The male protagonist has no heir? Hurry up and get dressed, the pregnant beauty is here to fuck you

As spring passed and autumn came, the old emperor's health became increasingly frail.

The entire Hall of Mental Cultivation was as silent as a tomb of the living dead.

In front of the old emperor's bed, an old man with white hair and beard, a hooked nose and drooping eyes looked at the gray, dilapidated and dead look on the old emperor's face and sighed softly.

He took a step forward, leaned down and whispered in the old emperor's ear: "Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

After a long time, the old emperor's eyelids moved and a hoarse sound of phlegm came from his throat.

Just when the old man was worried that the old emperor would not be able to catch his breath, the old emperor opened his eyes with difficulty. When he saw that the person in front of him was the old man, he took a few breaths and became excited.

"Tai, Tai..." The old man knew what the old emperor was asking the prince.

He was the one who did it.

The story begins when the prince moves into Yushuyuan. The prince and the princess are often attacked by assassins.

Even though the emperor sent out many secret guards with high martial arts skills to protect him, for some unknown reason, every time the secret guards were sent out they either disappeared or died tragically.

This made the emperor sleep uneasy, for he was afraid that an assassin would suddenly appear in front of his bed one day.

The old man, who had been living out his days in retirement and was the former leader of the royal secret guards, was summoned back by the death-fearing old emperor.

As soon as the old man came back, the old emperor's mind became active. He felt that the royal heirs should not be put in one basket.

If anything happens to the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, wouldn't his lineage be cut off?

So, the old emperor couldn't wait to ask the old man to arrange a woman for the prince.

The prince's legs were just good enough to allow him to walk with a limp, and from then on he spent his days as a breeder.

At this time, the old emperor looked at the old man with expectant eyes again.

The old man opened his mouth and finally shook his head in the old emperor's expectation.

There is one more thing. The old man felt depressed when he saw the old emperor's decadent face.

Because the prince had been working hard for several months but still had no children, the old man asked the imperial physician to examine the prince. The imperial physician said that the prince's body was not conducive to pregnancy.

Later, I don’t know where I got the drug, and now I can’t have children at all!

The old emperor was ill, not dead. Moreover, he was suspicious of the old man's serious illness. When he saw that the old man looked wrong, his expression suddenly changed. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What's going on?"

The old man saw that he could no longer conceal the truth, but he did not dare to speak out, for fear that his words would directly anger the emperor to death. Even if he were to charge his entire nine clans with this crime, it would not be enough to kill him!

"Your Majesty, why don't you talk to the Crown Prince in person about the specific matters?" he asked carefully.

The old emperor was dissatisfied with the old man's answer in his heart, but now he was seriously ill in bed. The only person he could use and who he could guarantee was the most loyal and capable was the person in front of him.

After a low, compromising "OK", the old emperor fell asleep again.

……

The sleeping old emperor vaguely felt that someone was standing beside the dragon bed and watching him.

He struggled to open his heavy eyelids again, and what he saw was the prince with a pale face with a greenish-yellow tint.

Seeing that something was wrong with the prince, the old emperor's gloomy face showed surprise.

"Prince, why do you look like this?" He said this breathlessly.

The prince had a slightly hunched back and a complex and difficult to understand expression in his eyes.

It seems like resentment, sadness, reverence, and a little bit of uneasiness.

"Father, why do I look like that? Don't you know?" He spoke in a deep voice.

The whole person stood in the dark, as if shrouded in a layer of gloom.

He took a step forward, and his body leaned uncontrollably to one side as he walked.

The old emperor looked at the lame prince, and even though it had happened a long time ago, he still couldn't help feeling regretful.

When the prince saw the expression on the old emperor's face, he paused and froze, with half of his body standing in the light and the other half still in darkness.

The light split him in half.

It made his facial features look distorted and hideous.

The old emperor was lying on the dragon bed, looking up from below, and was almost frightened to death by the prince's distorted expression.

He has always been accustomed to being dignified in front of the prince, and scolding the prince all year round has become a habit. How could he tolerate the prince putting on a bad face in front of him?

"Ahem... rebellious son! How dare you! Look at you... cough cough cough cough... what's your attitude! Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, in the dimly lit health hall, there was a sound of a blunt object entering flesh.

The candlelight in the hall flickered violently a few times.

The old emperor on the dragon couch had his cloudy eyes wide open, and blood foam in his throat kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth.

He lowered his head with difficulty and looked at the bloody dagger in the prince's hand.

He remembered this dagger inlaid with gems. It was a gift given to the prince by him out of pity when the prince was six years old and was learning horse riding and archery and cried loudly because he thought he could not endure the hardship.

The old emperor slowly lowered his head and looked at his abdomen where blood was gushing out. He could never have imagined that the dagger he gave to his wife out of love would one day become a murder weapon that stabbed into his body! !

Even though he was full of questions and confusion, the thick blood had blocked his throat and he couldn't ask a single question.

When the prince first saw the old emperor's questioning and angry eyes, he subconsciously panicked.

But when he noticed the old emperor's increasingly weak breath, his heart was filled with great ecstasy.

"Father, don't blame me. If you hadn't died, how could I have sat on the throne? If you were dead, no one would be able to force me to do things I don't want to do every day."

What he didn't want to say was that during this period he was forced to take aphrodisiacs every day and sleep with different women like a stud pig.

The most infuriating thing is that even though he cooperated very well and took the aphrodisiac, it was still over in just a few breaths.

Who could know how helpless and furious he felt inside every time he saw the undisguised shock and hidden disgust in those women's eyes?

But he couldn't refuse the opportunity to pamper these women every day. Even now, when he saw the white bodies of women in bed, he felt nauseous.

The prince felt that life was too hard every day and it was a torture he could not endure.

Torture from body to mind!

As long as he killed his father, no one could force him to do something he didn't like.

And ever since he knew his legs could not be restored, he could only walk with a limp.

He had a huge panic.

My father would never let a disabled person sit on the throne, otherwise he would not have given up his brothers who were smarter than him and chose him who was more mediocre.

But now he is disabled. Will his father take away his title of crown prince?

After suffering day by day, when he heard his father summoning him today, he subconsciously brought a dagger.

When he first entered the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, he was a little hesitant.

But he inexplicably recalled Wen Yu's cold attitude towards him when they met before.

Logically speaking, Wen Yuzhi relied on his own talent and was indifferent to everyone, so he shouldn't have any thoughts.

But in the blink of an eye, he saw Wen Yuzhi being warm and considerate to his royal brother.

Thinking of his elder brother, who was highly praised by their father for his talent and intelligence when he was young, it was a pity that he was born with a disabled body, otherwise the position of crown prince would have definitely been given to his elder brother.

This discovery gave the prince a huge sense of crisis.

When the old emperor saw the prince's excited and unrepentant expression, the string that had been holding him back from living suddenly broke.

He widened his eyes and pointed at the prince tremblingly, unable to understand how the son he had loved all his life could become like this?

When the old emperor tried his best and shouted "Beast!", he could no longer hold on and died with his eyes wide open, staring at the prince.