The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Their ancestors were veterans who accompanied the founding emperor to conquer the country!

"How many people did Yuchiche bring?" Marquis Yong'an asked tremblingly.

"One person." The boy got up from the ground, "And he seems to have brought a gift."

"Did you mention a gift?" An Yonghou's eyes widened in disbelief, "Are you sure you got it right?"

"Sure! General Yuchi is carrying several boxes in his hand."

The Marquis of Yong'an pondered for a moment and suddenly waved his hand in disgust, "Let him go! Let him go! The weasel is breaking the new year for the rooster, it's uneasy and kind."

"You traitor!" Mrs. Luo slammed her chopsticks on the table, "Yong'an Marquis is a chicken in your eyes, right?"

"Mom, no, my son just said what he said out of anger." Yong'an Hou looked at his old mother with a waxy look, shrinking his neck like a little quail.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Luo sighed in despair.

God is going to destroy his Yong'an Houfu!

The eldest son has been an official for decades. Not only is he so cowardly, he actually wants to twist his arms and legs, without any sense to judge the situation.

How long can she take care of the hordes of frustrated children?

Mrs. Luo looked up to the sky and sighed. All the strength in her body seemed to have been drained away, and she leaned softly on the back of the chair.

"Mother!" Marquis Yong'an took two nervous steps forward.

"I'm fine!" Mrs. Luo waved her hand and raised her eyes to look at Xiaosi, "Go and ask General Yuchi to come in. Also, come and clear the table. You will act as if you have never eaten."

"yes!"

The second master, the third master, the third wife, and their children all responded obediently.

"Mom, is it possible that you still want to invite that evil star to have dinner with you?" Marquis Yong'an looked reluctant.

"Your Majesty is young, and the government and military power are all in the hands of Yuchi Che. Even if you can't be on good terms with him, you must not make enemies with him. The necessary power is good to protect the century-old foundation of Yong'an Marquis Mansion. Do you think I should also rely on this principle? Is this woman coming to teach you?"

"But the day before yesterday, he executed all the ministers who had advised him with his son. Now that he is allowed in, how will the ministers in the court view him?"

"Now it's him, Yu Chiche, who comes to the door with gifts in advance, instead of you who comes to the door with gifts. If one day, you are imprisoned for offending him, the mother will have no choice but to take the whole family to cry outside his general's house. Please. Do you think it looks better that way?" Mrs. Luo slapped the table heavily, her breathing became troubled with anger.

"Mother!" The second master and the third master hurriedly stepped forward to help Mrs. Luo calm down, and then stared at Marquis Yong'an with disapproval, "Brother, are you really going to make mother mad to death?"

"Son, no..." Hou Yong'an paused, and finally sighed in defeat, "My son will obey his mother's teachings."

That’s it! That’s it!

He had already saved his life the day before yesterday, and had long since lost the intention to continue fighting. Now there was nothing to fight about in terms of dignity.

Mrs. Luo took a breath, stood up, and looked at everyone in the room, "You all come with me to greet me."

Everyone had a look on their faces, showing unwillingness to do so, but they still lowered their heads and followed him obediently.

After not taking two steps, he saw the boy leading the awe-inspiring man into the corridor.

Although he did hold a lot of gifts in his hands, his whole person exuded a strong coldness that made people shudder.

"General Yuchi is here to visit. I apologize for the delay in welcoming him from afar." With the support of Marquis Yong'an, Mrs. Luo went up to greet him, holding on to a smile.