"You'll see your mother soon."
"My mother only has one son, and if I die, she won't survive either..." Zhao Yao said pitifully, "My father has many wives, and he doesn't like my mother. I am my mother's hope for survival; if I die, she can't live..."
Ling Qiao knew about Lady Liang and the situation with the Tenth Prince. He deliberately asked, "Does your father really dislike your mother and you so much?"
"My father has too many women and sons; my mother and I are not noticeable, and he often forgets about us." Zhao Yao said while lying on the bed, intentionally revealing his family's situation to Li Qiao. "My family is relatively wealthy; my eldest and second brothers are fighting over the inheritance..."
What Zhao Yao described was just as Li Qiao knew.
"Why don't you go and fight for the inheritance?"
"Huh, me?" Zhao Yao pointed to himself incredulously, "Brother Jiao, do you think I can fight for the inheritance?"
