After the zombies traveled through time, they were tricked by the villain into becoming a stepmother

The emperor raised his lips in satisfaction.

Imperial edicts were issued directly from the Golden Throne Hall, and within just one day, the power in the capital was redistributed. Many families followed Princess Shengping and others to the afterlife.

Prince Xuan's Mansion.

Pei Changjing pushed open the door to the inner courtyard. This was his first time here since his unpleasant parting with Yang last time, and it should also be the last time.

He lifted his robe and walked quietly to the bed. Looking at the weak man lying there in a daze, his expression did not change.

But there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

Feeling as if someone was looking at her, Yang used all her strength to struggle and open her eyes.

"My lord, you are here."

The weak voice and the lifeless and numb look made Pei Changjing's eyes flicker slightly.

"It's all based on their own methods. You can't blame me."

"Well, I don't blame you."

Yang's face was as pale as a ghost, but she actually forced a little smile.

"The moment I fall back, you and I will end up in such a tragic way. In the end, it's either you die or I die. I accept the loss."

After all, they were husband and wife, they respected each other, and they had a son together. It was impossible for Pei Changjing to remain unmoved by the other party's gradual progress to this point.

He really couldn't figure it out.

"Yang Muxue, for the sake of Brother Zheng, I have never thought of killing you, but why do you insist on killing me?"

The already lifeless eyes of the woman on the bed dimmed even more after hearing this.

"Why? Because I don't want to die. I want to live, and live well."

She suddenly smiled strangely, her thin, sickly face hidden in the darkness of the bed curtains, and she felt an inexplicable sadness.

"My dear husband, I really like you and want to be a loving couple with you for a long time. But I can't help myself."

Tears streamed down his face, but Pei Changjing looked unmoved.

"If you asked someone to invite me here just to say these words, then I will leave first."

"Don't go! I beg you, please listen to me..."

Yang suddenly struggled excitedly and stretched out her hand, trying to grab the piece of clothing not far away. But in the end, everything was in vain, and she could only lie limp where she was.

"Husband, it is the Yang family who is holding me back. I really have no choice but to do this!"

Looking at her husband's cold face, she cried especially sincerely this time.

"I am not Yang Dongting's daughter. The real Yang Muxue died of illness a long time ago. I was chosen as a pawn to marry into the royal family just because I look a bit like Yang Muxue. They drugged me, and I had no choice but to obey."

Pei Changjing's eyes suddenly widened, and he could see surging anger boiling inside.

"Are you saying that the Yang family has been deceiving the emperor from the beginning?"

"Yes."

When a person is about to die, his words are good. Yang did not want to leave with regrets before she died. She wanted this man to know who his wife was.

"Yang Dongting died on the eve of His Majesty's ascension to the throne, and all the merits of the Yang family in following the emperor were only exchanged for that marriage contract. Unfortunately, Yang Muxue, who was highly expected by the family, died of illness, and the unwilling Yang family found me to take the place of the dead.

Then he made two plans. One was to surrender to the Fourth Prince. If successful, he could ascend to a higher position again...

Second... place your bet on me,... once you... ascend to the throne... you can... kill the father and keep the son..."

Her voice became weaker and weaker, and of course there was no need to say anything more. Pei Changjing could certainly think of it.

Looking at the dying person on the bed, his voice was tinged with sadness. He felt that all this was really absurd. The wife he had slept with for several years was not himself at all.

"May I have your name?"

The person on the bed tried his best to draw a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth.

"My name is... Jiang... Quyi,... husband..."

Before he could finish his words, his head could only reluctantly fall slowly onto the pillow.

Pei Changjing looked at the person beside him, who he didn't know whether he was familiar or unfamiliar. After a long time, he sighed, walked forward, bent down, stretched out his hand, and gently closed the half-open eyes.

"I understand, Jiang Quyi."

He didn't want to know whether it was her intention to let Jing Yan find Luo Hui at that time. But he knew that for Zheng Ge'er, those members of the Yang family who had been exiled could not be kept.

Jiang family?

There was a cold look in his eyes as he turned away.

If I remember correctly, Yang Dongting's sister's husband's family was from the Jiang family of Laiyang. But that family had died out more than ten years ago.

Pei Changjing stood up and left without looking back.

After giving a series of instructions to his confidants, he rode his horse directly into the palace and knelt before the emperor.

"Alas, I've already told you that I shouldn't blame you. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have randomly arranged a match for you."

The emperor looked unhappy. He had not expected the Yang family to be even more daring. He bent his left hand and knocked on the table, and An Yi appeared immediately.

"Go, ask someone to clean it up. I don't want to hear any more news about Yang."

"Yes!"

An Yi took the order and left.

Steward Wei was also driven away by the emperor, leaving only the supreme father and son in the upper study.

The emperor did not ask Prince Xuan to stand up, but just picked up the teacup and took a sip for a while. It was not until beads of sweat appeared on Prince Xuan's forehead that he started to call him to stand up.

"Get up and find a place to sit down."

"Thank you, Father!"

Pei Changjing kowtowed to express his gratitude and found a seat to sit down.

The father and son began a long conversation.

"Xiao Liu, in fact, you were not the successor I was satisfied with at the beginning. You should know this, right?"

The emperor came straight to the point, and Prince Xuan did not dare to be evasive.

"I know. In terms of family background, I am not as good as my second brother. In terms of reputation, I am not as good as my eldest brother. In terms of connections, I am not as good as my fourth brother. In terms of scheming, I am not as good as my fifth and ninth brothers."

"Oh, you are quite good at talking, aren't you?"

The emperor curled his lips, looking a little unhappy.

"If you really think you are so unworthy, then you'd better not get involved in the position of Crown Prince and give up the throne as soon as possible."

"Please don't be so modest, Father. I think I am actually quite reliable!"

"Ah!"

Pei Changjing, who was mentally strong, completely ignored the ridicule from his own father. He was not a petty person, and he couldn't give up the position of crown prince just for the sake of face, right?

The fourth and eighth brothers must be happily ruined underground.

The emperor put down his teacup and said seriously.

"You seem like a potential emperor, but you still have many shortcomings. I am willing to give you time to grow into a true successor. But Pei Changjing, you must promise me one thing."

"Please give me your instructions, Father."

Emperor Yanping's eyes were sharp and full of scrutiny.

"Rongchang and you are born of the same mother. She is your biological sibling. She was not born with a mental disability. She suffered a great disaster when she was still in her infancy. She experienced life and death several times, which damaged her mind."