Cut off my tendons in my hands and feet to make me marry? Prepare to die!

The Grand Secretary's mansion was rarely so noisy in the middle of the night.

When Cheng Wei's only son Cheng Rui was woken up by the servants, he looked quite angry.

"What are you arguing about? Is the sky falling?"

The boy at the door said with a stiff face:

"Sir, it's the master and the mistress, they are fighting."

Cheng Rui got up in the dark, and when he heard the words, he bumped his head against the door frame.

When he hurried to his parents' main courtyard, he heard his mother crying from afar:

"I know you dislike me. When the sun rises, we will get divorced!"

Cheng Rui felt a headache after hearing this, and hurried into his parents' yard and knocked on the door.

Cheng Wei's roar came:

"Who's outside? Get out!"

Cheng Rui coughed lightly and said:

"Father, mother, it's the child."

Ling's crying stopped immediately.

The door was half open. Cheng Wei pulled Cheng Rui into the room with a dark face and then closed the door heavily.

Ling's eyelids were red and swollen from crying. After seeing her son, she turned around and sobbed, wiping her tears.

Cheng Wei seemed very angry. He lowered his voice and said:

"Why do you think the noble ladies in the capital don't want to marry into our family? Is it because Rui'er has a mother like you who is so confused?"

Ling twisted her neck and glared at him:

"Now you are blaming me. Did you keep silent when everyone in your Cheng family ate my dowry?"

"You!" Cheng Wei pointed at Ling, his face turned red and white, and finally he closed his eyes and said fiercely:

"Forget it. Now that things have come to this, I will explain it to you clearly, so that Rui'er won't be harmed by your foolish mother!"

Cheng Rui was wiping his mother's tears with a handkerchief, while looking at his father seriously.

When my father was young, his family was poor. It was all thanks to my grandfather who had a keen eye for talent and provided financial support, and also married my mother to my father. Over the years, my father has never had any second thoughts about my mother.

There must be other reasons for my father's rage tonight.

Cheng Wei picked up the cold ginseng soup on the table and drank it in one gulp. Then he spoke in a low voice:

"Great Chu, things are going to change!"

Ling looked at him blankly, not understanding what he meant.

Cheng Rui's eyes flashed:

"Father, are you talking about His Majesty's illness?"

Cheng Wei looked at his son with appreciation and nodded slightly:

"Your Majesty has asked the Crown Prince to govern the country, and the Crown Prince will definitely get rid of the Dingbei Palace as soon as possible!"

Ling stood up in panic:

"How could this be? I, I am very close to Princess Song, the Crown Prince will not do anything to my family, right?"

Cheng Wei snorted coldly and glanced at Ling:

"As long as you understand!"

Then he spoke in a softer voice, saying that the prince had had a secret talk with him today, asking him to find the right time to kill Yue Ran.

Cheng Wei has prided himself on being an upright official for half his life and has never taken sides among the princes. However, now that Emperor Shengwen has suddenly fallen ill and Crown Prince Chu Hantian is regent, it is difficult for him to maintain the image of a loyal minister.

If Emperor Shengwen woke up after helping the prince, he would be finished in front of Emperor Shengwen.

If he rejected the crown prince, and the crown prince ascended the throne after Emperor Shengwen's death, he would be finished.

Caught in a dilemma, half of his hair turned white.

At home, Ling was still dreaming about Qingqiu, wanting to swallow up Yue Ran's dowry in one gulp. He couldn't hold back his anger and took action.

Marrying into the Dingbei Palace at this juncture is simply because one is afraid that his family will die too late.

Ling finally understood why her husband was angry. She pouted, still feeling aggrieved in her heart:

"I'm not doing this for Rui'er's future."

After hearing this, Cheng Rui had already guessed what his parents were arguing about.

Yue Ran, the only female general of the Great Chu.

In her father's mind, she was a shameless, disgraceful and immoral woman.

In her mother's heart, she was an old maid who was only worthy of being the wife of her cousin Ling Siping.

And on the day Yue Ran returned to the court, he was dazzled by the scarred smile she saw after she took off her mask.

The phoenix flying in the sky is just as dazzling as that.

So his mother was moved and wanted to propose to Yue Ran on his behalf?

Cheng Rui lowered his eyes and looked at his white hands.

He is weak and has no talent for either literature or martial arts, so how can he be worthy of standing by her side?

This year's imperial examination is coming up, if he has a chance to win the palace examination...

"Mother, I remember that my grandfather once gave me a red vine fruit?" Cheng Rui suddenly spoke.

Ling stared at her son blankly again and hummed unconsciously, not knowing why her son brought up this thing.

Cheng Rui looked at his father and whispered:

"The medicinal properties of red vine fruit are sweet and hot. After taking it, people will have nosebleeds and unbearable headaches, making it difficult to walk, but after three days, they will feel refreshed and all their illnesses will be cured."

"Father normally wouldn't need this fruit because he's in good health, but now, he might as well eat this red vine fruit right away."

Cheng Wei looked at his son with sharp eyes, and patted his son's shoulder heavily:

"You are worthy of being my son!"

In three days, the situation in the capital will be settled.

The next morning, two bodies were found floating in a lake outside Beijing.

After Jingzhao Yin Liu Quanfu learned that the two floating corpses were the two missing imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau, he immediately reported it to the Eastern Palace.

Crown Prince Chu Hantian was furious and ordered people to thoroughly investigate the whereabouts of the two imperial doctors before their death.

Yue Zihuan, the prince's tutor, stood up at this moment and reported that his biological father, Yue Yuan, the Prince of Dingbei, had already bribed the two doctors and was waiting for the right time to take action against Emperor Shengwen.

Yue Zihuan knelt outside the Jingzhao Yin Mansion, his face filled with grief and indignation, and shouted:

"Unfortunately, although I am a son, I was unable to persuade my father to stop, and now he has even kicked me out of the palace."

"But I have read the books of sages, so I must understand the truth. I will give up my status as the eldest son of the royal palace and restore the peace and order in this world!"

The entire capital was in an uproar, and Chu Hantian ordered the Dali Temple Minister Zhou Wenzhen to personally try the case.

Before people had finished eating the melon, someone discovered that the wives, children and elder relatives of the two imperial doctors were killed along with a large amount of valuables nearly a hundred miles away from the capital. Not a penny of the property in the car was touched, which showed that they were killed while fleeing the capital.

Dingbei Palace.

When Yue Yuan heard Yue Zihuan accusing him of regicide, he laughed loudly several times and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ning Xin frowned as she felt Yue Yuan's pulse and said in a deep voice:

"Your Highness, please do not get angry again. Otherwise, you will suffer new injuries before your old ones are healed. Even if my uncle comes in person, he will not be able to restore your health."

Yue Yuan slowly wiped the blood from his lips and smiled bitterly:

"I don't want to die, but my own son wants me to die immediately."

Yue Ran thought about it with a cold face, took the carved railings and jade steps, and went straight to the ancestral temple.

Song had not been in the ancestral temple for a full month, but her hands were already covered with chilblains. She was filled with misery and resentment, and when she saw Yue Ran, she wanted to pounce on her and tear her face off.

Yue Ran grabbed Song's wrist, frowned and whispered:

"Now you have two choices, Yue Zihuan and Yue Ziyu, who do you want to live and who do you want to die?"

Song opened her eyes wide in horror when she heard this:

"Are you a human? They are your brothers!"

Yue Ran raised her eyebrows slightly:

"You mean the brother who reported our father for regicide?"

Song was confined in the ancestral temple and was unaware of the turmoil in the outside world. When Diaolan told her what Yue Zihuan had done, her legs went weak and she fell to the ground, her whole body as if she had been drenched in ice water.

How could my son do this?

If King Dingbei committed a capital crime, how could she get back her immense wealth in the future?

Yue Ran looked down at her:

"Yue Zihuan has done something like this. He and my father are already at war to the death. So, what is your choice, Princess?"

"Do you want Yue Zihuan to die, or do you want Yue Ziyu to die?"

Song looked at Yue Ran blankly, feeling unwilling: "Zi Yu is far away in Xilu Academy, what can you do to him?"

Yue Ran's red lips curved slightly, her eyes were as black as ink:

“I forgot to tell you that Lu’s people are taking Yue Ziyu back to the capital of Da Chu.”

"Your choice determines whether he returns to Beijing alive or dead."