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Hearing this, Yan Heng's anger was instantly ignited. He sat up straight, stared at Wen Rou with wide eyes, and shouted angrily: "You are dreaming, you are already my woman, and there is no way you can step out of the palace again. Today, I will take you as my concubine." When Wen Rou heard that Yan Heng wanted her to be a concubine, she was immediately furious and retorted without showing any weakness: "I don't want to be your concubine!"

Yan Heng felt that Wenrou was completely ungrateful. With Wenrou's family background and status, being a concubine was a great blessing, let alone a concubine. He stood up, put on his outer robe, and said through gritted teeth, "You have to agree even if you don't want to." After that, Yan Heng turned and left.

Wenrou was furious. She had been forced into a relationship without saying anything, and now she was being forced to be Yan Heng's concubine. So Wenrou started a one-sided cold war with Yan Heng. Yan Heng, fearing he might get hurt because he had been drugged before, quickly and secretly called in Doctor Wang.

After taking Yan Heng's pulse, Doctor Wang seemed to be frightened by his pulse and knelt down directly.

Seeing this, Yan Heng hurriedly asked anxiously: "How is it? Does this medicine have any side effects?"

Doctor Wang buried his head deeply in the ground and said with difficulty, "This medicine is extremely vicious. Your Highness, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to have children in the future."

Yan Heng fell into his chair upon hearing this, seemingly unable to believe his ears. After a long moment, he finally asked, "Are you sure?"

"I am sure." Hearing what Doctor Wang said, Yan Heng felt dizzy. Not having an heir meant that he would have no chance of becoming emperor. He paused and said, "You are not allowed to tell anyone about this. Only you and I know about it, including my father. Doctor Wang, you must know who you belong to." This matter must be kept secret.

Doctor Wang quickly agreed. He knew such a secret and was lucky to be alive, so he dared not tell anyone else.

Yan Heng now knew that the one who harmed him was Yan Jin again, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Since others were unkind, he could only be unjust.

Yan Heng had no substantial evidence and had originally planned to wait until he could catch Yan Jin's weakness before exposing his true face to his father. But now, Yan Heng didn't want to wait even a moment longer.

That night, Yan Heng secretly sought an audience with Yan Yintian and told him about his several poisoning experiences. Yan Yintian was already very fond of Yan Heng, and when he heard that someone had harmed his son, he was furious. Even if the perpetrator was his own son, he would not tolerate it.

"Father, I have an idea." Seeing this, Yan Heng stepped forward and said.

Wenrou hadn't seen Yan Heng for several days, but even though he didn't show up, he sent someone to take her in as a concubine. He actually made her his concubine. Wenrou was practically pissed off. In her mind, if she were to get married, she would definitely marry someone who loved her. Being a concubine had never crossed her mind.

But Wenrou couldn't even see Yan Heng, let alone reject him in person. Not long after, news spread in the palace that the emperor was seriously ill.

Wenrou heard from others that the Crown Prince had recently begun handling state affairs on behalf of the Emperor, and it seemed that he was not far from succeeding to the throne. This seemed to be the reason why Yan Heng had not been seen recently.

Meanwhile, Yan Jin and Shangguan Qing were both shocked by the news. If the emperor passed away at this moment, the crown prince would undoubtedly be the next emperor. Their long-term plan would then be for nothing.

Shangguan Qing suddenly thought that in modern times, there was an unofficial history saying that Yan Jin did not come to power through normal channels, but seized the throne from the prince by force.

Thinking of this, Shangguan Qing's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, have you ever thought about taking back the throne on your own?"

Yan Jin narrowed his eyes upon hearing this and looked at Shangguan Qing. Shangguan Qing thought Yan Jin was undecided, so he advised, "If the Crown Prince ascends the throne, with his sinister nature, he will surely have you killed. Rather than that, Your Highness, it would be better for you to strike first!"

Yan Jin did not speak. In fact, he had already planned this. If it were any other prince, he might not have the strength to seek power, but he was different. In fact, his biological mother's true identity was the Holy Maiden of Dianyun Country. At the beginning, his mother did not want to be a Holy Maiden, so she fled to the palace. Unexpectedly, she was favored by the emperor and gave birth to him. Although his mother had died in the palace, people from Dianyun Country secretly contacted him. Over the years, Dianyun Country has always had dealings with him, and he even secretly raised private soldiers, who were all from Dianyun Country.

It was precisely because of the support of Dianyun Kingdom that Yan Jin dared to compete with Yan Heng. Yan Jin had already made up his mind at this time. He looked at Shangguan Qing, touched her face, and said: "Qing'er, don't worry, if I become emperor one day, you will be my queen."

Shangguan Qing was delighted upon hearing this, and she looked forward to the days ahead immensely. By then, Yan Heng, or even gentleness, would be trampled under her feet. As Shangguan Qing thought this, a determined glint flashed in her eyes.

In the emperor's chambers, imperial physicians came in and out, and the air was filled with the scent of Chinese herbs. Yan Heng, Yan Jin, and several other princes stood guard by Yan Yintian's bedside.

Yan Yintian lay on the bed, coughed a few times, and said with difficulty: "Heng'er, you must take good care of your brothers in the future. I hope to see you two brothers respect each other."

When the other princes heard this, they understood that their father meant the throne must belong to the Crown Prince. He wanted them to obey the Crown Prince and respect each other as brothers. With the exception of Yan Jin, the other princes had long since given up on the idea of seizing the throne. After all, the Crown Prince held such a high position in their father's heart that they had never been able to compete for him since they were young, and had given up on it as they grew up. Furthermore, the former Empress came from the Prime Minister's household, and the Crown Prince's maternal grandfather was the current, highly respected Prime Minister. What could they possibly do to challenge the Crown Prince?

After everyone left, only the Crown Prince remained by the Emperor's side. Yan Yintian slowly rose from his sickbed and sighed, "If he doesn't take action this time, then grant him a fiefdom and keep him away from the capital." As a father, he truly didn't want to witness his children slaughtering each other if possible. It was for this reason that he had appointed a Crown Prince early on, precisely because he didn't want to give his other children any hope. But he never expected it to end like this.

"Your son will obey your father's orders." Yan Heng stood beside him, lowered his head and responded softly.

The palace is now shrouded in a tense atmosphere of impending chaos. The court officials are all worried about their own safety and are trying to protect themselves as much as possible during the impending transition of the throne. At this moment, the situation in the court is extremely complicated, with three opposing forces forming.

One faction was the emperor's close ministers, one faction was the prince's party headed by the prime minister, and the remaining faction was the ministers who opposed the prince's ascension to the throne and supported Yan Jin.

Against this backdrop, everyone harbors ulterior motives and plots, and the power struggle within the palace intensifies, with undercurrents surging.