Marry the crippled king and seize the kingdom with space!

Mo Tianyu secretly planned in his heart that he would make Ye Zirou completely forget the word "divorce".

Mo Tianyu knew that breaking the ice in Ye Zirou's heart would not happen overnight. He needed patience and perseverance.

Just now.

Long San hurried back to the palace.

"Your Highness, Your Highness! Something terrible has happened. Something has happened to the prince!" The hurried footsteps of the guards accompanied his panicked cries.

Mo Tianyu frowned, with a hint of impatience in his tone: "When will you change your impatience? What happened?"

Long San's face was pale, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he gasped: "The Crown Prince... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince... He has... He has passed away!"

"What?" Mo Tianyu's voice suddenly rose, and an expression of disbelief and shock flashed in his eyes.

Mo Tianyu took a deep breath and calmed himself down: "Who did this?"

His eyes involuntarily swept to Ye Zirou who was standing beside him, and he felt uneasy.

"I saw... saw Wushuang sneaking in from the backyard of the Prince's Mansion..."

Mo Tianyu looked at Long San: "Unparalleled? Why?"

Long San lowered his head and told Mo Tianyu how Wushuang sneaked into the Prince's Mansion and every detail of the confrontation with the Prince.

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In fact, just before Ye Zirou came to find the prince, Ye Zirou told Wushuang that she could take the prince's life.

Wushuang left in a hurry and headed straight for the Prince's Mansion.

When Wushuang arrived outside the prince's mansion, Long San saw her. Long San had been responsible for keeping an eye on the prince's every move.

Wushuang arrived at the prince's door and kicked it open without hesitation. She looked into the room with sharp eyes and saw the prince sleeping in the arms of a woman.

The prince and the woman were startled by the sudden noise, their hearts tightened, and their eyes quickly turned to the source of the sound.

The prince took a closer look and discovered that the person coming was a woman in blue, and his guard immediately disappeared.

"Oh? You are a beauty. Do you also want to spend the night with me?" The prince raised his eyebrows and looked at Wushuang with a teasing tone.

The woman smiled and leaned on the prince. The tension in her heart also eased. Her eyes were like water, and she stared at the strange woman in front of her with tenderness and affection.

"You beast, today is the day you die." Wushuang shouted angrily, pointing the tip of his sword directly at the prince, with the flame of revenge burning in his eyes.

The prince just smiled contemptuously, stood up slowly, approached step by step, pressed down her sword casually, and said jokingly: "Beauty, do you want to have some exciting fun with me?"

When the prince approached, he found out: "Why do I feel that the beauty looks familiar? Have we met her somewhere before?"

After recalling for a moment, Breakthrough suddenly realized something and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Aren't you the woman that I fell in love with at first sight in the brothel that day? You disappeared after the Prince's mansion was robbed that night, but now you have come to my door on your own initiative. Could it be that I failed to satisfy you that night, so you came here today to renew our relationship?" The prince still did not take Wushuang seriously and laughed unscrupulously.

Wushuang's heart was filled with anger and humiliation. Her hands trembled slightly. She raised the sword suddenly, and with a flash of cold light, she slashed across the prince's chest from bottom to top.

The prince opened his eyes wide and looked down at his chest which was gradually turning red in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

The woman behind him saw this scene and screamed in horror: "Ah!" She clutched the corner of the quilt tightly, huddled to the side, and her whole body froze.

"You bitch, how dare you attack me?" the prince cursed.

Wushuang swung the sword again, this time from top to bottom.

He drew a big cross directly on the prince's chest.

"You... someone, come quickly..."

Without waiting for the prince to finish speaking, Wushuang struck him in the throat with a sword. The prince's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his body collapsed to the ground weakly.

Wushuang's sword did not stop, and continued to swing towards the prince's body mercilessly.

Each sword carried endless anger and despair, as if to vent out all the pain in his heart.

The woman on the bed had already fainted from fright.

Wushuang left the Prince's Mansion without looking back.

After a long time, the servants in the palace discovered this scene. They were so horrified that their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground. They crawled and sent someone to report to the emperor.

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Mo Tianyu looked at Ye Zirou who was standing beside him. She was still sipping tea leisurely.

Ye Zirou felt Mo Tianyu's gaze, she gently put down the teacup and raised her eyes to meet his.

"I sent Wushuang. I rescued Wushuang from the Crown Prince's Mansion. She has been waiting for this moment for a long time and has paid a lot."

"understood."

He waved his hand, signaling Long San to retreat: "Long San, you go down, this matter must not be spread out."

Long San frowned and replied worriedly, "But Your Majesty, the Crown Prince passed away suddenly. I'm afraid it will be difficult for our palace to stay out of it."

The prince's tone was firm but with hidden worry: "Now that things have come to this, let's wait and see what happens."

Long San didn't say anything more and walked out.

Ye Zirou listened to their conversation and roughly knew that the prince's death would involve the royal palace.

"Mo Tianyu, I killed the prince and brought trouble to the mansion?"

"It's okay. I'm here for anything. Rouer, don't worry." Mo Tianyu looked at her.

"No matter what happens, I can handle it alone and will never implicate you and the palace." Ye Zirou was full of guilt and determination.

"Rou'er, if I become penniless and no longer have this honor and title, will you still be willing to stay with me?"

Mo Tianyu's eyes flickered with anxiety and expectation as he stared at Ye Zirou closely.

Um? What do you mean?

This feels a bit like a wedding scene, the master of ceremonies solemnly asked: [Regardless of poverty or wealth, health or sickness, are you willing to marry the groom? ]

I replied in a mysterious way: "I do!"

Mo Tianyu excitedly grabbed Ye Zirou's hand: "Really? Are you really willing?"

Ye Zirou suddenly came to her senses and felt flustered.

She quickly shook off his hand and looked at him with complicated eyes: "No, that's not what I meant."

"What I mean is, whether you are a prince or not, I will not just walk away and bring trouble to the palace. Besides, we still haven't signed the divorce agreement. This is our deal." Ye Zirou said nervously.

After listening to this, Mo Tianyu felt a sense of loss, as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart.

He had expected to hear a hint of sincerity in her words, even a little bit, but what he got in return was the cold word "transaction".

His eyes dimmed, and the little hope in his heart was shattered.

Ye Zirou noticed his changes and felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

But she knew that some things had to be made clear: "I don't want to get married, and I will never accept sharing a man with someone else."

"What I want is a faithful partner, a man who will love me and no other woman in his life."

"I cannot tolerate any betrayal or deception in my heart. And here, men are used to having three wives and four concubines. I cannot accept such a lifestyle."

ba ba ba ~

Ye Zirou output it all in one breath.