This was the first time Yu Beizhou miscalculated.
Everyone thought that the Third Prince was abandoned because the Great Witch calculated at the ceremony that it was not good for the Great Yuan’s national fortune, so the Emperor Yuam issued a decree to exile him to the frontier.
Only Yu Beizhou knew that it was because the Great Witch could not calculate Zong Luo’s life plaque.
Only a prince of Great Yuan was qualified to participate in the calculation. If the life plaque cannot be calculated, then it was not the blood of the Zong family, which was obvious.
He knew that his true nominal father, the Emperor Yuan, actually valued the Third Prince the most. All these years of silence were just a different kind of protection, with other difficulties.
It was then that Yu Beizhou realized that he had kept this secret for so many years, but he had no interest in the key plot of father-son recognition in this secret.
After getting firsthand information, he calmly let Pei Qianxue plead with the Emperor Yuan.
When Pei Qianxue came back, he told him that the Emperor Yuan had written two imperial edicts.
“His Majesty is so suspicious that the Yu family’s conspiracy is obviously long-planned and not a coincidence. Even if he rationally knows that the third prince is very likely innocent, emotionally it is hard to accept.”
Yes, after all, that was his most beloved, most valued, and most promising prince.
Whether it’s the head of the Yu family or the Emperor Yuan. Their starting points were different, and they were not even good people. One did all the dirty work, and the other was a tyrant who made the other countries tremble.
But what they really gave to Zong Luo was indeed the fatherly love that Yu Beizhou had never felt and never had.
Of course, Yu Beizhou didn’t care.
“How could he possibly issue a death edict?”
He laughed carelessly. “Maybe it was just written in a fit of anger, and it was probably destroyed after it was written. After all, that is his most valued prince, how could Emperor Yuan bear to do it?”
Sure enough, in the next two years, even if the court pressured him, Emperor Yuan never established a crown prince.
At the same time, it was increasingly difficult to fathom the imperial edict. As long as the Third Prince or the Crown Prince was mentioned in front of him, it would be a deadly outcome. Even the Eighth Prince was not spared.
Yu Beizhou really couldn’t figure it out.
He didn’t know what he was thinking. He didn’t go up to recognize each other, and he didn’t reveal a bit of his own secret. According to the virtue of the Yu family, Emperor Yuan was very likely to guess that the real third prince was already dead.
Since he loves him so much and can’t bear to part with him, it’s just a matter of blood, what can’t be broken?
Just call him back and make him a crown prince. In this way, Yu Beizhou can compete with him for the throne in a dignified manner, and then tell Zong Luo everything at the end, revealing this huge surprise.
But who would have thought that this edict, which should have been destroyed, was actually left behind.
The crown prince of Wei Country stole it from the place where it should have been destroyed.
Ye Linghan, who was used to doing dirty things, had no bottom line.
As long as it could make Yu Beizhou quickly gain power and get rid of the big enemy in his heart, he was willing to do it. Even if no one told him to do so.
This was the second time Yu Beizhou miscalculated.
He didn’t expect that this edict would not be destroyed, and he didn’t expect that Zong Luo would be so stubborn and straightforwardly commit suicide under the city.
“Hahahaha, it’s so funny, Senior brother, it’s so funny.”
Holding the cold corpse, Yu Beizhou only felt that fate was really ridiculous.
He destroyed the Yu family, and Ye Linghan was forced to be a proton because of the destruction of the Yu family. Because he couldn’t return to Wei Country, he resented and joined him to work for him. In the end, that edict, by a strange combination of circumstances, forced Zong Luo to death.
Who is wrong? No one is wrong.
When all this happened, Emperor Yuan was in a coma.
Later, he finally woke up under the care of the old imperial physician. When he heard that the Third Prince had rushed back from the border, and the other princes had falsely passed the imperial edict, and that he committed suicide under the city wall, Emperor Yuan trembled all over and vomited a mouthful of blood.
The mouthful of blood he vomited was Emperor Yuan’s last breath.
“Senior brother, look, when you die, you actually angered your beloved father to death.”
Yu Beizhou laughed, not knowing whether he was laughing at Zong Luo or himself. “If you hadn’t died, Emperor Yuan should have let go. Call you back, make you the crown prince, you see, when you die, everything is gone.”
After Emperor Yuan died, the dispute over the throne in the capital was imminent.
The masterminds of the false imperial edict, the Fifth and Sixth Princes, had already forced them to issue a death edict before Emperor Yuan died.
After Emperor Yuan died, the power of this edict was gone. So Yu Beizhou, in a rare act of kindness, helped his nominal father clean up the house.
Finally, it was Zong Chengsi, who had been cooperating with him for a long time.
In the Golden Luang Hall, Yu Beizhou gave him a sword from behind and ascended to the throne of Great Yuan in an unjust and unspeakable manner.
He knew that everyone was scolding him.
From Zong Chengsi to Ye Linghan to Gongsun You, the advisors and menkes who had assisted him at the beginning, he killed all of them.
The people, the ministers, and the nobles scolded him for his iron-blooded wrists, his indifference to human feelings, and his cruelty as that of a wolf.
They scolded him for usurping the foundation of the Great Yuan, scolded him for his wolf ambition, and scolded him for his brutal and ruthless rule. (TL: wolf ambition-a person greedy and cruel and full of wild ambitions)
After several years on the throne, there was not a single person in the harem. No one remonstrated, and even secretly rejoiced in their hearts.
What are they thinking? Are they waiting for Yu Beizhou to die and then return the country to the Zong family? It’s funny.
Did Yu Beizhou care? He didn’t care at all.
All the things he cared about, the things he was interested in, all disappeared with Zong Luo’s death.
The identity of the prince of Great Yuan was indeed unparalleled, but without Zong Luo’s witness, it was also boring and uninteresting.
Until now.
Yu Beizhou had imagined this scene countless times.
This secret could only be told by him, told to Zong Luo in person.
He had been looking forward to it for a long, long time, just wanting to see the surprised and painful expression on that indifferent and aloof face, which had always been cold and mixed with disgust towards him.
Just like him when he was seven years old, the first time he heard this secret.
Why should he be the only one to suffer?
Why should he be the only one like a joke?
Why did you die and leave him alone for a whole boring nine years?
Why are you so relaxed and clear, while he is twisted like a fallen evil spirit every fifteenth?
Yu Beizhou thought he hated him to the bone, even if he had to pay everything to go back in time and tell Zong Luo this biggest surprise.
In this life, he watched those who had once surrounded him loyal to Zong Luo with cold eyes, watched Emperor Yuan no longer love him as he did in his previous life, and watched Zong Luo gradually get what he had dreamed of in his previous life.
Wait a little longer, wait a little longer. This was how Yu Beizhou admonished himself.
Even if he did nothing, everything would be revealed at the Witch Sacrificial Ceremony.
This was an unstoppable and unchangeable fate. Everyone was just a puppet on the line of fate.
It seemed that this could cover up the fact that Yu Beizhou no longer wanted to say this secret in person.
However, Zong Luo’s words, “Yu Beizhou, you wouldn’t have fallen for me, would you?” poured down like a bucket of cold water, waking him up from chaos.
In love?
Yu Beizhou felt panicked, then absurd, and finally burst into laughter.
He laughed until tears came out.
In love? If he loved Zong Luo, then what was his hatred for two lifetimes?
What was his life that had been replaced from the beginning and used as a stepping stone for others?
Is it a clown? Huh?
“Senior brother, you have no idea how much I hate you.”
So Yu Beizhou said it, using up all the malice he had accumulated for two lifetimes, using up all the hatred that was so complicated that he couldn’t even tell if it was hatred.
He didn’t care about the identity of the prince, he just wanted Zong Luo to suffer with him, to sink with him.
What Yu Beizhou never expected was that when it really came to this moment, when he really saw the pale, unbelievable, and finally fallen silent face of the prince in white, his heart would hurt so much, as if his heart was like dead ashes.
It hurts, it really hurts.
Ever since he learned to turn pain into pleasure in the dark room, Yu Beizhou had never felt pain again.
But now, his chest and heart seemed to be squeezed by someone, crushed bit by bit.
He should be happy to have accomplished something he had been looking forward to for two lifetimes. He should be ecstatic. But there was nothing, nothing, nothing at all.
“You took everything from me, but what did you give me? The pain that only I knew from beginning to end?”
Yu Beizhou had never seen this expression on Zong Luo.
Vivid, gentle, impatient in front of him, disgusted, all fell into silence.
Strangely, he suddenly remembered the suicide he had never seen in his previous life.
If there was one, it might look like this.
Yu Beizhou was still laughing, perhaps this was the most reluctant time he laughed, even if the bloody smell was already rising from his chest in his throat, even if the pain was almost suffocating. “I said a long time ago, we will always be entangled like this, always, forever, unstoppable until death.”
“I know you’ve always wanted to get rid of me. But our fate has been closely linked from the beginning.”
The prince in white didn’t say anything.
There was no madness, no pain, no hysteria, and no hatred. It was more like numbness.
He took a deep look at Yu Beizhou, with his eyes red and blood spreading from the bottom, he turned around without saying a word and disappeared into the deep night.
Yu beizhou….T_T