After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

She said affectionately: "Ever since Your Highness redeemed me from the music house, my world has only been filled with Your Highness. If you hadn't come, I would have felt like I had lost my soul."

Such words can touch a man's heart the most, and Song Yanchen is no exception.

He gazed at the beauty in his arms lovingly and smiled dotingly: "From now on, I will come to visit you every day, okay?"

The singer nodded gently, tilted her head back, and responded with her bright red lips. At this moment, the two of them forgot all the troubles of the world.

It was not until late at night and the music ended that the singer slowly turned to the main topic. Her voice was still gentle, but a little more serious: "Your Highness seems to be more energetic than usual today. What kind of happy event can make Your Highness so excited?"

Her eyes were full of curiosity and concern.

Song Yanchen hugged her, his eyes rolling. Normally, he might keep silent about these trivial matters, but today, the joy of defeating Song Yanyi made him unable to control himself, and he decided to share the joy of victory with her...

Moreover, in this palace as deep as the sea, the person in his arms can only find a trace of peace in the turbulent court struggles if he sticks closely to him.

On weekdays, she could only wait silently for his occasional favor in this magnificent yet lonely mansion.

Song Yanchen could no longer suppress the long-suppressed pride in his heart, and it burst out from his lips: "Father has become suspicious of the prince's behavior, and I have repeatedly offered good advice on border affairs, which has won his appreciation. Perhaps, the coveted position of the prince will soon become a treasure that I can easily take!"

His words were filled with unquestionable confidence as he continued, "When the time comes, I will take you to the East Palace, which symbolizes supreme glory, and make you the most dazzling concubine by my side."

A hint of imperceptible coldness flashed across Le Ji's eyes, but her voice was still gentle: "Being able to accompany His Highness the Sixth Prince is the greatest fortune of my life. As for status, I dare not have the slightest unreasonable expectation."

There was a subtle firmness in her words as she continued, "I know very well that the Sixth Prince has been controlled by the Crown Prince for a long time. After years of forbearance and suffering, the day has finally come when the clouds will clear and the sun will shine. For the sake of the Sixth Prince, I will never allow the Crown Prince any chance to turn things around!"

Song Yanchen stared at Le Ji with interest, curiosity flashing in his eyes: "Oh? What brilliant plan do you have?"

Le Ji raised her lips to a faint smile, and said, "I don't have any brilliant plan. I just think that the Crown Prince is under house arrest right now. If something unexpected happens at this critical moment, wouldn't the Sixth Prince be able to get rid of the Crown Prince's threat once and for all?"

"In this way, the Sixth Prince will no longer have to engage in intrigues with the Crown Prince and live in constant vigilance. In my eyes, the Sixth Prince is far superior to the Crown Prince in both wisdom and ability. It's a pity that he is not the Queen's biological son, which gives the Crown Prince the upper hand."

Upon hearing this, Song Yanchen was silent for a moment, his eyes revealing some hesitation and struggle.

Deep in his heart, he had fantasized countless times that if he and Song Yanyi swapped identities and became the most noble legitimate son, then all the glory and power would naturally belong to him without him having to go to such great lengths.

If there is no prince...

There was a flash of ruthlessness in Song Yanchen's eyes for a moment, and then he stood up, his clothes rustling, and the tenderness and affection just now were gone.

"I have some important matters to attend to. I will come to visit you again when I have time." After he finished speaking, he strode out of the room resolutely.

Le Ji gently covered herself with a soft silk blanket, with a determined smile on her face.

At this time, Song Yanchen had already walked into the brightly lit study and waved to summon his most trusted secret guard.

"Please come see me as soon as possible, Lord Wen," he ordered.

The secret guard looked embarrassed, exchanged a complicated look, and replied: "Lord Wen just left not long ago, I will ask him to return immediately."

However, before he turned around, he was stopped by Song Yanchen's voice.

"No need. Lord Wen has been running around for me recently. Let him have a good rest." Song Yanchen's voice was steady and resolute. "I can handle this matter myself."

Seeing this, the secret guard had to stop, turn around respectfully, and wait for further instructions from Song Yanchen.

"The Crown Prince's imprisonment is a golden opportunity for me. If I can take this opportunity to get rid of the Crown Prince, the supreme throne will be within my grasp!"

Song Yanchen's tone was full of ambition and determination. "I have a bottle of extremely toxic medicine in my hand. If you come into contact with it, there will be no chance of survival!"

Upon hearing this, the secret guards fell silent.

One of the more courageous ones mustered up the courage to dissuade them: "Although the Crown Prince is under house arrest, if we act rashly, it may cause unrest in the court and the country. The Sixth Prince has finally gained the upper hand, so why not discuss it with Lord Wen again..."

Before he could finish his words, a loud and fierce slap mercilessly landed on his face.

"How could I not know the influence of Lord Wen in the palace?" Song Yanchen stared at them coldly with a look as sharp as a knife. "You are the sharp blades I trained, don't you even recognize your own master?"

"Listen carefully, this must be done cleanly and neatly, without any mistakes!"

The secret guards did not dare to disobey, so they bowed their heads and accepted the order, then quickly left the study.

Song Yanchen snorted softly, his expression softening slightly.

He thought to himself that the secret guards must act quickly to avoid any further complications.

Once successful, the position of crown prince will be just around the corner!

It was late at night, the moonlight was bright, Cui Rong and Cui Yunhe sat side by side on the bed, chatting and laughing. It was not until Cui Yunhe yawned that Cui Rong smiled and said, "You don't have to force yourself to chat with me. We live in the same courtyard now, and there is still a lot of time in the future. There are plenty of opportunities."

"That being said, my sister is the mistress of the palace and is very busy every day. It is not easy to talk to her."

Cui Yunhe raised his head and looked at her tenderly, "Now that my sister is free, I naturally have to cherish this rare time."

Cui Rongrong smiled in response, her eyes full of doting: "You seem so sleepy that you can hardly open your eyes. You should go to bed early. I will be free for the next few days. You can go out with me to relax."

A hint of surprise flashed in Cui Yunhe's eyes, and she was about to agree happily, but was suddenly interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Xifeng, a guard in the palace, rushed in with a panicked look.

"Miss, something bad has happened! The Crown Prince has been poisoned, and the Queen has urgently summoned you to enter the palace immediately!"

Cui Rongrong's brows were tightly locked together, forming a deep "川" character.

She quickly turned over and got off the bed, her movements quick and decisive, the moonlight filtering through the window.