I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

Cheng Qian'an's figure was hidden in the darkness, and the cold moonlight shining down made him look as tall and straight as a pine or cypress.

He walked down the corridor, his steps steady yet surprisingly fast.

After pushing the door open, Yan Chu suddenly turned over and stared at the black shadow with his eyes open, "Who?"

Cheng Qian took a step forward, the light fell on his face, revealing a pair of eyes as dark as the abyss. His brows were lowered, faintly covered with a layer of frost.

"it's me."

A cold and low voice came out from the throat.

Yan Chu was stunned. He could clearly feel that His Highness's gaze was like a cold blade, piercing through the slightly cool air and almost piercing through him.

This is completely different from him during the day.

He has regained his sanity!

Yan Chu was shocked and overjoyed. He immediately knelt down and said respectfully, "Yan Chu pays respect to Your Highness!"

Cheng Qian'an moved, and in the blink of an eye he was behind him, sitting at the table, holding a cup of tea with his bony hands, staring at Yan Chu's back with dark eyes.

He had just regained consciousness and had lost his memory of many things, nor did he understand the various relationships among them.

Yan Chu saw that the General's Mansion had a chance to overturn the verdict, tears flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Your Highness, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day!"

Cheng Qian waved his hand, narrowed his eyes, and said, "I know, I have recovered some memories now, but there are still some things I am not clear about. Please tell me."

Hearing this, Yan Chu told him everything that had happened over the past decade.

The incompetent emperor believed the slander and banished the former queen to the cold palace, where she died with a cup of poisoned wine. At the same time, the entire family of the former queen's mother's general's mansion was executed, and blood flowed like a river overnight. The sixth prince of the dynasty also disappeared that night.

This sixth prince is the current Cheng Qian'an, and he is also the only child of the former queen.

Yan Chu was only 14 years old at the time, and was deeply favored by the General's Mansion. He was ordered to secretly search for the Sixth Prince until now, hoping that one day he could overturn the case for the General's Mansion and restore a clear conscience for the rest of his life!

Cheng Qian'an, who knew everything, had a face covered with a layer of frost. His slender and beautiful fingers tapped the table lightly, making a knocking sound.

There was a strong sense of danger between his brows, and the air pressure around him was terribly low, as if he could crush everything in the blink of an eye.

Now that he has recovered his memory, there is no time to waste.

That dog emperor was licentious and immoral, and he had a blood feud with him.

He must gather his strength and recover as soon as possible to take back everything that belongs to them!

Yan Chu was excited, and he looked up at Cheng Qian'an from time to time. This was the prince he was looking for, the man who could look down on everything!

"Yan Chu, go contact your old subordinates first, and we can discuss the rest after all parties have made contact."

A man's voice sounded faintly in the room.

"Yes, sir!" Yan Chu stood up and was about to leave.

He suddenly paused, remembered something, turned around and said seriously: "By the way, Your Highness, I have one more thing to report."

"explain."

Yan Chu said: "Since your memory has been restored, shouldn't Song Wanqing also retire?"

Hearing this, Cheng Qian'an's eyes darkened. He narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at Yan Chu who was still trying to persuade him without knowing the good or bad.

"You are a noble prince, how can you marry a peasant woman like Song Wanqing? Moreover, she is rude and unreasonable. When you were ignorant, she ordered you to wash clothes and cook, and do all kinds of chores. How can she be virtuous and kind as a woman?"

Cheng Qian'an half closed his eyes, but a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

In his mind, he could not help but imagine Song Wanqing leaning beside him with a sweet smile on her face. Her eyes were like the moon in the sky and the snow on the top of the mountain, pure as spring water and lively as the spring breeze.

Just recalling it can make me feel waves of joy in my heart.

Yan Chu was shocked when he saw a smile on Cheng Qian'an's face.

Could it be that His Highness was drugged by Song Wanqin?

He immediately frowned and pleaded, "Your Highness, please divorce her!"

Cheng Qi'an sneered: "Divorce her?"

Yan Chu nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Your Highness should marry a noble lady in the future. How can you let this peasant woman ruin your life?"

Cheng Qian'an narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and a faint light flashed across them.

Glancing at him calmly, Cheng Qian'an's smile carried a dangerous meaning. He said, "Yan Chu, am I a puppet in your hands?"

"I dare not!" Yan Chu was shocked and immediately knelt down with his head down, with cold sweat oozing out from his back.

He was immediately upset about his slip of the tongue.

His Highness is indeed His Highness. Even though he was mired in a quagmire before, it still cannot conceal his brilliance.

"Remember, Song Wanqing is my only wife in this life. No one can slander her or disrespect her." Cheng Qian'an's eyes were deep, and he added: "If you are determined to serve me as your master, you must do your duty!" His threat was particularly intimidating.

Fear flashed across Yan Chu's face. His Highness's eyes were extremely cold, like a cold blade.

He gritted his teeth, somewhat unwillingly. How could a rude peasant woman be worthy of such a handsome and noble prince!

The next second, he remembered the time when Song Wanqing threatened him, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

Forget it, neither of them is someone you can easily mess with, just run away quickly!

Cheng Qian'an looked at Yan Chu's hurriedly leaving back, and his cold expression eased a little.

at this time.

The Imperial Palace in Beijing.

A soldier hurried into the East Palace and reported: "Your Highness, Xuancheng has already... fallen!"

what? !

The man sitting on the upper seat suddenly opened his eyes. He pushed the beauty in his arms away and said angrily, "A bunch of rubbish!"

Soon, some officials were summoned.

Chu Jingce walked past the rows of officials with a gloomy face. The anger on his face could almost burn an entire grassland. He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "How do you do things? You are the only good-for-nothings like you!"

"How long has Xuancheng been lost? Why is it only reported now?"

"The Prime Minister has been ill and hasn't been attending court lately. I think he has lived long enough!"

These officials, who usually look glamorous and handsome, looked wilted in front of the prince. They hung their heads like ostriches, wishing they could hide their heads in the ground.

They were all silent, but shouting wildly in their hearts.

My Prime Minister! How could you abandon us to face the wrath of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? We can't bear it without you.

Chu Jingce was so angry that his face turned blue. "Speak up! Now is the time for you to speak. You were so good at flattering people before!"

He really wanted to drag these wastes away and chop them up!

After a long silence, an official finally spoke tremblingly: "Your Highness, how about sending troops to take back Xuancheng?"

Someone retorted: "No, Your Highness. We are short of food and soldiers. If we fight, it will hurt the foundation of our country!"

The two groups held their own opinions and refused to give in to each other, and the scene instantly became noisy.

Chu Jingce frowned, waved his hand, and ordered with a gloomy face: "The neighboring city should increase taxes by 20%, and capture some able-bodied men. This time, we must take Xuancheng back!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise!"

"I will do it right away!"