I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

"What? Wei Jian'an, are you crazy? Are you trying to rebel?"

The emperor jumped up from his throne in alarm, and the empress rushed forward to pull him back.

"emperor……"

At this moment, Qin Shun stood in front of the Emperor and angrily rebuked him:

"Your Highness, the throne will be yours sooner or later, so why are you in such a hurry?"

Wei Jian'an brandished his longsword.

"Qin Shun, if you know what's good for you, get out of the way right now, or I'll kill you too."

Huo Batian urged impatiently:

"Wei Jian'an, hurry up and get started, I don't have much time to spend with you here."

With Huo Batian's support, Wei Jian'an was naturally fearless. He pointed his sword at the Emperor and said expressionlessly:

"Father, please forgive your unfilial son. Today, only one of us can live. You are already old and have enjoyed many years of peace and happiness. It is time for you to pass this position to me."

"Bastard thing."

The emperor pointed at him, pressing one hand hard against his chest, his cloudy eyes seeming to spit fire.

"Wei Jian'an, all the cultivation and trust I have placed in you over the years have been wasted. You have truly disappointed me."

After saying that, he looked up at Wei Jianning.

"Ning'er, De'er, Xun'er, Ye'er, whoever kills him for me will be the crown prince."

Upon hearing this, the princes were all somewhat tempted, but none of them dared to take a step forward.

Mo Ning stood there without moving. Lan Zhi glanced at him and asked softly.

"Are you going to do it?"

He smiled, pursing his lips.

"not the right time yet."

He had barely finished speaking when an old voice came from outside.

"Let me in, I need to find my son, I need to see my son."

Then, a child's voice came in.

"Father, it's me, Zhuzi. Are you inside? Please save us!"

Upon hearing this, a guard standing beside Wei Jian'an suddenly looked alertly towards the door, muttering to himself:

"My mother, it sounds like my mother and son's voices, Your Highness, please let them in..."

"Shut up."

Wei Jian'an's eyes suddenly turned as sharp as knives, as if the slightest movement from the person next to him would send his sword straight to their throat.

Another commotion came from outside, and then Yuan Tianxiong went out. A moment later, Nie Yuan came in with Zhuzi and his grandmother.

Seeing this, Lan Zhi asked in a low voice,

"Did Nie Yuan already know your identity?"

Mo Ning nodded apologetically.

"Yes, Lanzhi, I'll explain it to you properly later."

After saying this, he went to Zhu Zi and his grandmother, looked up at Wei Jian'an, and snorted.

“Wei Jian’an, you’re not only stingy with Ade’s family, you’re stingy with all the brothers who fought alongside you. Zhu Zi’s father is one of them. Let Zhu Zi’s grandmother tell you herself how they’ve managed all these years.”

As she spoke, she nodded to Grandma Zhu. After searching through the crowd, Grandma Zhu's gaze fell on a man behind Wei Jian'an, and she said through gritted teeth:

"When Zhu Zi's father was conscripted by the court, he clearly said he would send a monthly stipend to the family. But so many years have passed, and we haven't received a single penny. Zhu Zi's mother is dead, and Zhu Zi and I are left to eke out a living, barely surviving. We're always hungry and cold. Several times, I've thought about taking poison with Zhu Zi to commit suicide, but we were saved by kind people. I don't know about others, but all of you living in the same alley, your wives, children, and elderly parents are living like this. My son, listen to your mother's advice. This master doesn't even care about the lives of your family. Are you still going to risk your lives for him? He even wants to lead you in a rebellion. He wants to kill you all. Listen to this old woman's advice, put down your swords!"

Upon hearing this, the guards holding swords and knives were all bewildered.

One of them asked:

"Auntie, this is Wang Wu. How is my mother? Where is my father?"

Grandma Zhu glanced at Wang Wu in the crowd, wiped her eyes with her sleeve, and replied, choking back tears:

“Your mother couldn’t afford medicine and passed away two years ago. Your father lives alone now, and he’s always struggling to make ends meet. I saw him begging yesterday, and he was even beaten up. Sigh, it’s so hard!”

Upon hearing this, the man immediately threw down the longsword in his hand.

"Hmph! When they sent us here, they promised to send money to my family every month. Now look what's happened, my family hasn't received a single penny. What's the point of us working this hard?"

Seeing that these people were about to rebel, Wei Jian'an decided to make an example of them.

When everyone was off guard, he threw the longsword in his hand, aiming it directly at Wang Wu's vitals. Mo Ning had anticipated this move and quickly stepped aside to catch the longsword that was about to take Wang Wu's life.

After escaping with his life, Wang Wu stood there stunned for a moment before suddenly letting out a loud shout.

"Brothers, Wei Jian'an is trying to kill me to silence me. It's clear that he won't let us off the hook even when he actually ascends the throne. I'm quitting..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pillar's father stepped out from the crowd and shouted loudly.

“I agreed to be drafted so that my family could have a better life, but he’s so stingy that he doesn’t want my family to live. Anyway, I’m going to die anyway if I follow him in this rebellion, so I’d rather not do something so disheartening before I die.”

Seeing this, the others seemed to realize their own families' current situation and began to clamor to quit.

Wei Jian'an immediately flew into a rage. He kicked up a long sword on the ground, caught it, gripped the scabbard, and prepared to stab Zhu Zi's father...

Just as the sword tip was about to touch Zhu Zi's father's chest, Mo Ning frowned slightly, drew a short knife from the waist of the guard beside him, and threw it. When Wei Jian'an's long sword touched Zhu Zi's father's clothes, it fell to the ground with a "clang". Zhu Zi's father was so frightened that he stood there stunned.

Upon seeing this, someone in the crowd shouted:

"Wei Jian'an is trying to discard us after we've served our purpose; everyone be careful!"

Upon hearing this, the Qianqing Palace fell silent. Everyone held their breath and dared not utter a sound.

"Hahaha!"

Huo Batian's voice rang out, and everyone looked up to see that the long sword in his hand was already pressed against the emperor's throat. The emperor was sitting on the dragon throne, trembling all over, clutching his chest, and shouting angrily:

"Help! Someone, protect the emperor!"

"Shut up."

Huo Batian flicked his wrist, bringing the longsword even closer to the Emperor's neck. The Empress, kneeling beside him, flailed her arms, begging for mercy.

"No, Tianwu Kingdom and Northern Wei Kingdom have never had any enmity. You must not harm the Emperor."

Consort Zhen was also there, her hands clasped together, discussing the matter incessantly.

"Don't harm the Emperor. Just tell me what you want, as long as you don't harm the Emperor."

"Hahaha……"

Huo Batian threw his head back and laughed loudly.

"You're pleading for the old emperor not because you have feelings for him, but because you're afraid that if he dies, you'll be banished to the cold palace, right?"