoming entangled with Prince Qi because of those two matters.
A connection he could never shake off!
Jiang Qifeng could not