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

Nan Huaishuo came to the imperial study, and Emperor Ming was standing behind the desk with his back to him.

The imperial study was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. The power of Emperor Ming seemed to be everywhere. Even though he didn't speak or even look at Nan Huaishuo, Nan Huaishuo's legs felt a little weak.

With a thud, Nan Huaishuo knelt down.

"Your Highness has greeted me, Father. Long live the Emperor."

Emperor Ming said nothing.

Nan Huaishuo pressed his forehead against the cold marble floor, and a drop of sweat fell to the ground.

After a while, Emperor Ming slowly turned around and looked at Nan Huaishuo, the son he had always ignored, with dim eyes.

Emperor Ming remembered that Nan Huaishuo's biological mother was a very beautiful dancer in the palace, but he forgot about her after he happened to visit her.

Who knew that she was actually a lucky person. She became pregnant that very time and was first named a noble lady. After giving birth to Nan Huaishuo, she was promoted to a concubine. However, she was never favored and remained a concubine until her death.

Nan Huaishuo had a miserable life. He lost his mother when he was less than eight years old and had to be raised by an old concubine. He was bullied by people in the palace until he married the prince and the queen, and his life became better.

Nan Huaishuo has always been a low-key person. He never fights for anything or shows off. He is the most unknown among the princes.

Even Emperor Ming often forgot that he had such a son.

So he never expected that such a person would be lurking in the dark for so many years and assassinate his biggest supporter for many years - the prince.

Emperor Ming picked up a memorial on the table and threw it to the ground in front of Nan Huaishuo.

"See for yourself!"

Nan Huaishuo picked up the memorial with trepidation, opened it and read it carefully.

Afterwards, Nan Huaishuo's hand trembled and he almost threw the memorial away. He hurriedly knelt down and crawled towards Emperor Ming, his eyes red and his expression sad.

"The things mentioned in the memorial are absolutely false. I am innocent! The Crown Prince has always treated me like a brother, and I respect him very much. I am even willing to exchange my life for the Crown Prince's. How could I assassinate the Crown Prince and do such a heartless and unrighteous thing of repaying kindness with resentment?"

Nan Huaishuo was so sad and weeping, and his words were so sincere and touching that even Emperor Ming believed him.

Unfortunately, Emperor Ming and Nan Huaishuo were of the same type. Nan Huaishuo was the son who most resembled Emperor Ming, and Emperor Ming also discovered this at this time.

"Then why did the Imperial Guards find your people in the East Palace, and your people also admitted that he added something to the medicine that the prince drank before his death?"

Nan Huaishuo lay on the ground, whimpering softly, his eyes darting around as he quickly thought of a way to deal with the situation.

Nan Rongjing's methods were indeed powerful. He had been training his hidden chess pieces in the East Palace for many years. Unfortunately, after the prince was assassinated, almost all of them were cleared out, leaving only an old servant who poured out slops without being discovered.

Nan Huaishuo didn't expect that Nan Rongjing could actually pry open the old servant's mouth. Fortunately, the old servant didn't know what he added to the prince's medicine.

Nan Huaishuo gritted his teeth. It was too late to deny that the old servant was not his. Emperor Ming would not believe it.

Then he had no choice but to burn his boats, luckily he was well prepared!

"Father, I am innocent. That old servant had a miserable life. I helped him secretly a few times because I felt sorry for him. I dare not say that he is my man."

"But... I did ask him to help me add something to the prince's medicine..."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Ming's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a flash of disappointment flashed across his eyes. It seemed that Nan Huaishuo was not like him enough after all.

"What did you ask him to add?"

Nan Huaishuo tore open the collar of his shirt, revealing a thick piece of white gauze with bloodstains on the surface.

Nan Huaishuo slowly lifted the gauze, revealing the bloody flesh underneath.

Emperor Ming was slightly surprised, frowned and asked: "What is this?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I have heard that using the flesh of one's own flesh as a medicine can help a person recover quickly and prolong his life. I know that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will never allow me to do such a thing, so I can only secretly have someone put the flesh of one's flesh into His Royal Highness's medicine, hoping that he can recover soon."

Emperor Ming was stunned. He stared at the deep bloody hole on Nan Huaishuo's heart for a long time. The blood had not yet completely coagulated, and due to Nan Huaishuo's excitement, blood was flowing again.

Enough!

Emperor Ming then revealed a little smile. Yes, this was his son.

He would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, even willing to risk his life, and he was cautious in his actions to preserve the royal family's reputation.

He didn't expect that Nan Huaishuo was so secretive.

At this moment, Emperor Ming looked at Nan Huaishuo and actually felt a sense of mutual sympathy.

The Queen Mother was not favored at the time, and he and Pingyang were looked down upon in the palace. He also used all means to climb to a high position...

Nan Huaishuo really looks like the Emperor Ming of that time.

Nan Huaishuo did not dare to look directly at Emperor Ming, but he knew that after seeing his wounds, Emperor Ming would definitely be shaken.

Nan Huaishuo understood Emperor Ming and admired him, so his style of doing things was also modeled after that of Emperor Ming.

Now he has done everything he can, and it all depends on how Emperor Ming will deal with him.

Emperor Ming could have directly arrested him and put him in prison to avenge the prince, but then he would have lost a son who was most like him.

Now that the seventh prince, Nan Fuchen, has just become an adult, he is too young to be given important positions. Nan Huaishuo is the best choice for Emperor Ming's successor.

Therefore, Emperor Ming could still put the matter aside and save Nan Huaishuo.

Nan Huaishuo was gambling. He was gambling that Emperor Ming would protect him after finding out what he had done!

One stick of incense seemed like a whole year to Nan Huaishuo.

"Get up."

Nan Huaishuo felt relieved, but his expression remained unchanged. He rewrapped the gauze and put on his clothes.

Finally, he slowly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the blood off his hands...

puff……

Nan Huaishuo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately covered his mouth and nose with the hand that was holding the handkerchief, but the spurting blood still passed through the handkerchief, and a few drops still fell on the back of Emperor Ming's hand.

"Ahem, ahem... Father, please forgive me. Your son, your son..."

As Nan Huaishuo spoke, he hurriedly used a handkerchief to wipe the blood spots on the back of Emperor Ming's hand.

"It's okay." Emperor Ming didn't care much.

Nan Huaishuo stood up with difficulty, lowered his head and put the handkerchief away again. Emperor Ming turned around and sat back behind the table.

The moment he turned around, the sweat on Nan Huaishuo's forehead finally flowed down uncontrollably, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

He made the right bet.

But what Emperor Ming didn't know was that his son was even more cruel and ruthless than he was.

Even if Emperor Ming chose to keep Nan Huaishuo, Nan Huaishuo was still worried.

Only on the day he ascends the throne can Nan Huaishuo completely relax.

Wait for Emperor Ming to pass on the throne to him?

That's too slow...

Nan Huaishuo unconsciously cast his gaze on Emperor Ming's hand, the hand where the blood had just splashed.