Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"All this was arranged by His Majesty."

Shangguan Yilin pondered in his heart.

Although his disgust for Chu Xiaoran was no less than that for Xiahou Jingbi, he still had reservations about killing him.

The palace maid beside her stared at Shangguan Yilin in front of her, trying to guess her true thoughts.

However, facing the unfathomable Lord Feng, the palace servants were ultimately unable to discern the mystery and could only respond respectfully: "It is indeed the will of His Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yilin felt as if struck by lightning. His body suddenly lost support and he collapsed to the ground.

He originally thought that after so many years of living together day and night and sleeping in the same bed, he already knew Xiahou Chunan's thoughts very well.

But even so, he never expected that Xiahou Chunan would be so cruel as to attack his own nephew.

At this moment, Shangguan Yilin's mind was in a mess, with all kinds of emotions intertwined.

He could not accept this fact, and it was even more difficult for him to understand why Xiahou Chunan would do such a decisive thing.

Can power really make people so cruel?

Shangguan Yilin closed his eyes in pain and recalled every detail of the past.

Those good times seem like just yesterday, but now everything has changed.

He couldn't help but sigh at the fickleness of fate, and at the same time felt ridiculous for his own naivety.

It turned out that he had never truly understood Xiahou Chunan.

Shangguan Yilin decided to go and confront Xiahou Chunan face to face. He wanted to hear the truth from her own mouth.

When he arrived at Xiahou Chun'an's bedroom, he found that she was busy with state affairs.

Shangguan Yilin felt conflicted, but still stepped forward.

When Xiahou Chun'an saw him coming, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"You're here." Xiahou Chun'an said.

"Why?" Shangguan Yilin asked straight to the point.

Xiahou Chunan was silent for a moment, and finally spoke slowly: "Because he threatens my throne, I can't let anyone stand in my way."

After hearing this, Shangguan Yilin was filled with disappointment and anger.

"For the throne, you can even abandon me?"

He stared at Xiahou Chunan with wide eyes, his eyes full of disbelief.

Xiahou Chun'an sighed: "I thought you could understand me. You know, he is the best candidate to inherit the throne. If he is not eliminated, those who supported my brother in the past will definitely make a comeback."

"I have already helped you once and endured all the blame. Are you going to push me out this time too?"

Shangguan Yilin's eyes were full of disappointment in her, and he couldn't help but think of the past years.

"Yilin, I know you are disappointed in me. But this is the choice I must make as the emperor."

Xiahou Chun'an's eyes revealed helplessness. "The struggles among the royal family have always been cruel. I cannot be soft-hearted. Only by eliminating all threats can I keep the throne and protect our home."

Shangguan Yilin gritted his teeth and said, "Have you ever considered my feelings? I have paid so much for you? What do you think of me? You put all the blame on me, and you pretend to be a noble and good person."

Xiahou Chunan walked up to Shangguan Yilin and gently held his hand.

"Yilin, believe me, as long as we get rid of him, our child will be the future emperor of this country. Believe me, just bear with it, I will protect you, they won't dare to do anything to you."

Shangguan Yilin looked at Xiahou Chunan with mixed feelings.

He knew Xiahou Chunan's determination, but he was not sure whether he could still support her as unreservedly as before.

Finally, he turned around silently and left the bedroom, leaving Xiahou Chunan standing there alone, at a loss.

They don’t have children, and they’re not even sure if they’ll ever have children in this lifetime…