Tragic death and rebirth, the daughter of a general poisoned the government and the country

The rumors caused by the Northern Liao spies and Ye Yuanshuang's death finally faded away in the bustling capital.

Every nook and cranny in the city is filled with new interesting things.

Lin Yushu stood in front of the mansion gate, feeling relieved as she looked at the plaque of "General's Mansion" hanging firmly above the gate.

Two days ago, the Northern Liao delegation set out for Northern Liao before winter. During this period, under the intimidation of the Queen Mother, the Sixth Princess Nan Yanran did not cause any trouble and married into Northern Liao safely with the delegation.

What awaits her in the future is bound to be endless torture and suffering, which is tantamount to death.

So, Lin Yushu silently counted on her fingers in her heart.

In the blood feud of the previous life, the Second Madam and Nanny Li were dead, Nan Yanran was also close to death, the old lady had a stroke and was paralyzed, Lin Yazi was completely insane, Lin Xuehui became lame and was trapped in the Zhao Palace, Liu Mei married the prince and was pregnant with a child of unknown origin...

Well... Lin Jiang, Lin Minglang, and Nan Huaishuo are all still alive and well, and King Zhao has not been affected in any way.

But there was a good opportunity in front of her, Lin Yushu curled up the corners of her lips and revealed a charming smile.

At the morning court one month later, Emperor Ming suddenly announced that the second prince Nan Heying would be given the title of Prince of Linhuai County and must go to the territory of Linhuai one month later.

As soon as the decree was issued, it shocked the whole government and the country.

Especially the second prince's party, they were all panicked. If the second prince really went to the territory to become a prince, then in this life, unless all his brothers and nephews died, there would be no possibility for him to inherit the throne.

Some smart people have already turned to the prince for support, while some people who have done too many bad things have directly submitted letters of resignation, as they believe saving their lives is more important.

For a time, the tree fell and the hozen scattered.

Nan Heying sat in the dim study, exuding an aura of decadence from the inside out. Her bloodshot eyes stared blankly at her grandfather, Lord Hu, and her hoarse voice sounded like a broken gong.

"Grandfather, I'm done, why are you still looking for me?"

No one dared to come to him at this time, for fear of being implicated, and Nan Heying had always been a powerful force in the fight for the throne. There was never a shortage of flatterers around him, and his house was always crowded with people. He had never thought that there would be a day when his house would be deserted.

Lord Hu sighed as he looked at Nan Heying, who had a dull look in his eyes and a stubbled face.

"Are you just giving in like that? Do you know that the prince hasn't gotten out of bed for three months?"

Nan Heying's expression changed slightly. He hadn't gotten out of bed for three months, which meant that the prince was seriously ill this time and might be dying soon.

Once the crown prince died, he would be the most likely person to become the next crown prince. However, at this very moment, Emperor Ming wanted to drive him to Linhuai!

After enduring for so many years and fighting for so many years, I was kicked out when victory was so close!

How could Nan Heying be willing and accept it!

The strong resentment, like strong liquor, burned his internal organs, and his throat began to hurt.

With a "puff" sound, he actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Nan Heying who started coughing violently after spurting blood, Lord Hu nodded with relief.

"It seems that His Highness still has a fierce temper and is still unwilling to give up."

"No matter how unwilling I am, I have already become the Prince of Linhuai County, and there is no possibility of turning things around!"

Nan Heying clenched his chubby white hands into fists shaped like steamed buns and slammed them hard on the table, knocking over a cup of hot tea and scalding the back of his hands red.

Lord Hu couldn't help but frown upon seeing this. Nan Heying had been protected too well, and had had smooth sailing since childhood. The biggest setback was that "I am not the crown prince".

Faced with the current situation, Nan Heying can only feel dissatisfied, resentful and unwilling, but he is powerless to change anything. To put it bluntly, he is still too mediocre.

But he is his grandson after all, and the throne can only be his!

Lord Hu stroked his gray beard. His skinny face was covered with wrinkles and his eyelids drooped limply, making it impossible to see his expression.

"Whether or not there is a chance of turning the situation around depends entirely on whether Your Highness is determined to risk everything. If so, we may not lose."

Hearing this, Nan Heying's gloomy eyes flashed with light, and he asked anxiously and doubtfully.

"Grandfather, do you have any good solutions?"

A gleam of light flashed in Lord Hu's drooping eyes. He looked at Nan Heying with a smile and slowly revealed his plan.

Nan Heying was first in disbelief, then fear, and finally a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Okay! I'll listen to Grandfather! If I succeed in taking the throne, Grandfather will be all-powerful, and the entire Hu family will be honored as generals and nobles, and we will be rich and powerful forever!"

Lord Hu nodded with satisfaction. It was of little use for one person to be strong. Only when the whole family grew strong together, standing like a towering tree and holding power from generation to generation, could Lord Hu want it!

On the other side, inside the East Palace.

The lifeless inner hall was filled with a strong medicinal odor and a slight smell of corruption, as if the person living inside was nearing the end of his life, and his body was beginning to die and decay before his spirit.

The prince, who had just finished drinking the medicine, regained some of his spirit and sat weakly, leaning against the brocade and gold-woven bedding.

The prince’s face was pale, and his lips were completely bloodless, but his eyes were as bright as stars, like a wolf seeing its prey.

"Can you say that again?"

Nan Huaishuo, who was sitting beside the bed with his head bowed respectfully, heard the voice and spoke again.

"Your Highness, five days ago, His Majesty conferred the title of Prince of Linhuai on Nan Heying, and he will move to the territory in a month."

“Hahahahaha cough cough cough…”

After laughing and coughing violently, a sickly blush appeared on the prince's pale face, making him look even crazier.

"After fighting with me for so many years, you have become a prince!"

The prince turned to look at Nan Huaishuo, only to see that he had a serious face without a trace of joy. The prince restrained his smile and looked at his younger brother.

Although he suspected him before, the prince did not pursue the matter of his wanting to marry Lin Yushu because he took the blame for him. After all, if he married Lin Yushu, the prince's power would greatly increase.

The most important thing is that after the prince became seriously ill, many court officials around him became fence-sitters, making the situation even worse for the prince whose power was already damaged. He is in need of people now and cannot abandon Nan Huaishuo.

However, when he ascended the throne, there was no need for this younger brother to exist.

The emperor doesn't need brothers, he only needs sons.

"Does Huaishuo have anything to say?"

Nan Huaishuo frowned, his expression solemn. The prince was always awake for a few days and asleep for a few days.

Today, after Nan Huaishuo learned that the prince had woken up, he immediately came to report important matters in the court.

Especially this time, the matter of the Second Prince Nan Heying being crowned king was actually a trap set by Nan Huaishuo using a secret letter from a spy from Northern Liao, so everyone was surprised about this matter, except Nan Huaishuo, who was not surprised at all.

Given Emperor Ming's temper, his unknown hobby was known by Nan Heying, who also informed the enemy country, preparing to usurp the throne with internal and external collusion. Although Emperor Ming did not have the face to punish Nan Heying in a high-profile manner for such a heinous act, he would never let him off easily.

Being crowned king was the first step. The second step was that Nan Heying could not bear the blow and fell ill due to depression. Finally, Nan Heying "died of illness" in a foreign land.

Everything was developing as Nan Huaishuo expected, but recent events made him realize that he had underestimated the courage of the fat white man Nan Heying.

"I suspect that Nan Heying is planning a rebellion!"