Forcing me to become a concubine? Remarrying the Ninth Prince, she'll be pregnant all over the

That was a startling remark.

The old princes were all startled and broke out in a cold sweat. They hurriedly knelt down and bowed their heads, saying, "Your Majesty, the old prince De is old and senile. His words were offensive and he asked for your forgiveness."

The Emperor's face was ashen, and he barely managed to speak before the old Prince De, who had difficulty recognizing people, blurted out, "How many years have you been searching? Why haven't you made any progress yet?"

"That was your eldest brother's only offspring, the legitimate eldest son of the direct line. He was made crown prince at birth, but he died at the tender age of three..."

"What the old prince says is true." The emperor interrupted impatiently in a deep voice, his breathing disordered with anger. Even after taking several sips of tea served by Hua Niansan, he couldn't suppress his coughing. He was about to say something more when his vision was filled with a sea of ​​blood...

That was the second year of his rebellion. He finally got a golden opportunity. He allied with the barbarians, caused chaos from both inside and outside, and attacked from both sides. He also instigated assassins to carry out the assassination. Emperor Jing was seriously injured during the campaign and died from his injuries.

The morale of the army was thrown into chaos, and the whole country was in turmoil.

The emperor, seizing the opportunity, launched a surprise attack, marching his troops north to the capital, where he besieged and forced the emperor to abdicate. Empress Xiaowen was only nineteen years old that year, and she was just about to contact her ministers to assist her three-year-old son in ascending the throne when she was besieged and forced to abdicate.

The current empress is forcing Empress Xiaowen to make a choice: whether to prolong her life and kneel to welcome the new emperor into the city with the ceremony of leading a sheep out of the palace, or to follow the late emperor and die to save her young child's life.

What choice could Empress Xiaowen make? She had just lost her husband, her young child was too young, the court was in turmoil, wars were breaking out everywhere, and the people were suffering. She had no choice but to sacrifice herself to save her child and bring peace to the common people.

But Empress Xiaowen had just entrusted her relatives to take care of the Crown Prince and protect the direct line of kin, and then she committed suicide to die for the emperor. The emperor trampled over the corpses of thousands of people and stormed into the palace in a bloody manner, and with one stroke, he slashed the Crown Prince.

It struck the chest and spread down to the abdomen.

The three-year-old crown prince was no match for the injury and immediately fainted. The emperor wanted to eliminate the threat completely, so the imperial relatives came to inquire about the situation.

The emperor framed the attendant, but the crown prince also disappeared shortly afterward, his fate unknown.

More than twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. If the crown prince were still alive, he would be twenty-seven years old now. The imperial relatives have always been concerned about him and have been urging the emperor, both openly and secretly, to send people to search for him.

Would the emperor really send someone to look for him? Even if he did, how could he be allowed to live again?

"What the old prince said is also important. I... cough cough, I don't blame him, and you don't need to plead for him."

The emperor coughed, feeling a tightness in his chest, and forced himself to suppress his thoughts. He then looked at Wei Wujiu: "Speaking of this, I asked you to find the former crown prince. You've been working on it for years, but you've dragged your feet and made no progress. Wei Wujiu, do you think I'm senile?"

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger."

Wei Wujiu's cold and deep voice was as always, but for some reason, he felt a faint itch and pain in the old wound that stretched from his chest to his abdomen. His shadowy eyes also revealed a cold ferocity: "This humble subject is incompetent and has failed in his duties."

Several old princes sighed deeply, and one of them asked, "Not even a single clue? Back then, Tai... no, Shen Chengji was only three years old when he was seriously injured and lost. How could there be absolutely no leads?"

Shen Chengji was the son of the former Emperor Jing and Empress Xiaowen. As the eldest son of the legitimate wife, he was appointed Crown Prince upon birth.

He is appointed in the name of Heaven to govern the country and its people.

His name itself reflects the high hopes his father and mother had for him.

Wei Wujiu closed his eyes in anguish, trying his best to suppress the agitation in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Reporting to Prince Yu, the palace servants who secretly transferred Shen Chengji away in the palace back then have been arrested and interrogated. No other related persons have been missed. There are a total of fifteen people. Among them, nine committed suicide to keep the secret, two went mad and died, and the remaining four had already died back then."

"this……"

The old princes were dumbfounded.

"How come they're all dead? Does that mean there's no way to continue the search?"

Wei Wujiu bowed his head in distress: "Your humble servant is incompetent. I have tried every possible method to find it, but all attempts have come to nothing."

The emperor was finally somewhat satisfied. It was no wonder that he valued Wei Wujiu so much, as his actions and words always pleased him. He pretended to reprimand Wei Wujiu, fined him three months' salary, and then dismissed him.

The remaining old princes had no other choice but to try to reason with the emperor again. Seeing that the emperor looked terrible and was breathing unsteadily, the old princes knelt down to pay their respects, and Hua Ershisan immediately summoned the imperial physician.

Despite his illness, the emperor managed to preside over the palace banquet, but soon could no longer continue and had to be helped back to the palace. The princes rushed to attend to him.

After the palace banquet ended, Wei Wujiu first accompanied the Sixth Prince to attend to his illness, and then returned to Chentingxuan. It was already 7 PM.

He was in a bad mood and didn't want to disturb Jiang Fulu too much, so he took a bath, changed his clothes, and went straight to the study.

As night fell and candlelight flickered, he stood by the window, his weary mind swirling with images of raging seas of blood and overwhelming hatred.

"Mother...Mother! Don't abandon your child..."

"My son, don't cry. Your mother will follow your father first. You must take good care of yourself, grow up quickly, and remember that this throne is your destiny, something your father and great-grandfather fought and struggled for for you generation after generation!"

"Your maternal grandfather's family of eighteen fought on the battlefield, only to be tragically slaughtered by this traitorous Shen family. Never forget this blood debt. When you grow up, you must do your best to ascend to the throne..."

"Your father and mother's spirits in heaven will protect and watch over you... Your name was given to you by your father, so today your mother will be disrespectful and give you a courtesy name, which will be... Wujiu, so that my son may be free from illness, harm, mistakes and misfortunes."

"Mother, please don't..."

"Guards! Take the Crown Prince back to the palace and invite the princes and other members of the imperial family!"

……

After that parting, the Empress Dowager hanged herself, and the Emperor's body was not yet cold.

At the age of three, when she could barely walk steadily and speak fluently, she fell from the heights of the clouds into the mire of hell.

Jiang Fulu obeyed without disturbing Lin Wantang, but after bathing and resting, she listened to the sounds outside the palace. She then put on an outer robe and strolled out, braving the still-falling snowflakes, to the study's entrance: "Eunuch, has the Commander returned?"

"Oh dear, miss, what's wrong with you...?"

Jiang Fulu paused, then hesitated helplessly and said, "The master has returned, but for some reason he seems to be in a very bad mood. Miss, if you want to go in, please forgive him if he says anything unpleasant, considering how much he usually dotes on you."

Lin Wantang was taken aback. When the palace banquet ended, she clearly heard people say that the Crown Prince had offended the taboo this time and suffered a great setback. How could Wei Wujiu be implicated?

Feeling uneasy with worry, she nodded to Jiang Fulu, then knocked on the door and entered. The word "Commander" was barely in her throat when she heard an angry shout: "Get out!"

"Jiang Fulu, what are you good for? Get out!"

The rebuke stopped abruptly, and Wei Wujiu turned around and saw that the person who had entered was Lin Wantang.