Ch. 95 - Zhong Yansheng: You deserve it.

The moment the familiar voice fell into his ears, Zhong Yansheng's hair stood on end and he shuddered.

Xiao Wenlan could not even utter a sound. His hands and feet became weak and trembling as he squatted down, holding onto the porch pillar.

The person in front of him was wearing fox fur and was covered in fur. His frightened expression looked like a chubby, furry little tit. Pei Hong looked at his reaction, smiled, and put his hand on his shoulder.

Zhong Yansheng felt goosebumps all over his body. He dodged his hand and quickly looked past him to look behind him for the secret guard following him.

He didn't see the secret guard, but saw someone who looked more familiar.

Zhong Sidu.

Even though he had expected this, Zhong Yansheng was still stunned when he saw Zhong Sidu.

"No need to look for it."

Pei Hong saw his dodging movement, his fingertips paused, and he withdrew his hand. Zhong Sidu followed behind King Jing silently, holding a lantern. In the backlight, Zhong Yansheng could not see Pei Hong's expression.

When he spoke to Zhong Yansheng, his voice was as gentle as ever: "Xiaosheng, if you want them to live, be good."

The warm yellow light projected from Pei Hong's side and fell on Zhong Yansheng's face.

He pursed his lips tightly, looking at Pei Hong and Zhong Sidu without saying a word, with tears or something else in his eyes, flickering with tiny lights. The light fell on such a pair of clear and transparent eyes, and Pei Hong almost immediately looked away.

After a moment, Pei Hong turned back and his sight fell on Xiao Wenlan who was behind Zhong Yansheng. He smiled and said, "Second Young Master Xiao, you are much braver than I thought."

Xiao Wenlan felt a chill on his neck. Pei Hong, who was usually approachable, suddenly became extremely unfamiliar. He shivered and hid behind Zhong Yansheng with his neck shrunk.

Pei Hong was about to ask someone to take Xiao Wenlan away when Zhong Yansheng suddenly leaned sideways and protected Xiao Wenlan tightly behind him.

Pei Hong paused.

The lineage of Prince Ding's Xiao family has always been a headache for the royal family. Pei Hong approached Xiao Wenlan in the past just to see whether he was a real person or not. After more contact, he came to the conclusion that Xiao Wenlan was indeed an unlearned idiot, timid, lazy and greedy.

Even though they are related by blood, Xiao Nong extremely dislikes this cousin who is incapable of accomplishing anything.

For a loser like this, pretending to be drunk today is already the limit of his ability, there is nothing more he can do.

Pei Hong put away his fan, smiled slightly, and said gently: "It's getting late tonight. Xiao Sheng has been busy and tired from presiding over important government affairs for so long. You should take a good rest."

Zhong Yansheng still didn't say anything. After looking at Zhong Sidu for a moment, his eyes fell on Pei Hong and he said softly, "Your Highness Prince Jing."

Pei Hong paused for a moment.

The voice of the young man behind him was very low, light and soft: "I originally believed in you."

“…”

Pei Hong and Zhong Sidu left, but there were many unfamiliar faces outside Lanqing Palace.

Zhong Yansheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It was too cold outside, so he helped Xiao Wenlan, whose hands and feet were weak, into the house and poured him a cup of tea.

Xiao Wenlan took the teacup sluggishly, his mind still in a daze: "Your Highness Prince Jing, has he always been pretending? Why is the young master of Huai'an Marquis here too?!"

Zhong Yansheng looked sullen and poured himself a cup of tea: "I don't know."

On the day when Pei Hong came to help, Zhong Yansheng was very happy and rushed out of the palace to pick up the exhausted Pei Hong.

There was a heated debate in the court, and the ministers all questioned Pei Hong's intentions, and Wei Ling also had doubts.

But in the past half month, Pei Hong had not made any unusual moves. Most of the time, he was drinking and chatting with Xiao Wenlan. He lived a leisurely and carefree life like Xiao Wenlan and never tried to pry into anyone's secrets.

Xiao Wenlan was the type who talked more, the more nervous he got. He drank three cups of tea, but his hands still couldn't help shaking. He said with a pale face, "Young Master Zhong, I met the rebel leader at King Jing's place. He said that you just returned to the capital, and the drowning at Qinxin Garden was premeditated..."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "I know! No wonder the young master of Huai'an Marquis appeared beside King Jing tonight, they, they are in the same group!"

That time at Qinxin Garden, no one saw clearly how Zhong Yansheng fell into the lake.

Everyone was drunk. If King Jing had not rescued Zhong Yansheng in the end, he would probably have died.

If Zhong Yansheng had died at that time, Zhong Sidu could have returned to the Marquis' Mansion smoothly without any obstacles. After the most powerful Prince De was dealt with, there would not be another troublesome former Crown Prince.

Even now, Xiao Wenlan is still shocked when he thinks of this.

He patted his chest to comfort himself. After a long while without hearing Zhong Yansheng's answer, he turned his head in confusion: "Young Prince, aren't you surprised?"

Zhong Yansheng's expression became even more depressed: "Yeah."

On New Year's Eve, Zhong Sidu came to the palace with a food box and told Zhong Yansheng that King Jing was in the palace and he could not say more, and left the note again.

Man is a prisoner in his own little world. When a letter from afar comes to his door, the first thing he sheds is tears.

Zhong Yansheng's first reaction was to ask someone to check on Xiao Wenlan, and then he remembered this name.

The mysterious Mr. Qiulan, who was sent by Prince An to serve as an aide to Prince De and eventually caused Prince De to suffer a serious setback.

Mr. Qiulan disappeared after Prince De was imprisoned, and all clues were cut off.

Afterwards, Prince An was brought up for questioning, revealing the horrific scars on his body. He told them that Mr. Qiulan was a person who also hated Prince De and wanted to avenge his family , so Prince An helped and arranged Mr. Qiulan to be with Prince De.

Zhong Sidu shouldn't know about Mr. Qiulan's affairs.

But he knew.

Sidu is to cross the water, and Qiulan is to imprison the water.

Only then did Zhong Yansheng vaguely understand why the reinforcements from Taiyuan took so long to arrive.

Zhong Sidu is Mr. Qiulan.

He...did not send the letter for help to Taiyuan.

No wonder Zhong Sidu seemed to be hesitant to speak every time he saw him, wanting to say something but unable to, looking like he was worried about something.

So Zhong Yansheng immediately wrote two secret letters, one to Taiyuan for help and the other to Mobei.

When solving the riddle, Zhong Yansheng's first reaction was that Zhong Sidu and Prince An were mixed up, but when writing the letter, he remembered more things.

Zhong Sidu was very afraid of King Jing, but he had already come to Zhong Yansheng to reveal his identity, so why should he be afraid of King Jing who was on the same side as Zhong Yansheng?

Unless King Jing and Zhong Yansheng are not on the same side.

How did Zhong Sidu know that there was something wrong with King Jing?

...Because there is someone else working with him.

The next day, Zhong Yansheng became even more convinced when he learned that the carrier pigeons had been shot and the few remaining pigeons in the pigeon cage had been poisoned to death.

Zhong Sidu said that he learned about his identity after "meeting someone" after taking the college entrance examination. Zhong Yansheng heard from the Huai'an Marquis and his wife that Zhong Sidu was recognized by an academician who valued talent.

The words "Xue Zheng" are not hot to the mouth, and there is no need for Zhong Sidu to be secretive about who the person is, as he left such a deep impression on him.

When rumors about the real and fake princes spread in the capital, Zhong Yansheng guessed that it was Zhong Sidu who did it, but he didn't say it out loud.

Now think about it, Zhong Sidu had just returned to Beijing at that time, how could he have the ability to spread rumors that even the Marquis of Huai'an couldn't suppress?

During the days when he sneaked to Changliu Villa, one day when he secretly took a shortcut back to the yard, he saw Zhong Sidu seemed to be talking to someone, but he was frightened by the ghost-filled path at that time and did not pay much attention to it.

There was also the time when they went hunting in Yannan Mountain. He was so sleepy that he fell asleep as soon as he got on King Jing's carriage. He heard King Jing seemed to be talking to someone.

After returning from suppressing the bandits, King Jing took him out of the palace to relax. When he left, he vaguely saw Zhong Sidu following someone hurriedly to the restaurant.

The more Zhong Yansheng thought about it, the heavier his heart felt, and he felt indescribably confused.

He actually felt that Pei Hong's timely arrival was strange.

But His Royal Highness Prince Jing has always been a good person, and Zhong Yansheng has never sensed any malice from him. He has also witnessed many tragedies caused by the old emperor's suspicion, so in the end he chose to believe Pei Hong.

Whenever those vague doubts came to his mind, and then he looked at Pei Hong who cared about him, Zhong Yansheng would feel guilty.

Pei Hong always acted like a good brother and cared about him sincerely.

He is still a little confused. Did Pei Hong really care about him in the past, or did he just want to control the imperial city and use him to threaten Xiao Nong?

If it is the latter, then since he returned to the capital, have all the actions of King Jing to get close to him been just for today?

But at that time he was just the young master of Huai'an Marquis’ Mansion. If Zhong Sidu had not come back, rumors about the real and fake princes would have spread in the city, and the old emperor would not have suspected him for a while.

When did King Jing know that he was a descendant of the previous crown prince?

Zhong Yansheng suddenly remembered something and reached out to touch the back of his neck.

After the mother Gu was removed, the small petal mark on the back of his neck faded, and Xiao Nong's love for his skin seemed to have returned, and he always liked to hold it in his mouth and bite it.

When he brought Pei Hong back to the Marquis' Mansion when he was a child, he cherished this little playmate very much. He stuck to Pei Hong every day, eating and living with Pei Hong.

It was probably at that time that Pei Hong discovered the mark on his neck.

If Pei Hong grew up and heard about the poison from the old emperor or people around the old emperor, and discovered the existence of Zhong Sidu, the real prince, and then discovered his identity... it would be very reasonable.

The old emperor doted on the late crown prince so much back then, and Prince An had gotten along with the late crown prince before. He was wary of the late crown prince and his descendants, so it was not impossible for him to get rid of him directly.

Just like the old emperor was obsessed with Crown Prince Kangwen, which brought disaster to those around him and future generations, how could someone who was so similar to the old emperor tolerate any possibility of him having met the late crown prince?

Zhong Sidu had just returned at that time, so it was normal for him to hate him and want to get rid of him.

What about King Jing?

That day in Qinxin Garden, was it Prince Jing, Prince An, or Zhong Sidu who pushed him from behind?

On the night of the palace riot, what Prince An said in front of Zhong Yansheng and Xiao Nong must have been a mixture of truth and falsehood, seven parts true and three parts false. If it was all lies, he would not be able to fool them.

Now recalling, it is true that Prince An was abused by Prince De and his mother, it is true that no assassin was sent, the matter of Mr. Qiulan is false, and it is difficult to say whether the matter of Wuxiang is true or false.

Therefore, the last group of assassins who came to Chunfeng Valley to kill him and Xiao Nong were sent by King Jing.

There are also Qinxin Garden and Yannan Mountain, who want to kill him every time.

Zhong Yansheng's stomach was churning violently and he covered his lower abdomen. A thin layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, wetting his drooping long eyelashes. His eye sockets were slightly red, making his face look even paler.

He was really, really sad.

If only his brother was by his side.

Xiao Nong would definitely hug him and comfort him, and tell him that he would kill anyone who dared to bully him.

Xiao Wenlan was at a loss, and seeing him like this, he was so scared that he hurriedly served tea and water and handed over a handkerchief: "Your Highness, Your Highness, are you okay?"

Zhong Yansheng waved his hands and leaned weakly on the table: "There is still breath left, Second Young Master Xiao."

Xiao Wenlan also leaned on the table, looking worried: "What should I do? Prince Jing and Prince An are in the same group."

He thought of what Prince An said at noon about "forbidden food" and other things, and then looked at the pale face of the young man opposite him. He choked for a moment and did not tell Zhong Yansheng what he said. He only said: "Fortunately, they don't seem to have any conflicts, and the alliance is not solid, otherwise the capital would fall tomorrow..."

Zhong Yansheng lowered his eyelashes and listened to him babble. Suddenly, he asked in confusion, "Why are Prince Jing and Prince An involved together?"

It seems that King Jing is not willing to be under someone else, and it is even more impossible for King An to endure for so many years. If these two people cooperate now, won’t they still fight each other in the end?

Xiao Wenlan said in a daze: "Prince An...ah, is that Prince An? He had such a low profile before that I even forgot what he looked like...I remember Prince An seemed to have said to Prince Jing, 'Don't forget who you are'..."

Zhong Yansheng blinked his eyes, and couldn't help but think of the night of the palace riot, when Prince An said before he left for the last time, "When my eighth brother was born, it was suspected that his blood was impure."

Now that I think about it, Prince An would not say this for no reason.

There was a severe drought in the capital that year. Not only was the newly born Pei Hong sent out of the palace, but even King Jing's mother was forced to go to Qianyin Temple to practice asceticism.

Pei Hong never mentioned his mother, so much so that Zhong Yansheng always forgot that his mother was still practicing in the temple.

If Prince Jing's bloodline is impure, the consequences... will be terrible. No one can escape, including him and his mother. What's more, he is the one favored by the old emperor.

But this is just a guess. Pei Hong has already lost Zhong Yansheng's trust, and Prince An had little trust in him from the beginning.

Seeing Zhong Yansheng still lost in thought, Xiao Wenlan reached out and poked his arm, saying with a bitter face: "Young prince, don't learn from my brother and keep everything to yourself. Please talk to me for a while. I'm almost scared to death. I don't know what the situation is outside. Will we be greeted with two cups of poisoned wine tomorrow morning..."

Zhong Yansheng shook his head and explained seriously to Xiao Wenlan who was confused about the situation: "No, even if they capture the capital, it will be difficult for them to defend it if my brother comes back, so they will leave us behind to threaten my brother."

It was only after Zhong Sidu reminded him that Zhong Yansheng realized with a cold sweat that there was a reason why the rebels had not launched a general attack and King Jing had not taken any action after entering the capital.

They were afraid of the military power in Xiao Nong's hands, and their original goal was not to capture the capital.

Zhong Sidu's first sentence "A man is in his own world" was also reminding him that the entire capital city had become a huge cage under the siege of the rebels and King Jing's personal soldiers.

He and Xiao Wenlan, the two people who had the closest relationship with Xiao Nong, were imprisoned in the capital.

The capital city had been under siege for so many days, and Xiao Nong was deep in the grassland, so he was delayed in getting the news, but he should have received the news.

But the situation in the capital could not be spread out.

If Xiao Nong rushed back with the Black Armored Army now, he would be in the light while King Jing and King An would be in the dark, and their movements would be tracked, making it very easy for them to suffer losses.

And there are also him and Xiao Wenlan as threats.

Zhong Yansheng originally wanted to negotiate with King Jing for a while longer, avoid a falling out, and delay time as much as possible.

Unfortunately, they still fell out today.

Pei Hong did it on purpose.

Xiao Wenlan was so familiar with him, how could he not tell whether Xiao Wenlan was really drunk or just pretending to be drunk.

"Huh? Threatening my brother?"

Xiao Wenlan became more and more uneasy after hearing what Zhong Yansheng said: "What should I do? I, I can't hold my brother back anymore, or I'll just find a beam and hang myself."

Zhong Yansheng's bad mood for the past few days was diluted by Xiao Wenlan, and he sincerely praised: "Second Young Master Xiao, you are really very promising."

Xiao Wenlan lowered his head in shame. After his emotions went through ups and downs, he gradually became tired and muttered, "I am a member of the Xiao family after all..."

"Don't worry." Zhong Yansheng said after a long while, his eyes firm and his voice very softly, "I won't let you hang yourself."

No one knew how many secret guards Zhong Yansheng had around him. On the day he discovered that all the carrier pigeons were dead, he dismissed some of the secret guards around him and accelerated the search for the underground secret passages in the palace.

You also need a map of the secret passage.

I don’t know if the map is still in the hands of the old emperor. It will be troublesome if the old emperor gives it to King Jing.

Now surrounded outside the Lanqing Palace, Zhong Yansheng estimated that he had no chance to force the old emperor to hand over the map, and sighed regretfully.

After that night, indeed, no two cups of poisoned wine were delivered, but instead the meal was delivered in an orderly manner.

As soon as he saw the dishes, Zhong Yansheng recognized them as the signature dish of the Gusu Restaurant that Pei Hong had taken him to.

“…”

Zhong Yansheng frowned, not understanding Pei Hong's intention.

He clearly wanted to kill him so many times, why did he keep regretting it? Why did he always smile and call himself "Brother King Jing" in front of him and do all these unnecessary things?

He was full of doubts and wanted to question Pei Hong in person, but he didn't know whether Pei Hong was avoiding him or what, and he didn't show up for several days.

Zhong Yansheng and Xiao Wenlan were trapped in Lanqing Palace and couldn't get out. They had no appetite and would only eat a few bites when they were extremely hungry.

As a result, the meals delivered to Lanqing Palace every day became more and more exquisite, and were all his favorites in the past.

Zhong Yansheng was originally mostly confused and sad, and this time he was a little angry.

Why trap him in the palace, hold him in check, and pretend to be nice to him? Are you treating him like a bird in a cage?

But Pei Hong never showed up.

On the fourth day, an expected person showed up first.

Prince An led his men into the Lanqing Palace. His expression had lost its usual low-key and silent style, and he could not hide his pride. When he saw Zhong Yansheng, he raised his hand and said to him, "Nephew, please leave."

When he saw that it was Prince An who came, Zhong Yansheng's heart skipped a beat and he felt a little uneasy.

But Xiao Wenlan was even more uneasy than him. He could only try his best to maintain a calm expression, signaling Xiao Wenlan not to worry, then lowered his head and followed Prince An out of Lanqing Palace.

Zhong Yansheng knew very well that Prince An would not kill him.

"It's true, things change over time."

Perhaps because the situation is different now, Prince An no longer hides his feelings. His eyes are sharp and shining, and he is very sentimental: "The last time we met, I was held hostage by the Black Armor Guards."

Zhong Yansheng pursed his lips and said, "I don't understand. You have already whipped the corpse of King De, why would the remnants of King De be willing to cooperate with you?"

He had beautiful and soft features, and looked non-aggressive. Because he had been living insecurely these past few days, he had lost some weight, and his face looked sickly. His voice was soft and hoarse, and he looked non-threatening or scheming.

A proud and complacent person, facing such a loser, would naturally not hesitate to answer. Prince An put his hands behind his back and smiled slightly: "Prince De is an incurable fool. How can the people under him be smart?"

Prince An had been following Prince De obediently for many years and knew very well who his subordinates were. After taking Prince De's body away, he had people convey completely opposite information to Prince De's remnants.

The news received by the remnants of Prince De was that Zhong Yansheng and Xiao Nong refused to release Prince De's body and wanted to grind it into dust, so Prince An endured the humiliation and had to put on a show of dragging Prince De's body away in a carriage in order to preserve the body.

It was obvious that Prince An was venting his anger by whipping the corpse every night, and the news that reached the remnants of Prince De became "Xiao Nong sent people to keep an eye on Prince An, and Prince An had no choice but to do so."

Zhong Yansheng was stunned. He never expected that Prince An could confuse right and wrong like this. He opened his mouth blankly, finding it absurd and funny.

While Prince An was whipping Prince De's corpse, he also gained support from Prince De's remnants.

If Prince De knew about this, given his violent temper, he would probably get so angry that he would pretend to be dead and strangle Prince An to death.

As they were talking, Zhong Yansheng realized that Prince An had brought him to the Yangxin Palace.

He had a strange premonition in his heart: "Your Majesty is awake?"

Prince An did not answer and stepped into the old emperor's bedroom.

Although it was Prince An and Prince Jing's turn to be in power in the palace, they did not seem to have much father-son affection with the old emperor. Tian Xi was still the only one in the Yangxin Palace, and the old emperor was still festering and stinking.

When Zhong Yansheng met the old emperor's gray eyes, he saw the old emperor cough a few times, revealing a strange smile, and spoke vaguely: "I, said that you would be the most suitable burial object for me..."

Zhong Yansheng was frightened by his gaze and could not help but take a step back. At this moment, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside. Pei Hong, who had not been seen for a few days, strode in. He glanced at Zhong Yansheng who was safe and sound, seemed relieved, and shook his fan with a smile that did not reach his eyes: "Fourth brother, you took him away without saying hello, isn't it a bit too much."

Prince An had anticipated Pei Hong's return. Hearing what he said, he smiled sarcastically. Without saying anything, he turned to look at the old emperor, his confidence growing stronger. "Father, the position of crown prince has not been decided for many years. It's time to decide now."

After hearing this, Zhong Yansheng finally understood why Prince An brought him here.

His father was the former crown prince, and he and his father were probably both thorns in Prince An's eyes. Naturally, Prince An would deliberately call all those who were qualified to sit in front of him and let the old emperor choose the crown prince.

He was full of confidence and felt that what he had done had met the old emperor's standards for an heir.

After years of keeping a low profile and enduring all kinds of hardships, Prince An is now in power and is extremely excited. The arrogance in his eyes and eyebrows is almost catching up with that of Prince De.

Even worse.

Pei Hong just narrowed his eyes when he heard this, without saying anything, and walked to Zhong Yansheng.

Zhong Yansheng moved aside silently.

Pei Hong moved closer to him again.

Zhong Yansheng moved to the side again.

Pei Hong was silent for a moment and no longer tried to get close to Zhong Yansheng.

Tian Xi stood beside the bed with his head lowered. The room was silent for a moment. The old emperor's gloomy gaze shifted from Zhong Yansheng to Prince An, and then slowly looked at Pei Hong.

Prince An suddenly felt something was wrong.

"The crown prince, of course, should be appointed."

The old emperor's voice was filled with heavy gasps and coughs, and every word was laborious: "Pass it on, I will orally order that a hundred years later..."

Even though the old emperor no longer has much say, he is still the emperor after all. If he formally issues an edict of succession and stamps it with the seal, then everyone else will be accused of having come to the throne illegitimately.

Zhong Yansheng felt his heart inexplicably hanging as he listened to the old emperor's difficult words. Prince An's breathing became heavier and he stared at the old emperor.

"Li, King Jing Pei Hong..."

Prince An's face completely darkened, and he interrupted the old emperor: "Your Majesty, please think carefully about who to appoint as the emperor?"

Although the old emperor's voice was hoarse, his tone was steady as he continued, "Prince Jing, if you want to ascend the throne, you must let the crown prince be buried with me."

Zhong Yansheng suddenly clenched the small dagger in his sleeve and looked at Pei Hong in surprise.

After his rage, Prince An suddenly laughed out loud: "Ha, Prince De is a decoy, and I am also a decoy? You... Your Majesty, you really like your little son!"

The old emperor looked calm and peaceful, with the same kind smile as before, but its reflection on his now skinny and twitching face made people feel cold in their hearts.

Prince An smiled twice, then suddenly turned cold: "Old man, you are shameless. Do you think you are still the noble emperor? Do you want me to tell you what kind of person you like?"

Pei Hong closed his fan with an indifferent expression. His demeanor was almost exactly the same as when he was drunk a few days ago. He had no intention of stopping Prince An from speaking.

The smile on the old emperor's lips gradually faded, and he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

"Don't you think about how old you are and how old my good eighth brother is?" Prince An had completely lost his previous low-key demeanor, and every word he said was filled with deep malice. "How can you have the ability to give birth? The concubine in the palace is very lonely."

The old emperor's gray eyes gradually became bloodshot, and he looked suddenly at Pei Hong.

Prince An sneered as he spoke: "Why do you think that Taoist priest advised you to send the Eighth Prince out of the palace and asked you to send Concubine Li to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures? Of course he was afraid that you would find out and kill all his clans!"

"Why do you think you didn't find out? Of course it's because your good servant Tian Xi accepted the favor of Lipin and colluded with that quack to conceal the truth and used all kinds of tricks to eliminate your suspicion."

"And that Wu Xiang who has tortured you for so long, who do you think offered it to you in the first place? Of course it was your good son!"

With every word he spoke, the old emperor's face turned redder. He raised his skinny fingers tremblingly and pointed at Pei Hong. He made a strange hoarse sound from his throat and his eyes seemed to pop out of his sunken eye sockets.

King Jing had a calm expression and looked back at the old emperor calmly without saying a word.

"You suspected that your eldest brother was not your biological son, but you didn't expect that your youngest son, who you had high hopes for, was not your biological son."

Prince An's tone suddenly changed, revealing a sinister smile, and he lowered his body, "I can forgive your old confusion. Father, you should have an idea of ​​who should be made the crown prince, right?"

The old emperor's bloodshot eyes almost bulged out as he stared at Prince An.

In his life, he forced his first wife and eldest son to death, married his third daughter off to a distant place, and drove his fifth son crazy, imitating his eldest brother's palace incest.

Only now did he learn that Tian Xi had betrayed him long ago, that his youngest son was not his biological son, that his grandson stood at a distance with his hands in his pockets, and that his fourth son had lost his previous fearful and respectful demeanor and was pressing forward step by step.

The old emperor's voice became increasingly hoarse, and he finally couldn't help but speak. Blood and phlegm spurted out of his throat, splashing all over Prince An's face. His eyes became unfocused, but he still stared at the person in front of him.

Prince An's mumbling voice suddenly stopped.

Tian Xi was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward to feel the old emperor's breath. After a while, he put down his finger. The old eunuch was sweating profusely, and his shrill voice was trembling: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has passed away!"

Zhong Yansheng tilted his head to look over there, but Pei Hong raised his hand to block his view: "...Don't look."

Zhong Yansheng looked at him and said nothing.

King Jing might have thought that he would be scared when he saw these things, but in fact he was not scared at all. He was very brave.

However, no one expected that the old emperor did not die of illness, but was angered to death by Prince An and Prince Jing.

You deserve it.

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