Xiao Ding was just a frail scholar, he couldn't withstand such a fatal blow to the neck. He first fell into a coma and then died on the cold hay in the stable.,The little servant was indignant, and Xiao Quan's eyes grew cold when he heard it. He let out a cold snort.,"If it weren't for my grandfather forcing you to be this useless son-in-law, you wouldn't even be able to step into the Qin residence!"。