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

Shen Huai'an thought he had seen through her heart, and pondered with a smile in his eyes.

"Want me to spare you? It's not impossible."

He didn't mention the conditions, but first took the cup of tea with one hand, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

Completely absorbed in capturing Lin Wantang and having her under his thumb, Shen Huai'an regained his beauty effortlessly, and he was very satisfied and content.

Completely unaware, Lin Wantang subtly curled her lips.

The plan has been finalized.

If the emperor could disregard the bond between ruler and subject and use poison to control and restrain Wei Wujiu and Lin Rucong, why couldn't she do the opposite and use the same method to poison her son?

After all, when it comes to using poison, Lin Wantang is second to none!

Shen Huai'an tossed aside the empty teacup, then slowly walked towards Lin Wantang, about to grab her and kiss her, his long-suppressed desire and restlessness finally ignited.

He knew he really missed her.

As a high-ranking official and the heir apparent, he could easily obtain any woman he desired. However, people are not all the same. Even if there were women whose appearance and demeanor were somewhat similar to hers, their personalities and character were vastly different from hers, and their habits and hobbies were not to his liking. No one was her, and no one resembled her.

Only her...

Even if Shen Huai'an didn't want to admit it, and never mentioned it to anyone, he knew perfectly well that only Lin Wantang was the one who best suited his heart, the one who could most easily stir his emotions, make him infatuated, and make him forget everything else...

But his outstretched hand missed its mark.

For a moment, Shen Huai'an was slightly taken aback, but Lin Wantang had already taken a few steps back, deliberately creating a great distance between them. She gave a slight, cold bow and said, "Your Highness, it's getting late. Please rest."

Not wanting to pretend anymore, Lin Wantang turned around coldly and walked out.

Shen Huai'an was left completely bewildered and surprised. After a moment of hesitation, he took long strides to catch up with her and stop her, but Lin Wantang, who was already on guard, turned around and slapped him across the face!

The palace servants attending to the outer hall were shocked and horrified when they heard the noise.

"Your Highness, please have some self-respect. I am already a married woman. I believe in propriety, righteousness, and a sense of shame. I hope Your Highness will not overstep these boundaries..."

Before Lin Wantang could finish her cold words, Shen Huai'an grabbed her wrist, looking at her with disbelief and suspicion: "Self-respect? Morality and shame? You're still married?"

The string of words made Shen Huai'an feel so absurd that he wanted to throw his head back and laugh, but he couldn't laugh at all. His gloomy expression only deepened: "Do you want to hear what you're saying, Lin Wantang?"

"You come to see me in the middle of the night, isn't it just because you despise that castrated dog and want to get close to me? What did you just say? What did you beg me for? Have you forgotten it all so quickly?"

Shen Huai'an even suspected that the tea Lin Wantang had just drunk with him might have been some kind of evil magic potion of forgetfulness, which could make her act like a completely different person in an instant!

"What did I say?" Lin Wantang feigned ignorance, clearly trying to annoy him. "This humble woman has a poor memory; perhaps Your Highness could offer some guidance?"

"you!"

Lin Wantang stood outside the bedroom door, with a huge outer hall to the side, filled with kneeling palace servants. She was certain that Shen Huai'an would not bring up Lin Yasong's matter again in front of so many people.

After all, this was the only trump card he possessed that could hold her hostage.

If this is said lightly and gets out, given the emperor's suspicious nature, he could use this as an excuse to punish the Lin family, and also charge Shen Huai'an with intentionally deceiving the emperor and failing to report it!

"Are you crazy?!"

Shen Huai'an gritted his teeth in frustration and tightened his grip on Lin Wantang's wrist. He waved his hand to dismiss all the palace servants in the outer hall and tried to pull her into the bedchamber, but suddenly he saw her stand on tiptoe and lean closer to him to say something.

With just one sentence, Shen Huai'an was not only stunned, but also allowed her to push his hand away and withdraw it. He gave a perfunctory greeting and left.

Her words were cold, yet crystal clear: "Shen Huai'an, do you know what we went through in our past lives?"

These few words reveal a myriad of truths.

Shen Huai'an had his doubts. He had been reborn in a daze and woke up on his wedding day. He thought everything would repeat itself like in his previous life, but Lin Wantang publicly resisted and insisted on breaking off the engagement.

At that time, he suspected that she might have been reborn as well.

Otherwise, how could this be...?

But he also hoped it wasn't true. On one hand, the idea of ​​rebirth was too far-fetched. On the other hand, he thought about what she had experienced in her previous life... it was too cruel and too painful. He really didn't want her to be a vengeful demon who crawled out of a sea of ​​blood like him in her previous life.

In his heart, Lin Wantang was always the best, but her personality was too strong, and she was only responsive to gentle persuasion. He wanted to have a good start and new experiences with her in this hard-won rebirth.

What's happening now is useless. Once he ascends the throne, he'll have plenty of ways to force or coerce her. If she's sensible and can win his favor, he's willing to share the throne with her and make her his empress.

It doesn't matter that she can't have children.

He could adopt all his children with the concubines in the harem, and everyone would respectfully call her Empress Dowager.

He enjoyed the throne, she was the empress, a life of glory and boundless blessings... This was the future he had envisioned for her, but today, Lin Wantang shattered all his plans and aspirations with a single, casual remark.

Everything is impossible now.

Just like the question she had asked him earlier: "Can we go back to the way things were before?"

The answer is clear: it's impossible now.

Bearing the grudges of two lifetimes, the two will not even be enemies anymore, but only... adversaries.

Shen Huai'an was in so much pain that his heart felt like it was being torn apart, as if it were being stabbed with a knife. Yet he also felt absurdly laughing, laughing without any real feeling, laughing with tears in his eyes, laughing with excruciating pain in his heart and lungs, as if his bones were being slowly sliced ​​apart.

As he laughed, his blood surged, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Li Fuhai was so shocked that he forgot to offer any words of comfort and rushed to help Shen Huai'an: "Your Highness! What happened? Quickly summon the imperial physician!"

The poison was circulating silently within his body, flowing through the eight extraordinary meridians, subtly concealed by the surging blood and qi.

The imperial physician was summoned in a great hurry, but after taking the pulse several times, he could not find any problem.

In the end, Judge Liu, still frowning, could only say that it was due to pent-up emotions and poor blood circulation, and prescribed a remedy.

Li Fuhai instructed someone to prepare the medicine, then bowed to the bedside. Seeing that Shen Huai'an's breathing was unstable and his body was burning with heat, he had some doubts, but he still hurriedly sent someone to summon Cuihe to serve him in bed.

"Do you know... how I died in my past life?"

Shen Huai'an stared dazedly at the woman who had moved closer, vaguely recognizing her as Lin Wantang. He leaned down and gripped her neck tightly: "It's because of you, Tang'er. You still say you haven't wronged me? I lost my life for you..."

The night was chaotic, and the next day, news spread from the Eastern Palace that Cuihe had died.