Although all the memories in his mind were not fully integrated, Ifthar was still awake for more and more time anyway.

Probably like all parents of frail and sickly children, what they are most looking forward to is the healthy growth of the child, which is also the same for Freida, before the birth of this child, she also thought about whether the other party is a heroic man like her husband, but after the birth of the child, she only expects the other party to grow up smoothly, and the other party's understanding and learning ability beyond ordinary people when he is awake is naturally ignored by her intentionally or unintentionally.

In Yftehar's previous experience, he was not without a mother, but compared to the scene when the mother and son did not see each other from the third life to the later, the warmth in front of him was more precious, and he even thought that when he found the reincarnation of his lover, they could support this woman together until they were old, and even adopt a few children, even if the world was not satisfactory, he never thought that the other party would disappear from his life so suddenly, for a moment he even felt that the other party was like the sun had not risen in the morning, The crystal dew on the petals is clear, pure and loving, and then when the morning sun rises, a cloud of smoke disappears, and you can't find the slightest shadow of it once existed, as if it was an illusion from beginning to end.

But those genuine care and love are like the sleeves that have been wet, they will eventually leave traces, he does not accept the woman from his life, but it is by no means so hasty and abrupt, just to see her again in the morning, the person can only lie on the blanket, his body is cold, no matter how he struggles to touch the other party, he can no longer get a response from the other party.

"I want revenge!" At the woman's funeral, the people who are arguing in her mind are completely integrated, cold-blooded or compassionate, paranoid or merciful, human nature is a complex existence, he only knows that no matter how he treats the enemy, wielding a murderous blade is what he should be.

"Aren't you going to investigate the cause of your mother's death?" The five-year-old child looked like a two- or three-year-old child, holding a pottery doll made for him by a woman in his hand, standing at the gate of the courtyard and looking coldly at the man in the courtyard who taught children martial arts.

“…… Yvtehal? Azaruddin was stunned for a moment, he never thought that the first time he dealt with his youngest son was such a scene, he was not sad about the unexpected death of his wife, but no matter how sad he was in the face of Mia's shush and warmth, in the face of Sharuba's coquettish companionship, he had to hide that emotion deep in his heart, he didn't think about his stupid little son who was alive, there was a moment when he hoped that the other party would leave with his wife, such a thought was too frightening for him to be frightened by himself, However, when I think of it, there is probably no one except his wife who can be so patient with a fool.

- He never even thought that his youngest son would really recover!

"It's me." The child looked at him quietly with a pair of pure black eyes, the color was so pure and deep like the color of those black burning clods of earth, that he suddenly felt that any excuse was in vain, "Mom has always been in good health, you never doubted why she suddenly couldn't wake up?" ”

"Yfthar, you should know that you are safe in the ground." As a father, Azaruddin is a little guilty about the child in front of him, when he first married Freida, he really loved the capable and intelligent woman wholeheartedly, and even this relationship became deeper and deeper with the marriage after marriage, but this qiē had a disagreement after they never had children, he actually didn't care whether he had blood at the beginning, because at that time he cherished that woman more than a qiē, but his wife pushed Mia into his arms, and since then he has seen his wife again, I always felt a little sorry for her in my heart, especially when Mia had his child one night later, and this guilt was alleviated a lot after Sharuba was born, and probably every man couldn't refuse this kind of bloodline continuation.

Soon after that, his wife was diagnosed as pregnant, and the guilt for Freida reached its peak, but after the much-anticipated child was judged to be a fool and difficult to recover, he couldn't bear that his child was a fool, as if it was a shame in his glorious life, and for a while he didn't even want to appear in front of everyone if it wasn't for the city lord's need, the eyes of the people around him seemed to change, They all secretly laughed at him, laughed at him for being a fool!

But he didn't expect his wife to be so stubborn and unwilling to give up that child!

He didn't understand what kind of emotion it was, the guilt for Freda, the anger that the child was a fool, the resentment and anger for his wife's persistence - this qiē left a deep gap between him and Freida, he knew that he and the woman he had once loved with him could never go back to the past, and even when the other party died suddenly, the first thing he thought about was hatred for this child, and even gave birth to a secret evil thought in his heart. If this child follows his mother and leaves, is it not that those deeply suppressed emotions that are entangled in the bottom of his heart and cannot be released, let alone unspeakable, can be vented! However, this thought made him shudder, he did not understand how he could have such a daunting thought, so he almost couldn't wait to play with the other when he saw Sharuba smiling at him.

"If you don't find out the real culprit, how can you be buried in the ground?" Ifuthal sneered, he is not an ignorant child, although in recent years Freda has neglected to take care of the Commandery's Mansion in order to take care of him, but in the end, in the end, it is Azruddin's most legitimate wife, and the other party's control of the Commander's Mansion is not something that the later Mia can simply replace, so after asking Freida's personal slave girl that she has no chronic illness, he concluded that the other party's death is not simple, and even he doesn't even think about analyzing the beneficiary to know that it is Mia who does it, And now he just wanted to test the attitude of his titular father, and now he was quite disappointed.

"What do you know as a little kid?" Azaruddin was almost annoyed.

"The murderer pays for his life, can the father understand? Especially the little slaves. Iftekhar stared coldly at the man in front of him, dropped a sentence and turned around and walked out slowly.

When Pella is brought into the courtyard where Freida lived before her death by several physically strong male slaves, she realizes that after all, many things cannot be hidden.

"I know you're Mia's mother." The little child was holding a pottery doll, the doll was very rough, not even polished, and the surface was covered with large and small concave and convex particles, and it could be seen that the person who made the doll was not an expert, but it is not difficult to see from the fine process of baking that this thing was carefully fired.

"Young Master." Perasser cowered and knelt in front of the child.

"I also know that my mother was killed by you, and her food is made by you." Ifthar's face was expressionless, "Mia is really bold!" ”

"Please forgive her, it's all my own idea." Pera has never been a brave person, and the only courage in this life is to help her daughter murder the mistress, and when it is revealed, she can only lie on the ground and tremble, unable to say more excuses.

"How did you kill my mother, just use the same means to take Mia's life!" The child obviously didn't want to listen to the other party's defense, originally according to his former pirate's idea, it must be to make Mia's life worse than death, the other party cared about Sharuba the most, so he was going to take away all of Sharuba's Qiē He wanted to watch the woman collapse because of the loss of his son, but the history of being a priest made it impossible for him to do anything to a child who didn't know anything, and in the end he chose this way, that is, let Mia pay for her life, and let Pera taste the punishment, although it was too cruel for this woman, But it's much gentler than the way you wanted to slaughter it out at the beginning.

"Young master, I beg you, I beg you!" The poor woman screamed like a battered beast, and she kept kowtowing to the child, her eyes desperate and sad, "The old woman is innocent of death, but Master Sharuba is so young, he can't live without his mother!" …… Young Master, I beg you! ”

"If I'm not mistaken, what Mia wanted to take away was actually me and my mother's life in the first place, do we have anything to be sorry for her?" Iftekhar sneered, reaching out and patting the other man's slumped shoulder, "But don't worry, I won't do anything to Sharuba." ”

It's not that he doesn't see the frightened eyes of the slaves around him, but in this era when the lives of slaves are worse than livestock, he is not worried about them telling the truth.

However, what he didn't expect was that even if he wanted to take Mia's life, it was Sharuba who died in the end!

Pera originally wanted to take poison herself, but she was surrounded by other slaves watching her, and she had to poison the curry lamb that her daughter would never touch on weekdays, after all, people are not as good as heaven, Sharuba is a kind child, he accidentally knew that the slave girl who cooks in the kitchen is his maternal grandmother, and therefore this child tasted the kitchen to visit the woman, but he didn't expect it to be such a mistake, he ate the curry lamb with snake venom clean, and never woke up that night.

The death of her son was like a straw that overwhelmed Mia, who had always had fear in Freida's heart after her death, she did not expect that it was a child who saw through her thoughts, but thought that it was a warning from God, and under the double weight of not being able to tell the public and suffering the pain of losing her child, Mia was finally unable to usher in the arrival of the new year.

In a year, his wife, concubine and son died one after another, even if his heart was as tough as Azaruddin, he could not let go, this strong man fell completely ill after burying his concubine, on the contrary, Ifthar quickly took control of all the slaves in the Commandery's Palace, he went to visit Azaruddin every day, as if he did not know that his existence could only make the man sad, and just when the man was about to get better, he heard the cry of the old servant who was detained in the backyard, and immediately blood rushed to his throat and he was completely unconscious.