Forced to Ascend the Throne after Transmigrating

His second reaction was, his cheap father was a little too sensitive.

The only thing is that the reason why his cheap dad reacted so strongly was that he probably was trying to trick him, not because he really guessed something.

How could it be so easy to guess what happened in the past and present lives?

Regarding this matter, I definitely cannot tell the truth. If I mention any word about Mr. Gu, both Xiang Hong and his son will die.

Ye Shuo also didn’t want to implicate them because of himself.

So Ye Shuo thought about it and asked tentatively: “If my son said that he simply had a good impression of the father and son, would you believe it, Dad?”

Emperor Jingwen almost laughed out of anger.

“What do you think?”

Does he think of himself as a fool?

Emperor Jingwen admitted that his health was not very good, but he was not yet senile and confused.

Ye Shuo thought about it and felt that this reason was indeed not very convincing. It felt like an insult to his cheap father’s brain.

Ye Shuo couldn’t help but sigh: “Well, let me make it clear in advance that you can’t be angry if I tell you the truth.”

Emperor Jingwen rarely nodded beforehand, but simply said, “Tell me about it.”

Ye Shuo: “…”

My cheap dad is getting harder to fool as he gets older.

Ye Shuo’s plan was dashed, and he could only say, “This is what happened. My son had a dream a while ago. He dreamed that he came to a very magical world.”

“In that world, big birds made of iron can fly in the clouds, and four-wheeled things called cars made of iron can run on the ground without being pulled by horses. There is also something called a high-speed train that can travel a thousand miles a day. My son roughly calculated that it would take at most two or three hours to get from Liangzhou to here…”

Listening to his youngest son chattering away, Emperor Jingwen’s first reaction was to sneer.

How could something made of iron be so heavy and fly in the sky?

Emperor Jingwen was a little angry, thinking that his son was fooling him, even in such a ridiculous way.

But gradually, as he listened, he realised something was wrong.

Because his youngest son’s description of these things was extremely detailed, Emperor Jingwen knew very well that if they were fabricated out of thin air, it would be impossible to describe all the details of these things clearly.

Later, Emperor Jingwen himself began to become undecided.

Emperor Jingwen thought for a while, then asked a few details. Ye Shuo answered fluently, and Emperor Jingwen became more and more confused.

The younger son’s logic was even self-consistent, and it didn’t seem like he was lying.

The younger son is not a fool. On the contrary, he is very smart and would not fool himself with something that can be easily exposed.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Ye Shuo changed the subject and said, “Then son also dreamed that he gave birth to a son in that world.”

I’m sorry to my father in my previous life, but there is no other way. I can only ask him to bear with it.

Mr. Gu is so kind, I’m sure he won’t mind.

Thinking of this, Ye Shuo completely got rid of the last bit of guilt in his heart.

“And that son is the man we met before. The reason why the son likes that child so much is because he looks very similar to his son’s son, that is, your grandson.”

“I didn’t think too much about it at the time, but when his father came out, this son couldn’t hold it back any longer.”

Ye Shuo’s words were very clever, a mixture of true and false, false and true, making it difficult to tell what was true and what was false.

In Ye Shuo’s words, he became the father and Mr. Gu became the son, and the roles of the two were suddenly reversed.

Suddenly there is an extra father, and the cheap father can’t tolerate it.

Suddenly there are more sons, and the cheap father won’t cause trouble for others, right? “Although this is just a dream, after meeting that man, the son can’t bear to watch them continue to live such a hard life.”

Just when Ye Shuo felt that this method was perfect, he heard Emperor Jingwen speak out of the blue.

“roll.”

Ye Shuo was stunned.

Seeing his reaction, Emperor Jingwen repeated: “Get out of here.”

Why did his cheap father get angry when all was well?

Ye Shuo was puzzled when he was kicked out by a group of guards. He reviewed the situation in his mind and felt that he had said nothing wrong.

And the fact is indeed so. Emperor Jingwen did not catch the loophole in Ye Shuo’s words, because except for Mr. Gu and his father-son identity, everything else Ye Shuo said was true.

But besides being an emperor, Emperor Jingwen was also a father.

With his father’s keen intuition, Emperor Jingwen could vaguely sense that he was lying. And the purpose of lying was not for anything else, but to protect the father and son.

Because of two outsiders, the youngest son actually chose to deceive himself. It can be seen that these two people are very important in his heart.

He chose those two people and gave up himself.

Just as Wang Ziquan was desperately trying to figure out what the Ninth Prince said was wrong, he heard Emperor Jingwen speak up: “How dare he lie to me and say that man is his son? Is there anyone who would serve his son so well and even lie to the emperor?”

If he was really his son, why would he be so secretive in front of him?

Emperor Jingwen felt that he was not his son, but more like his father!

Wait, if that’s true, then it all makes sense.

In an instant, Emperor Jingwen suddenly understood.

Then he thought of how he desperately chased after him that night, and how dejected he looked when he found that he was gone after arriving at the place, as if he had lost a precious treasure. What’s more… he even cried at that time.

It’s just a dream. What if it’s true?  

Emperor Jingwen couldn’t help but tear the sketch in front of him to pieces. Not feeling satisfied with tearing up the sketch, Emperor Jingwen smashed everything he could see.

In a short while, the entire Qinzheng Hall was in a mess.

“What a bastard! What a bastard!”

Wang Ziquan had never seen Emperor Jingwen get so angry since he started serving him. Even when he was facing Beiting, or the Crown Prince, the Emperor would endure it as much as possible and rarely showed such emotions.

Moreover, the emperor was in poor health and could not afford to get angry. Wang Ziquan immediately knelt down and said, “Your Majesty’s health is the most important thing. Please take care of yourself!”

In Wang Ziquan’s view, they were just two common people. Given the emperor’s previous temper, he would just find a reason to kill them. Who could say anything?

Seeing that Emperor Jingwen’s chest was rising and falling violently and his hands were shaking, Wang Ziquan thought without hesitation: “How dare these two lowly people make His Majesty unhappy? I will go and bring people to kill them right now!”

Compared with the Ninth Prince’s attitude, His Majesty’s mood is naturally more important.

However, what Wang Ziquan never expected was that just when he was about to take his men out of the palace with a sign, he heard Emperor Jingwen behind him struggling to speak at the last moment, not knowing what he thought of.

“…No need.”

Having just experienced a fit of rage, Emperor Jingwen’s voice was still a little hoarse. After a long while, he said, “They are just two lowly people. Don’t bother with them.”

His Majesty… actually chose to let them go!

Wang Ziquan turned around in shock, only to find that Emperor Jingwen had already turned around without him noticing.

*

The Ninth Prince has fallen out of favour.

Such news spread quickly throughout the harem as if it had wings.

However, this time no one cared at all, and no one was gloating behind the scenes. After all, they had seen too many things like this over the years. Everyone was excited at first, but now there was no ripple in their hearts.

Anyway, they will have to reconcile in the end. There is no overnight hatred between father and son. If they really believe it, they will become clowns.

In short, no one took it seriously. Even the Sixth Prince just gave him a quick reminder, asking him to be more sensible and not to always make his father angry. Seeing this, Ye Shuo agreed on the surface, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart.

He wanted to come, but this time the matter was unusual. If his stepfather really guessed something, he would probably not forgive him easily.

After all, his stepfather himself is not a generous person, not to mention that this involves his dignity as an emperor and a father. How can he let it go easily this time?

Who would like their child to have two fathers?

Because his cheap father was very angry at the moment, Ye Shuo went to the palace more frequently than usual. Originally, he was thinking of finding an opportunity to reconcile with his cheap father, but who would have thought that his cheap father’s face would change immediately when he saw him. Ever since that time, Ye Shuo started to avoid him.

At this critical juncture, Ye Shuo didn’t dare to go forward and offend his stepfather.

On the contrary, it was Jianjian who keenly noticed the abnormality.

“What happened between you and Father?”

This matter is difficult to explain in a few words. Ye Shuo scratched his head and didn’t know where to start for a moment.

Seeing the distressed look on the young man’s face, Jian Jian couldn’t help but sigh deeply: “When the evening comes and the emperor comes, I will try to find a way to help you.”

We can’t let the two of them stay awkward like this forever, right?

“Don’t!” Ye Shuo was horrified.

“Don’t interfere in this matter.” Otherwise the situation would probably become more chaotic.

Upon hearing this, Jianjian couldn’t help but frown.

Ye Shuo was afraid that she would ask too many questions, so he picked up a basket of fruit next to him and said hurriedly, “I heard that Empress Zhao is sick again. I’ll go see her.”

After saying that, Ye Shuo disappeared in a flash, leaving Jian Jian, who was left behind, stamping her feet in anger.

When Ye Shuo opened the door of Shulanzhai, he saw that Zhao Chongrong, who was not in good health to begin with, had become even thinner and looked much older. After the last cold incident, Zhao Chongrong recovered, but her health was still getting worse day by day. Now, she would get sick from time to time.

Thinking of the imperial physician’s previous diagnosis, Ye Shuo couldn’t help but feel a pang in his heart.

Although Zhao Chongrong was sick, she was not completely confused. She also knew that she didn’t have much time left.

Even Zhao Chongrong had never thought that she could live so long after losing her daughter. Nearly twenty years have passed, and she has no regrets.

Zhao Chongrong herself is almost sixty years old. Her father and mother passed away long ago. Her brothers, sisters, nephews, and nieces have also long since disappeared and are no longer in the capital.

Thinking of the recent rumours, Zhao Chongrong is now alone and dying, so there is really nothing to be afraid of.

The only thing she couldn’t let go of was the remaining siblings Ye Shuo and Jian Jian.

The emperor had always been ruthless and cold-blooded, and Zhao Chongrong remembered how cold he was in the past. After thinking for a long time, she finally spoke out the secret that she had hidden in her heart for more than 20 years.

Because she was afraid that if she didn’t say it, no one would ever know about it again.

After so many years in the palace, Zhao Chongrong only learned one thing: not to develop any real feelings for the emperor, otherwise it would hurt both herself and others.

At the same time, Emperor Jingwen also received the news.

Emperor Jingwen never imagined that Zhao Chongrong would be so bold, and he never thought that Zhao Chongrong would be an insider of the incident.

After hearing what the secret guard said, Emperor Jingwen panicked for a moment, and he didn’t even bother to wipe the water in the cup that spilled on him. He stood up from the dragon chair, and his first reaction was –

kill!

Kill her!