He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 75 A Kind-Looking but Ruthless Wife at Home

She sighed silently, turned her head to glance at Wei Jiqing beside her, who was silent and lost in thought, and felt a pang of heartache in her eyes.

A pair of hands quietly landed on his lower back, patting him reassuringly.

[My poor little thing, your mother is dead and your father doesn't love you, but from now on I will love you.]

Wen Yan pondered this in her heart.

[The poor thing is really unlucky, always getting outdone by that slut Wei, but with her around, these are all minor problems.]

[If the Emperor is so blind as to judge right from wrong and decides to kill the poor little thing, then I will join him in rebellion.]

[If he succeeds, I'll become his empress and stay by his side. If he fails, we'll die together; there's nothing interesting to see in the mortal world anyway.]

[Well, apart from him, there's nothing much to see.]

Wei Jiqing's slender body trembled slightly, and her gentle yet indifferent voice, like heavenly music, resounded across the barren snow-capped mountain named Wei Jiqing.

The soft, boneless hand attached to his lower back slid down again and again, almost burning through the skin and merging into his flesh.

A vast army surged forth, crushing his narrow heart; the intense sense of satisfaction nearly shattered him.

This feeling is bittersweet yet blissful.

Wei Jiqing murmured softly, one phrase after another: "Study, study, study, study, study..."

The empty, cold heart was filled with a torrent called Yan Yan.

It arrived with great fanfare, yet filled up inexplicably.

His cool, clear eyes were now tinged with lust, turning a terrifying crimson. His dark gray pupils contracted sharply, and a thin mist rose at the corners of his eyes.

He didn't want to cry, but he couldn't help but shed tears.

Wei Yanlin was indeed someone who could play a fool for over a decade. His eyes were red, and he uttered one remorseful and repentant sentence after another, his head kowtowing louder and louder each time.

The scales in the Emperor's heart were tipped in his favor once again.

As expected, the Emperor hesitated before speaking: "In that case, then..."

"Your Majesty, please reconsider!" A minister knelt out amidst the chaos, his booming voice louder and more emotional than the general's rallying cry before the campaign.

"He stole the credit for the Fifth Prince's success in quelling the floods in Jiangnan!"

Fearing he would be interrupted before he could finish speaking, the minister succinctly summarized the situation in one sentence.

This very sentence dealt a heavy blow to Wei Yanlin and the Emperor!

Wei Jiqing's ministers: !! Another wave is coming? Waiting to snag a bargain.

"I was originally an official in a certain place in Jiangnan. I was fortunate enough to be transferred to the capital. A few months ago, I heard that Jiangnan was flooded and I couldn't sleep at night. I took leave and rushed to the disaster area in Jiangnan. I found that a young man named Bai Ze had successfully controlled the flood."

"Instead of blocking it as before, he dredged it, diverting the floodwaters to low-lying areas to build reservoirs, which could then be used for irrigation during droughts..."

The minister spoke at length, tears streaming down his face. In his eyes, Bai was a good man descended from heaven, while Wei Yanlin was seen as a vagrant and a rogue who had stolen credit.

Wei Yanlin's face turned pale and then green: No? What's going on? Are they professional counterfeiters?

General Long then stepped forward timidly, and with a determined heart, said, "Since that's the case, then I won't hide anything anymore."

After saying that, he took one last look at Wei Yanlin.

Wei Yanlin: Wait a minute, there's something fishy about your expression.

However, if he couldn't even stop the gentle and weak Wen Xinxin, how could he possibly stop the burly general?

With a wave of his hand, General Long threw him to the ground like a rag doll, making him crawl on the ground as General Long recounted in detail how he had pretended to be stupid.

It's over, it's over.

"...The Fifth Prince pretended to be an idiot so that one day he could kill you, become emperor himself, and avenge his mother, because he was a prince of the previous dynasty."

The last sentence was like a thunderclap from a flat plain, exploding into a burst of light.

The Emperor stammered, unable to speak: "You, you, you, you all, you all, you all..."

Before he could finish speaking, he closed his eyes and died.

233 hasn't thrown away the sunflower seeds in his hand yet.

Not sure, take another look.

My lord, the Emperor is dead! He was so angry that he died!

Wen Yan: ...Is the old man's mental resilience that bad?

It's time to close the net.

Then, she slowly cracked the last melon seed in her hand and quietly whispered a few words in Wei Jiqing's ear.

Wei Jiqing was stunned after hearing this, and a hint of helplessness flashed across his angular face.

"Yan Yan, this isn't a good idea."

Wen Yan's eyes sparkled: "Husband, you can do it! I believe in you."

[The Emperor issued a will stating that, regardless of any unforeseen circumstances after his death, Wei Yanlin should succeed him.]

Wei Jiqing turned to look at her: ??? Is that so?

As expected, the chief eunuch summoned the imperial physician, who examined the emperor's breath: the man was gone.

Then that thin, shrill voice announced with grief: "His Majesty has passed away..."

Minister: ...Oh my god, tonight, all matters are at the gate?

Before he could even think, his body knelt on the ground, shouting, "Your Majesty, may you rest in peace!"

This was the emperor's most trusted chief eunuch personally producing an imperial edict, claiming it was the emperor's will.

After the imperial decree was read, a deathly silence fell over the crowd.

So, does the Emperor mean that Wei Yanlin should inherit the throne?

Wei, looking utterly disheveled and with a swollen pig's head, Yan Lin: Did happiness come so suddenly?

He wanted to laugh, but the movement pulled at the wound on his face, making him wince in pain.

With his support in the court, he will surely be able to inherit the throne smoothly.

Thinking about it, he glanced at Wei Jiqing smugly.

So what if you're the crown prince?

My dad loves me, and only me!

Even if I were to kill him, he would only love me!

To be honest, Wen Yan thought he was being really obnoxious and found it extremely annoying.

So she pinched Wei Jiqing and continued to look at him with starry eyes: You go!

Wei Jiqing coughed awkwardly, his clear, cold voice like a chilling spring: "He cannot inherit the throne because..."

He paused for a moment, a barely perceptible flush spreading across his pale face, and finally said what Wen Yan had taught him: "He...he can't get it up..."

His voice grew weaker and weaker as he spoke.

"His intimate affairs with Wenliang concubine, uh, are all (omitting 100 words)... therefore, they cannot have children."

After Wei Jiqing finished speaking, he glanced at the dumbfounded officials and, worried that they didn't understand, asked, "Do you... understand?"

With the most serious and aloof face, yet saying the most embarrassing and explosive things, this contrast is really... too cute!

After the vulgar words passed through his mouth, they seemed to be assimilated by his unique, cold spring-like voice, which was quite powerful.

It was inexplicably alluring, even though I knew that wasn't what he meant.

Wen Xinxin was so ashamed and indignant that she wanted to die!

But we have to admit, that's the truth.

Therefore, they were never satisfied with their sex life.

This is why he chose Wei Jiqing in his next life.

Broad shoulders and a narrow back, with exquisite bone structure, a voice as cold as a spring, long and strong fingers, and a white ruyi silk ribbon tied around the powerful male dog's waist.

The young master, dressed in white, was like a painting; once the outer shell was removed, he transformed into a lean and powerful, savage general.

Wei Jiqing felt uneasy under Wen Xinxin's gaze, but after a series of attempts to build up his confidence, he started to speak more naturally.

Minister:…

There's so much to do today, I can't keep up!

The royals really know how to play.

The Right Chancellor coughed a few times and awkwardly touched his nose.

Although it was embarrassing to be forced to listen to the Fifth Prince and Fifth Princess's private affairs, he always remembered that he was on the Crown Prince's side.

This little bit of embarrassment is nothing.

Wouldn't it be more awkward if you didn't see the Crown Prince?

He still had to cooperate, so he rallied his ministers to oppose Wei Yanlin's succession to the throne.

The result was predictable: the emperor suffered from impotence.

Wei Yanlin was sent to prison in complete bewilderment, remaining silent as if he were dead.

After Wen Xinxin went inside, she was locked up with Wei Yanlin.

Harboring criminals of the imperial court is also a capital offense.

I heard that the two fight every day, and Wen Xinxin tried to kill herself several times but failed and was left hanging by a thread.