After Marrying the Disabled, I Became the Prime Minister’s Wife

Chapter 457

The Imperial Palace.

After cleaning up the mess, Cao Yang brought his men in with a huge pile of memorials, claiming they were waiting for the Emperor's divine judgment.

Without waiting for the Emperor to speak, he excused himself on the grounds of feeling unwell.

Meng Yang and the others followed suit, finding all sorts of excuses to flee. The most ridiculous was Xie Zhizhou, who said he was going to a nunnery to become a monk!

Yan Zheng laughed out of anger. He likes being a monk, does he? Then I will issue a decree sending him to the farthest temple from his cousin to be a monk!

Chu Ruoyan hurriedly tried to persuade him, Alright, they have worked truly hard these past two months. Just consider it giving them a day off, okay? As she spoke, she picked up a memorial and brought it over, personally grinding ink for him.

Unexpectedly, the Emperor's expression changed, and he grabbed her hand. Does the Empress mean that I haven't worked hard these past two months?

Chu Ruoyan thought to herself about what hard work he actually did, considering he just enjoyed himself. But in the next moment, her waist felt heavy as he pulled her straight into his arms. I know, A-Yan is blaming me for not being diligent enough and neglecting you. Shall I make it up to you now?

Hot breath tickled her neck, and the young lady slapped his mischievous hand. Make it up? Aren't you afraid your weak body won't be able to handle it?

We'll see who is weak and needs to make up for it!

The man was full of righteous confidence. This time it was Chu Ruoyan's turn to laugh out of anger. She shot him a sidelong glance. Is that so? Then what was that earlier about forcing Second Brother to be the Emperor?

Yan Zheng was left speechless. He originally wanted to find an excuse to brush it off, but seeing his wife's sharp gaze, he had no choice but to tell the truth.

After hearing it, Chu Ruoyan was shocked. You... you actually wanted to die with me... Are you crazy?

Yan Zheng smiled. I told you long ago, without you, there would be no me. By the way, A-Yan, look at this. To divert her attention, he specifically brought over the seal box he had prepared for Yun Lang earlier and took out a letter. This is the secret letter written to Murong Feng by the traitor who betrayed your family back then.

Chu Ruoyan opened it and saw that the handwriting was vigorous and powerful; it should have been written by a man.

But when her gaze fell on the signature at the end of the letter, it suddenly froze. This!!

What's wrong? Yan Zheng leaned over.

Chu Ruoyan pointed to the character Yun and said, Look at this stroke. The tail is hooked very long. Second Brother said that only one person in the Yun family writes like this!

Gu Manor, Gu Lanzhi's courtyard.

Master!

Xuewu suddenly lunged forward, but the Regent casually waved his hand without even turning his head.

She instantly flew backward, hitting the courtyard wall again and spitting out blood. However, she happened to land right next to Yue Qianzhong...

Thus, she was grabbed by the neck.

A vicious twist, and she stopped breathing.

Without even letting out a scream, her body went limp and collapsed.

Yun Zihao's heart trembled. Xuewu!

He didn't care about the lives of these subordinates, but Xuewu was the last useful person by his side.

Song Jia, Yin Li, Zhuque... His subordinates had been eliminated one by one by Yan Zheng. Now, with Xuewu dead, he had truly become a lone man in every sense.

Yue Qianzhong had slain his enemy, but at first, he felt a bit dazed.

A moment later, he suddenly buried his face in his palms, his broad shoulders twitching...

No matter how many more people he killed, his sister could never come back.

The courtyard fell into a long silence.

After a long while, Yun Zihao softly asked, Uncle, do you regret it?

The Regent's eyelids twitched as he listened to him speak, his voice sounding somewhat ethereal. If you had taken the throne back then, the Sheng Dynasty would not have perished, the Yun family would not have been ruined, my father and mother would not have died so tragically, your Princess Consort would not have been in a coma for over ten years, your eldest son would not have been refined into a medicine man, and Cousin Miaomiao would not have been lost for so many years. Uncle, I want to ask you, do you regret it?

The Regent's back suddenly stiffened. This thought had been constantly hovering in his mind since he entered the capital.

He had also been asking himself this over and over again, but he didn't expect Yun Zihao to ask it so directly.

A trace of worry flashed in the Princess Consort's eyes. She was about to step forward, but catching a glimpse of the suppressed anger on her son's face, she stopped.

Yun Lang's lips curled into a mocking sneer, and his usually lazy voice carried a hint of anger. Regret what? This world doesn't belong solely to the Yun family, so why should everything be blamed on him? If it weren't for your damn empire back then, would he have left halfway? Would he have given you an opportunity to strike?

The Regent's stiff back slowly relaxed. He heard Yun Lang coldly snort and say, Stop spouting nonsense here. Confess honestly, who exactly is that mysterious person beside you? He was the one who betrayed our family, wasn't he?

Astonishment flashed through Yun Zihao's eyes, seemingly unexpected that they had actually tracked down the mysterious person.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth. No! I cannot say! Even if you kill me, I will not betray him!

You!

Yun Lang was furious. Suddenly, footsteps came from outside, followed by the fearful greetings of the Gu Manor's household.

Greetings to the Emperor!

Greetings to the Empress!

...

Everyone turned around and saw Yan Zheng and Chu Ruoyan hurrying in. The woman was holding a letter in her hand.

Father, Second Brother, quickly look at the signature at the end of this letter!

Realizing something, Yun Zihao tried to snatch it, but his limbs couldn't move, so he could only watch helplessly as the Yun father and son took it.

This... this is...?!!

Yun Lang's eyes widened instantly, and he took two steps back in disbelief.

The Regent frowned and snatched it over. With just one look, he looked as if he had been struck by lightning.

He couldn't even hold the letter steadily, letting it flutter lightly to the ground. The Princess Consort curiously walked over to take a look. Brother Ning?!

Her voice trembled slightly, almost suspecting that she had read it wrong. She bent down to pick it up and get a clearer look, but then she heard a heavy sigh. Following that, a person wrapped entirely in a black robe and wearing a black veil over his face walked out.

Seeing him, Yun Zihao cried out involuntarily, Why did you come out?!

The person shook his head. Zihao, there's no need to hide it anymore. It's meaningless.

This familiar voice made the Regent's entire body shudder. His eyes stared fixedly at him, watching as the person pulled back his hood and took off the black veil, revealing a face that looked roughly similar to his own.

Yun Ning, it's actually you... It's really you. You didn't die?!!

The deep and cold voice was full of shock. Emperor Yunning just gave a weary smile. Yes, Royal Brother. I didn't die.