Disguised as a man: Watch me create a new dynasty

"Aunt Jiang, don't be afraid. Father already knows what happened back then. The Fu family was framed by the Jiang family and the Wang family. Now that you are here, you can talk to Concubine Shu about it. After all, Concubine Shu dared to poison Father in order to avenge the Fu family."

Yan Nansheng's voice was neither fast nor slow, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.

"What! Wang Prajna, are you crazy?"

Aunt Jiang was obviously frightened. She widened her eyes and looked at Concubine Shu in disbelief.

This crazy woman actually dared to do such a heinous thing.

Then she seemed to remember something, and a mocking arc appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Oh, that's right, your Wang family has inherited madness from their ancestors..."

"My Fu family doesn't need your fake kindness. The father is setting up a trap, and the daughter is the good one. Haha, do you Wang family have some kind of hereditary madness? My Fu family doesn't care."

Xia Sheng stood there blankly, like a frozen statue, with a lifeless look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Yan Nansheng stepped forward and patted his not-so-strong shoulder, and asked softly, "Have you read the treasure bag I gave you before?"

Xia Sheng slowly raised his head, and looked at Yan Nansheng with his big wet eyes, which were full of helplessness and hesitation, like a wounded deer.

"I have seen it." His voice was as weak as a mosquito.

"So, I am really the child of the Fu family, right?"

Upon hearing this, Concubine Shu's eyes widened suddenly, as if she had heard some shocking secret. "The child of the Fu family? Brother Fu is the only male in the Fu family..."

"Are you Brother Fu's child? No, it's impossible. That child, that child was not stabbed by the sword..."

Aunt Jiang sneered at the side, her eyes full of grief and indignation, "How can it be impossible? Ah Sheng is my nephew's child, his posthumous child."

"Back then, I was chasing after the exiled Fu family, but I was a step too slow. When I arrived..."

At this point, Aunt Jiang's voice trembled violently, as if she had returned to that bloody and horrifying scene.

"I was hiding in the bushes at the time, using the dense weeds to cover my body, so the killers didn't find me."

"Do you know who I saw there?" Aunt Jiang stared at Concubine Shu with hatred like a surging tide. "Hahahaha... Wang Prajna, I saw your father!"

"Your father is a smug villain. He insulted my parents and bullied my sister-in-law! My sister-in-law died on your father's sword, did you know that?"

"They took Ah Sheng out of the concubine's belly alive and threw him aside. They probably thought the child would not survive, so they left him alone."

Aunt Jiang burst into tears, her voice choked but full of power, "I didn't dare to run away until they left, and brought Ah Sheng back to the capital. I changed my name and surname and lived until now."

"Stop being so hypocritical! I don't want your tricks!"

Concubine Shu was completely stunned. These shocking truths were like heavy hammers, hitting her heart hard.

Her mind was in a mess. Her childhood sweetheart had become the enemy who killed her father and mother. Her own father was worse than a pig and a dog and had killed her senior brother who was as close to her as a brother.

“Hahahaha…hahaha…” Concubine Shu let out a shrill laugh that echoed in the secret room like a wail from hell.

Her eyes gradually became empty, and she seemed to have lost her soul and gone completely crazy.

Yan Nansheng watched all this quietly, feeling mixed emotions.

The emperor's face was terribly gloomy, while Ye Xiao and Eunuch Lai Fu stood beside the emperor with their heads lowered, without making a sound.

There was an extremely depressing atmosphere in the secret room, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Only the crazy laughter of Concubine Shu continued to hit everyone's eardrums, telling the misery and despair behind this palace conspiracy.

The second prince Yun Mingxu and the fifth prince stood next door with tears streaming down their faces. Their hearts were deeply hurt by their mother's crazy laughter.

The despair and regret contained in that laughter, as well as the confusion in the mother's heart, were like sharp blades piercing into their hearts.

Shufei, a woman who was once a glorious figure in the harem, is now in a desperate situation.

For eighteen years, she seemed to have been wandering in a dream from which she could not wake up.

She never imagined that her beloved's entire family was killed by her own biological father.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, she herself was a chess piece on her father's chessboard, and her sons also became chess pieces in her hands.

Concubine Shu closed her eyes. She knew clearly that she would not survive.

Her fate was already determined, but what she was most worried about were her two children.

The fifth child is still young, and although a little stupid, he is kind at heart.

As for the second child, the one she had deliberately cultivated to be deep-minded yet good at hiding his thoughts, he easily became paranoid, like a paper tiger.

In this treacherous palace, without her constant pressure and suppression, the second brother would only die faster.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze first falling on the emperor, then turning to Yan Nansheng.

His eyes moved between the two of them, finally settling on Yan Nansheng.

"Your Highness, I know you are different from the others in the harem. You disdain the struggles in the harem. Your heart is in the court, or in other words, in the world."

She took a sharp breath and said, "I admit all the charges. I only have one request. No, it's a plea."

"My two children...even though they are a little stupid, they are kind-hearted. So, so can you...can you..."

Yan Nansheng sighed secretly, she understood what Concubine Shu meant.

She gave Night Owl a look and looked at the wall next to her.

Night Owl understood and walked out.

"I know what you mean, but it depends on what Second Brother thinks."

The door was opened, and Ye Xiao walked in with two princes whose eyes were red and swollen but lifeless.

Concubine Shu looked up at them, her eyes full of pity and heartache.

How can you not love your own child?

But there is always a thorn in my heart. No matter how much I like them, I will be pierced by the thorn and can only choose to ignore it.

She felt even more guilty towards her eldest son.

As for the fifth child, she just ignored him and let him grow up on his own.

But it was indeed she who stimulated the second brother into this state.

Damn her...

"child……"

"Mother! Mother...are you in pain?" The fifth prince still spoke in a baby's voice.

He wanted to get closer to his mother, but he didn't dare to because of his father's gloomy and scary face.

After all, he is a child under ten years old. Although he feels uncomfortable when hearing what his mother said, children of his age still have a fatal dependence on their mother.