Xie Heng, the most powerful prime minister of the Yan Dynasty, was decisive and ruthless in killing, and the civil and military officials in the dynasty were frightened to see him.
One day, this powerful minister known as the "Living King of Hell" retrieved a three-day-old baby from a ruined temple.
From then on, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion - and even the entire court, changed.
When the baby is hungry, the prime minister personally tests the temperature of the milk; when the baby is sleepy, the memorial fan is gently shaken; when the baby cries, all the six ministers are silent.
What's even more outrageous is——
There seems to be a mystery to this little kid's baby talk?
"Err-" (Translation: The man in the red robe is lying.)
"Ah wu wu——" (Translation: Dad, the man on the left has a knife hidden in his sleeve.)
"——" (Translation: Mom is so beautiful, daddy, hurry up and chase her!)
Manchu Wenwu: "... Prime Minister, are you sure you understand?"
Xie Heng's expression remained unchanged and he hugged his son tightly: "The son of the truth told me that you are guilty."
Everyone: "???"
And the woman who desperately wanted to get her child back stepped closer to the iron-clad heart of this powerful minister.
She said: "Give me my son back."
He said: "Yours? Where's the evidence? What's true is what is true."
She said: "..."
The baby made a babble and stretched out its chubby hands toward both of them——
"I want my father! I want my mother too!"
