Chapter 96: Matricide by One’s Own Hand

“Only a mother who truly cares for her child can be felt in the heart,” Chu Renqing said, pointing to his chest. “My legitimate mother was truly kind, unlike you, who have always been hypocritical! It was you who deceived me back then, stole her personal garments, and caused her harm. And now you still deny it, accusing her of infidelity. It was clearly your scheme, yet she never knew why her personal clothes ended up in another man’s hands.” Chu Renqing’s voice choked with emotion, his eyes bloodshot, overwhelmed by regret. “Both you and I deserve to die; we are the murderers of my legitimate mother! Mother, it is time for you to go down and apologize to her. You have taken her identity and fortune for too long; now it’s time to return them.”

As he spoke, Chu Renqing seemed possessed, stepping closer to the matriarch with a look of liberation in his eyes. When he stopped before her, his gaze was resolute. “Mother, forgive your unfilial son!” With that, he reached out and clutched her neck.

The matriarch would have never imagined that her eldest son would try to strangle her. So when he approached just moments ago, she was utterly unguarded. She couldn’t comprehend it—he was her own flesh and blood. No matter how wrong she had been, she was still his mother. Didn’t he fear divine retribution? Was he not afraid of suffering in hell for eternity? Her heart bled; the ones she cared for most now regarded her as an enemy. Why? Why?

“Eld… Eldest son… I… am your… mother…” she gasped, struggling to awaken his reason.

Neither Shen Zhao nor Chu Mu had expected Chu Renqing to harbor murderous intent toward the wicked woman. They exchanged a glance and hurried forward—the poison woman was not yet to die. Both stepped in; Shen Zhao grabbed Chu Renqing’s hand choking the matriarch, urging, “Big brother, let go.” Chu Mu’s eyes darkened as he watched, wishing Chu Renqing would just finish it and kill her. But he knew if she died now, it would be far too easy for her and would not help clear their mother’s name. It would only worsen matters for the current Shen Zhao. With the court in turmoil and factions stirring, every move was under scrutiny.

Chu Renqing looked at Shen Zhao mournfully, his eyes full of remorse. “Third brother, I was the one who caused the death of my legitimate mother. Today, I return the lives of both the main culprit and myself to you as atonement for my sins. I know my death is not enough; I deserve to die a thousand times over for what I’ve done. But big brother truly cannot bear it anymore. I have lived in regret all these years, not a moment of peace. Let this be the end—let this be the end, Third brother.”

As he spoke, he tightened his grip. The matriarch’s face flushed red and purple, her eyes bulging as she cast a desperate glance at Shen Zhao, silently begging for help. Soon, her eyes rolled back, and her struggles weakened—she was on the verge of death.

Seeing this, Shen Zhao suddenly grabbed Chu Renqing’s arm and pulled back. There was a sharp crack as Chu Renqing’s grip dislocated the matriarch’s arm, and he slackened, sliding off her neck.

The matriarch gasped for breath, never expecting that in her final moments, the only hand extended to her would be from the son of her enemy. No, it was her Mu’er—though the Yu family bore Mu’er, it was she who had raised him. Her fondness for Chu Mu deepened.

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