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Zhou Yun was stunned by the ruthlessness in Princess Anping's words. She opened her mouth, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

How is that possible?

Wasn't it said that the prince consort and the princess had a very good relationship...?

Zhou Yun had always harbored a strange sense of superiority. Even as a noble princess, she couldn't hold onto her husband's heart and allowed him to cheat on her.

Although Zhou Yun came from a humble background, she won the heart of the prince consort.

That was the source of her confidence in defeating the princess.

But Princess Anping's casual remark shattered her pitiful sense of superiority.

In her eyes, Gu Ziye was nothing more than a dispensable object, something she could keep if she wanted and discard if she didn't... a horse, a dog.

Zhou Yun was still reeling from the shock of what those words had just spoken when she suddenly heard a noise outside the door.

Gu Ziye rushed over, carrying Jiahe in his arms.

The little one had probably just woken up from a nap, rubbing his eyes sleepily, "Mommy..."

Princess Anping asked in a flat tone, "What are you doing here with Jiahe?"

Glancing at the scene in the hall, Gu Ziye's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, but he tried his best to remain calm. "Jiahe woke up from her nap and wanted to see her mother, so I brought her here."

"Anping, let me explain...it's all a misunderstanding, actually it's—"

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Yuntao ran over and hugged Gu Ziye's leg, shouting, "Father, what's your relationship with this bad woman?"

"Do you know that she bullied me and my mother the moment she arrived, and even made my mother kneel down! You must teach her a lesson!"

Gu Ziye quickly covered Gu Yuntao's mouth, "Tao'er, shut up!"

Princess Anping had someone carry Jiahe to the side, saying, "Speak, what is your relationship with me?"

Gu Ziye's lips moved for a long time before he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Anping, this was just an accident. That day... I was drunk. I originally wanted to tell you the truth, but Yunniang is pregnant, and the doctor said it's a boy..."

Princess Anping did not respond.

She stood up and walked up to Gu Ziye, looking down at him.

"Kneel down."

With a quick bend in his knees, Gu Ziye reflexively knelt down.

"Gu Ziye, haven't I treated you well? Is this how you repay me?" A woman with manicured nails lightly lifted Gu Ziye's chin, forcing him to look up at her. "Hmm?"

Gu Ziye clenched his fist.

It's always the same; she always has this aloof and superior attitude!

Even though he was her husband, in front of her he was like a servant who could be summoned and dismissed at will, and he had to kneel down to answer if she made the slightest mistake.

To cater to her preferences, he had to maintain his figure, not eat too much, and wear only light clothing even in the dead of winter.

The humiliation in Gu Ziye's eyes was almost overflowing.

If she weren't a princess, he would have thrown a letter of divorce in her face long ago.

Gu Ziye clenched his fist. "Anping, I'm sorry... but you have to understand me. You don't want to have a second child, but Jiahe is just a daughter. Our Gu family can't be without a son to carry on the family line."

Han Yan was furious. His Highness had risked his life to give birth to the Princess, but this scoundrel only cared about his son.

Bullshit incense, stinking incense!

Zhou Yun knelt to the side, tears still on her face, but when she heard the word "son," a hint of undisguised smugness flashed in her eyes.

As long as she has Gu Yuntao as her son, she has the greatest support.

Even if Princess Anping cannot tolerate her, the Gu family will not sit idly by.

"Are you the emperor?" Princess Anping suddenly laughed.

"...What?"

"The current emperor has no son, yet you're in such a hurry to continue your lineage, Gu Ziye. Do you think you're more noble than the emperor? Or does your Gu family have a throne to inherit?"

The fate of the last person who coveted the throne is still fresh in our minds.

Gu Ziye trembled, "Your subject would never dare!"

Princess Anping: "Now that things have come to this, what are your plans?"

Looking at Zhou Yun and Gu Yuntao, Gu Ziye hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Anping, since it has already happened, why don't we... send Yunniang and her son to a manor outside the city and settle them there, never to see them again? Let's just pretend nothing happened..."

Zhou Yun's heart tightened, and she secretly gave Gu Yuntao a push.

He immediately started crying and shouting, "I won't leave! Father, why should we leave!"

Gu Yuntao turned and glared at Princess Anping, his face full of anger and hostility. "It's all that wicked woman's fault! Our family was perfectly fine, but she came and tried to tear us apart. She's the one who should get out!"

Princess Anping's patience has completely run out.

No one saw how she moved. The guard's sword was drawn swiftly, and then a flash of silver light appeared. Gu Yuntao, who had just been shouting, was stunned and fell to the ground.

Blood gushed from his neck, and before he could say anything, he was lifeless.

This caught everyone off guard.

Zhou Yun cried out, "Tao'er!" as if the sky were falling and the earth were cracking.

She rushed forward and hugged her son tightly, crying her heart out, "Tao'er, wake up, don't scare your mother..."

"You—" Gu Ziye's eyes widened in fury.

His eyes were bloodshot, and hatred seemed to burn from them. "Xie Changying! Tao'er is only five years old. How can you be so heartless? You're a mother too!"

Princess Anping looked listless. "Don't worry, it's not just him."

"As a kind mother, I naturally cannot bear to see him travel alone. Soon, the three of you will be reunited."

Gu Ziye froze as he watched the sharp sword tip slowly press against his heart.

He believed it to be true; Xie Changying was cold-blooded and ruthless, capable of anything.

She was never a gentle and virtuous wife; she was the legitimate princess whom the late emperor had doted on, and she was willful and did whatever she wanted.

Gu Ziye's face turned ashen, his lips trembled, and his gaze suddenly fell on Jiahe not far away.

The little girl stared wide-eyed at everything in horror.

Gu Ziye, as if grasping at a last straw, cried out hoarsely, "Anping! You can't do this! Jiahe is only five years old! How can you kill his own father in front of him?"

Princess Anping was puzzled. "Didn't you bring Jiahe here specifically? I thought you wanted Jiahe to see you off on your final journey."

"Furthermore, my daughter, Xie Changying's daughter, has no right to be afraid."

Gu Ziye was racking his brains for a solution when suddenly, a small group rushed in from outside the door.

"don't want--"

A small, thin figure, like a stray cat, stumbled in and immediately knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly. "Pretty sister, please don't kill Father and Mother! Ugly slave begs you, Father did wrong, Ugly slave will take their punishment..."

Gu Ziye was startled and almost lunged forward to hug the thin little girl tightly.

His face turned ashen. "Who gave you permission to come here!"