Chapter 160: The Emperor’s Sister Protects Him

Not a stillborn!

Alive!

Alive!

Her son…

Concubine Hui’s chest felt heavy as she coldly glared at Feng Sheng.

“That child was born alive, although he was somewhat frail at birth. If properly treated, he might have been saved. But you, heartless mother, thought he was stillborn and didn’t even bother to look at him before you abandoned him.”

“You were there, weren’t you, back then!”

“Strictly speaking, Tang’er gave birth a day earlier than you. Tang’er died, so of course I had to find someone with a compatible birthdate to replace her—someone like you, Concubine Hui. You don’t know, your birthdate and Tang’er’s were incredibly compatible. There’s absolutely no one else under heaven who matches you as well. Of course, I couldn’t let you go.”

“You don’t know, to raise a corpse, you need obsession.

Tang’er’s obsession was with her child.

Coincidentally, you had a dying child too. Ha ha ha, what a coincidence, right? You were born to serve Tang’er. She should possess you.”

【After Feng Xuetang’s death, Feng Sheng used the child’s spirit to bind her soul. Feng Xuetang’s three souls and seven spirits willingly followed the cries of the child to Feng Sheng’s corpse-raising formation.

The formation was set up inside the ice coffin.

For the past twenty years, Feng Xuetang had been accompanying the little spirit. She loved children and treated the little spirit as her own child. Together, they willingly stayed in the ice coffin.】

【Feng Sheng, in his desperation to keep Feng Xuetang, used any means necessary! He thought that twenty years later, Feng Xuetang would possess Concubine Hui, but Feng Xuetang is so kind-hearted. She couldn’t bear to part with the little spirit, so of course, she wouldn’t possess Concubine Hui.】

【Feng Sheng’s scheming ultimately came to nothing! Feng Xuetang just watched him.】

“Feng Sheng! You’re the one who killed my child! Just so Feng Xuetang could live, you approached me and made me and my child a stepping stone for her? Feng Sheng, you have a cruel heart.”

“It’s your own fault! If you hadn’t been so greedy, if you hadn’t abandoned him, I wouldn’t have had the chance.” Feng Sheng retorted.

“Why did you swap my child? Why did you give me Di Li? I don’t want Di Li, I only want my child!”

【Don’t want Di Li… Concubine Hui saying this really shows she doesn’t care about the third prince.】

【The third prince must be very distressed, feeling that everyone dislikes him and doesn’t want him. But Ah Bao likes the third prince.】

Ah Bao quietly took Di Li’s small hand, afraid he would be hurt by the harsh words.

Di Li smiled faintly at her.

His imperial sister… sniffle, who would have thought that the one who cared most for him was the tenth sister.

Di Li was deeply moved.

“I need Di Li to be a puppet. If he isn’t a puppet, how will my son survive?”

The tyrant kicked Feng Sheng to the ground. “Explain why Di Li should live for your son.”

Feng Sheng laughed madly, as if he had gone insane. “My child was born with a weak constitution and was plagued with illness. Di Li’s fate can protect him from disasters. I had to find a shield, a protector for my child, otherwise, he would die! I planned everything not for my own enjoyment but to restore my country and become an emperor. Of course, everything I do is for my beloved woman and child.

I want to share everything with them. They are the ones worth everything in my life!”

【Disgusting! Feng Sheng’s so-called righteousness about his beloved woman and child is all fake.】

Ah Bao clenched her small fists, furious!

So incredibly angry!

【Feng Sheng is a great disaster, utterly unforgivable. The thought of making my third prince a puppet is infuriating. Cut him down!】

Ah Bao was fuming with anger.

Suddenly, a huge bolt of lightning gathered from the sky and fell with a ‘bang,’ striking exactly on Feng Sheng’s private parts.

Ah!!!

Feng Sheng let out a piercing scream.

Everyone secretly clapped and cheered.

Heaven has eyes.

The lightning was perfect, splendidly executed.

The tyrant felt immensely satisfied, then shocked.

Wow, Ah Bao got so angry she summoned lightning.

The hall was filled with the smell of burnt, but everyone found it extremely pleasant. Even the guards couldn’t help but grin.

“Although my third prince died as a puppet, he’s not someone you can use, hmph.”

Ah Bao felt a surge of satisfaction; Feng Sheng truly deserved what he got.

At that moment, Di Li was almost moved to tears.

His imperial sister was protecting him. It was so wonderful.

Feng Sheng, recovering from his pain, despite the agony in his private parts, laughed maniacally. “I have descendants! I have a son! I’m not afraid, not afraid at all!”

[What a lunatic!] Ah Bao couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

[With your broken fate, your son isn’t truly yours. It’s laughable that you’re so happy raising someone else’s child.]

The tyrant was puzzled.

Di Li remained calm, focusing on the unfolding drama.

While the two men remained unmoved, Concubine Hui, with her fiery temper, picked up a chair and smashed it down on Feng Sheng’s lower body.

Feng Sheng, already suffering from the lightning strike, was in even more agony with his legs broken.

“You despicable wretch, how could you possibly have a son? You ruined my child, and now you want to live comfortably with your child? Dream on!”

Feng Sheng, cornered, looked at Di Li with a dazed expression. “You’re alive, Third Prince. You must live well for the sake of my child…”

“Your Majesty, Concubine De and Madam Yun request an audience,” announced Eunuch Xi.

The tyrant was surprised. Why were these two people arriving at this time?

[Ah, Mother is here! Killing is not as fun as dealing a psychological blow.]

The tyrant knew that Ah Bao must have arranged for them to come in advance.

He ordered them to be let in.

Concubine De and Yun Ting arrived with Yun Hui.

Seeing the situation, Concubine De quickly greeted them and then stood aside with Yun Ting and Yun Hui.

“Ah!” The usually arrogant Feng Sheng was stunned upon seeing Yun Hui, his eyes going wide.

The tyrant and Di Li noticed this.

Could it be that Feng Sheng’s sick child referred to Yun Hui?

[Hey! Feng Sheng’s son is my apprentice, Yun Hui.]

Yun Hui, standing in the corner: ??

Who is Feng Sheng?

How could he possibly be Feng Sheng’s son?

The tyrant’s heart skipped a beat. Yun Hui?

He had never heard of Yun Ting, and Yun Hui was unfamiliar to him as well.

“Ning’an Marquis’s former wife, Yun Ting?” Concubine Hui, trembling, pointed at Yun Ting. “You, you wretched creature, colluded with Feng Sheng to deceive me!”

Concubine Hui knew Yun Ting from the interactions between palace concubines and the wives of nobles, but they had no personal connection.