There are more boys than girls. I am the granddaughter of the interstellar god.

After the old emperor took the soothing potion, his emotions gradually stabilized, and he stopped swearing and no longer said those harsh words.

He even called out, "Jiu Ci!" His tone sounded unusually gentle.

What was even more bizarre was that the pair of cloudy and dark old eyes revealed a hint of guilt and kindness.

This made Wen Jiuci, who was standing aside, frown and mutter to himself: Why did this old emperor suddenly become so weird?

Ever since Ning Jingrou appeared in the palace, the old emperor rarely treated him with such a gentle attitude.

After he launched the coup, the old emperor hated him even more and wanted to tear him into pieces.

Faced with the old emperor's sudden change, Wen Jiuci felt a sense of vigilance.

He responded coldly: "What do you want to do?"

He didn't believe that the old emperor would easily change his position. Could it be that he had a new conspiracy?

However, the old emperor's next move surprised Wen Jiuci even more.

His eyes were red, and instantly filled with tears. He choked and said, "Jiu Ci, it's all my fault. I'm sorry for your mother..."

Hearing this, Wen Jiuci's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. His brows were tightly knitted: "Are you acting?"

"I, didn't!" Hearing this, the old emperor felt a sharp pain in his heart, and for a moment he held back his tears, "I was sincere!"

Wen Jiuci raised a mocking arc at the corner of his lips, and said in a cold tone: "You wished I would die just a second ago, do you think I would believe it?"

"I don't want you to die. You are my most beloved son. How could I want you to die?" the old emperor explained anxiously.

He also didn't understand why he had said such words and done such things before.

He actually wanted to depose Linglong from the position of queen, enthrone Ning Jingrou as queen, and also wanted to execute Wen Jiuci.

What happened to him?

"You love me?" Wen Jiuci's eyes flashed with disdain, "How can you force me to do something I don't want to do if you love me?"

"You even wanted to hurt my mother, just for that woman Ning Jingrou!" He became more and more excited as he spoke, "When I think of you being with her, I feel so sick that I want to vomit!"

That woman was actually still thinking about herself. Having the seventh and eighth princes wasn't enough, she even wanted to drag him along. It was simply wishful thinking.

"I, I don't want to..."

The old emperor didn't know what was going on with him. He felt as if he was being controlled by someone. Looking at his son in front of him, he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness. He said in a somewhat frustrated tone, "By the way, what happened to Ning Jingrou now? Did you lock her up?"

"Look, you're still thinking about that woman." Wen Jiuci's heart was filled with deep disappointment. He thought his father would change, but he didn't expect that he was still so stubborn.

The old emperor blushed and explained hastily: "I wasn't thinking about her, I just felt that something was wrong with this matter."

"Really? Obviously, I like your mother the most and I don't like Ning Jingrou, but I always do things that go against my will. This makes me feel very weird."

"So it's not that I'm concerned about her, but I'm trying to figure out what this is all about."

The old emperor realized that his current situation was closely related to Ning Jingrou.

When did it start?

Yes, it was that night!

He got drunk and had sex with Ning Jingrou for no apparent reason, and everything became different after that...

Wen Jiuci looked a little serious, staring at the old emperor, and asked, "Are you sure?"

In fact, he also suspected that the old emperor was under some kind of curse, but after consulting many imperial doctors and wizards, they could not find anything, and in the end, the matter was left unresolved.

"I'm sure." The old emperor said again: "By the way, Jiuci, I woke up after drinking the soothing potion you gave me. Is there anything else?"

"I feel a little bit uncomfortable now. What if I do this to Ning Jingrou again... that would be bad." At this point, the old emperor felt a little embarrassed. He had lived a life of glory, but now he had to suffer such a great crime in his old age.

If Ning Jingrou had not bewitched them, Jiuci and his mother would not have treated him like this.

To be honest, he didn't feel humiliated when Jiu Ci forced the emperor to abdicate this time, but felt fortunate.

If Ning Jingrou really succeeds, he will definitely regret it when he wakes up.

Wen Jiuci glanced coldly at the old emperor for a while, making sure that what he said was not false, and then said after a while: "Song Li, give him another bottle."

Song Li replied respectfully: "Yes!"

Then he took out a small jade bottle from his arms, poured out the medicine, and fed it into the old emperor's mouth.

After the old emperor drank it, his eyes became clear. He sighed and said, "Hey, Jiuci, I have let you down over the years. Can you forgive me?"

Wen Jiuci lowered his brows and said nothing, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The old emperor lying on the bed was still muttering to himself. He seemed to be in good spirits and full of energy.

Just then, a guard came to report that the other princes already knew that Wen Jiuci had returned.

At this moment, he was hurried into the palace with his close ministers, apparently to ask for an explanation from His Majesty.

The old emperor's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly comforted her: "Jiu Ci, don't worry, I will explain this matter clearly for you, and I will never let others slander you."

"Originally, my throne was to be passed on to you. It's okay for you to take the throne early. Don't worry, father will help you."

Although he was still tied to the bed, it did not prevent the old emperor from speaking in a flattering manner.

Wen Jiuci still had a trace of doubt in his heart. Could it be that Ning Ning's potion really had such miraculous effects?

Or is it the old emperor acting?

Wen Jiuci's eyes were deep. If the old emperor was enduring humiliation and deceiving him, then he would...

Brother murder!

Patricide!

The old emperor noticed the murderous intent in Wen Jiuci's eyes, sighed, and continued: "Jiuci, father did not lie to you, I really woke up, you believe me!"

"If I am deceived by Ning Jingrou again and do something to hurt you and your son, you can ask... Song Li to kill me!" The old emperor closed his eyes. If such a day really came, he would rather die than hurt Linglong again.

He has lived for so long and had lived enough in this life, but Jiu Ci is only in his twenties and still has plenty of youth. He doesn't want Jiu Ci to bear the infamy of patricide and ruin his life.

Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across Wen Jiuci's face, and then he regained his composure.

After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Okay, I'll believe you this time."