Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Five years ago, an arms trafficking incident at the Military Equipment Bureau led to the defeat of the Southern Xinjiang War and the death of 30,000 people.

It was originally covered by time.

A general who lost a battle was beheaded. Even if he cried out in injustice before his death, claiming it was not his fault but rather the result of old and damaged weapons, what good would such a cry do? What prisoner on death row wouldn't cry out in injustice and shirk responsibility before his death?

But now, this case has been uncovered by Ling Yan because he has obtained a key piece of evidence.

That piece of evidence came from Weiyuan Marquis Mansion.

Yan Xiaozhen never dreamed that the evidence he left behind because he didn't want to become someone else's scapegoat would become the irreparable evidence that would leave him powerless.

Of course, Yan Xiaozhen himself also made a lot of money from this matter.

But who would have thought that there would be a thorough investigation five years later?

He originally thought that after the storm had passed, he would use what he left behind to exchange for a better future.

Or, find a better way out for his son Ji Ze.

But now, everything is gone.

He was imprisoned.

The prison is deep, the musty smell is overwhelming, and it is so dark that no sunlight can be seen.

Yan Xiaozhen looked haggard and his eyes were dull.

He couldn't understand why things had developed to this point. There were two pieces of evidence that convicted him, which he kept in his study and should not have been known to anyone else.

Unless there is a traitor in his house.

No, perhaps it wasn't the evidence in his house that was the problem, but rather something else had gone wrong. After all, with so many people involved, it was possible that something could go wrong at any stage.

He has wiped out all the traces, but others may not!

When he was puzzled, a jailer called out, "Yan Xiaozhen, someone is here to visit!"

Yan Xiaozhen was stunned. He had been in prison for several days. Zhang Rou had seen him being taken away. He thought Zhang Rou would come, but she never did.

Is it because she has to take care of Ji Ze that she is free to come here today?

He had to tell Zhang Rou to put her mind at ease. He had already made plans for them and their son. The title deed to the house had long been given to Zhang Rou, and he had also prepared some money for them.

As long as Zhang Rou takes good care of Jize, he will still ask Jize to be named the prince when he gets out!

In the dim light, he saw the figure of a woman approaching.

When the lights gradually came together and her face appeared before his eyes, Yan Xiaozhen was stunned. It was Tian Jiaying!

She was carrying a small basket with a few changes of clothes and a food box.

Yan Xiaozhen was alone in the dark prison, lonely and helpless. No one came to see him or to greet him. He was almost rotting and stinking in there.

When he saw Tian Jiaying, his eyes lit up. Although it was not Zhang Rou, the one he had been thinking about and wanted to see more, it still made him feel warm and touched.

He rushed forward, grabbing the fence with both hands: "Ah Ying, Ah Ying, you really treat me better. How did you know about me? Is everything okay in the mansion?"

Tian Jiaying laughed, and in the dim light, the smile looked eerie.

But Yan Xiaozhen didn't pay any attention.

Seeing her lunch box, he spoke naturally: "Ah Ying, you really understand me. The food in this prison is not fit for human consumption. These days, I'm almost losing my appetite."

Tian Jiaying didn't rush over. She stared straight at Yan Xiaozhen: "My Lord, where is our Chang'er?"

Yan Xiaozhen said nonchalantly, "I've already sent someone to send him back to his hometown. He can learn business there and make a living in the future. His career as an official is over, so it's useless for him to stay in the capital."

He was even a little happy.

If he was really convicted, his house might be confiscated. Fortunately, he had sent the money and people back to his hometown early on.

Luchang was learning business in his hometown, which also preserved his Yan family bloodline. Ji Ze had not yet been recognized. If the family was confiscated and convicted, Ji Ze would not be included.

"Really? Is our Chang'er really in his hometown?"

"Of course, you miss Chang'er, right? When I'm free after a while, I'll accompany you back to see him." At this moment, he felt that Tian Jiaying was his wife in need, and she was more affectionate than Zhang Rou.

As expected, a concubine is just a concubine after all. If something really happens, the wife will still be the one to take care of it.

So he was quite tender and sweet in his heart, and spoke softly as well.

Tian Jiaying laughed again, her laughter was short and strange.

"My Lord, do you still want to recognize your concubine?"

Yan Xiaozhen didn't know why she brought up this matter again at this time. Thinking that it might be a woman's jealousy, he said casually, "No hurry, let's talk about it after I leave."

His case has not yet been concluded. If he is convicted, won’t he be forced to admit his son and suffer?

Tian Jiaying slowly approached, placed the food box on the ground, and took out the clothes from her bag, unfolding them one by one.

"My Lord, I made these for you stitch by stitch. You said you loved wearing the clothes I made the most. They were warm and comfortable to wear. I brought them to you."

Her voice was low, and Yan Xiaozhen thought she was in a bad mood because she saw him in prison.

Hearing her mention the past, he said softly, "Ah Ying, don't worry. They don't have any substantial evidence, and I'll be out soon! I know you're a good person, and I'll treat you even better after I get out!"

As he spoke, he opened the lunch box.

Normally a man who lived a life of luxury, being in this prison was truly suffocating. The food was rough and scratchy, and he couldn't swallow it at all. He was terribly hungry.

He opened the lid of the lunch box and was about to take the food inside. When he saw what was inside the lunch box, he screamed in fear and overturned the lunch box with one hand.

A human head rolled out, and a pair of eyes seemed to be staring at him.

Yan Xiaozhen was terrified and stared at Tian Jiaying in disbelief: "You, you vicious woman, you actually killed someone?"

Not only did he kill someone, but he also took the head to the prison and put it in front of him. What did he want to do?

He had killed people on the battlefield before, but just now, he was caught off guard so suddenly that his heart almost stopped beating, and he didn't dare to look at the bloody head.

Tian Jiaying laughed, her laughter was sarcastic, crazy and hysterical.

Amidst her laughter, her voice was like a demon from hell, cold and eerie: "My Lord, you can't recognize that this is our Chang'er?"

Yan Xiaozhen was shocked. He had just crawled back several steps and looked over doubtfully, but the head was covered by hair and he could not see the face clearly. He could only see a pair of eyes.

He thought about it, calmed himself down, and crawled over to pull aside the messy hair.

He growled briefly, "How is this possible? How could Chang'er die?"

Tian Jiaying threw herself at him and started fighting: "Yan Xiaozhen, you killed your son with your own hands. You sent your son to be a prostitute, are you still human? I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Yan Xiaozhen was pulled to the ground by him and had several scratches on his face.

The frantic Tian Jiaying struck Yan Xiaozhen so hard that he regained consciousness in the pain. He reached out and grabbed Tian Jiaying's hand, sternly shouting, "What nonsense! I clearly sent Chang'er back home. When did I ever send him to be a prostitute? He's my son. No matter how useless he is, he's still my son. How could I do such a thing?"

Tian Jiaying had already lost her mind: "If it wasn't you, then who was it? Chang'er said it himself. You sent someone to take him back, pretending to be sending him back to his hometown, but halfway there, they ended up in a small brothel called Zuimengyoufang."

Yan Xiaozhen sensed something was wrong and held down the frantic Tian Jiaying. "Then why did he lose his life in the brothel?"

He suddenly thought of something: "Zuimeng Youfang, yes, it belongs to the Sixth Prince!"

"He was tortured there, forced to entertain customers, and even castrated! He's your son. Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, Yan Xiaozhen, you beast!"

Tian Jiaying burst into tears. "I heard about him and went to see him. I was ready to raise money to redeem him, but your good daughter, that beast Yan Xueqi, told the Sixth Prince about this in order to please him. The Sixth Prince was afraid that the matter would become a big deal, so he sent people to beat Chang'er to death and threw him into a mass grave."

She cried uncontrollably: "I, I rushed to the mass grave. Poor Chang'er, his body was eaten by wild dogs. He died in a miserable state. The pain was killing me!"

Yan Xiaozhen stood up suddenly. "The Sixth Prince married Qi'er as his concubine, so why did he want to harm Chang'er? Why did he kidnap Chang'er under my name and send him to a prostitute's house to be humiliated? Why?"

He was very sad because his son died.

However, he has more than one son, so he is not as desperate and hopeless as Tian Jiaying!

A voice suddenly interrupted: "I know why!"