On our wedding night, he personally sent me to the Regent's bed

Chapter 360 Seizing Power

Pei Lingsong: "It's too late. Call Xiao'er. Go to the East Palace and call my Xiao'er. I have something to tell you. Hurry, hurry."

Su Deping ordered the young eunuch to go to the Imperial Hospital first to find Doctor Zhang to treat Pei Lingsong, while he himself hurried to the Prince's Eastern Palace.

Unexpectedly, the man was intercepted by Pei Mochen on the way before he even reached the East Palace.

"My father valued me the most when he was alive, so I should be by his side when he passes away."

Su Deping knelt down in front of Pei Mochen and said, "Your Majesty, please be careful with your words. Your Majesty is still alive, but he was not feeling well when he woke up this morning."

Pei Mochen smiled sinisterly, "It should be soon. In this case, I will go visit my father even more."

He ordered his men to control Su Deping and not let him inform anyone.

When they arrived at Pei Lingsong's bedroom, Imperial Doctor Zhang was frowning as he took the pulse of the dying emperor.

His face looked heavy and it was obvious that the situation was not good.

Hearing the footsteps, a smile finally appeared on Pei Lingsong's withered face. He tried hard to open his eyes and raised his hand to reach out.

"Is it Xiao'er? Is it my Xiao'er coming?" Only when a person is dying does he realize that the eldest son born to his original wife is the most reliable.

"Father, Chen'er pays his respects to you, Father."

Pei Mochen walked to the bed and said with a half-smile: "I am not Pei Yuxiao, I am your Chen'er."

Pei Lingsong's face changed, and he immediately withdrew his hand and shouted, "Where's Xiao'er? Where's my Xiao'er? Where did Su Deping go?"

Su Deping was forced to kneel on the ground with a knife pointed at him by Pei Mochen's guards. He cried and replied, "Your Highness, I am here. I met Prince Chen halfway through the journey, and I didn't have time to go to the East Palace..."

Pei Lingsong: "You can't even handle this, you useless bastard, why don't you send someone to invite him?"

Pei Mochen: "Father, no one can leave now." He then asked: "Aren't you happy that your son is here? Why do you have to see my brother?"

Pei Lingsong exhaled a breath of foul air, "Chen'er, listen to your father's advice, don't compete with Xiao'er for the throne, you are not suitable."

Pei Mochen did not express his opinion directly. A sinister look appeared in his dark eyes. He asked loudly, "Why? Father, do you think that I am not as good as you, my brother?"

"Father, do you think your son is inferior to your elder brother? Is it because he is not as flattering as you, or is it because he is not as rebellious as you?"

He raised his voice, his eyes wide open, "Big Brother hit you three times and nearly killed you, and you still want to pass the throne to him? Why are you so biased!"

The question was asked in a hysterical voice, almost a roar, and even Doctor Zhang was startled.

He was about to leave when Pei Mochen stopped him. He spoke in the tone of an emperor: "Doctor Zhang, how many days does father have left to live?"

"Rebellious son! How dare you ask the imperial physician such a question?" Pei Lingsong coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and cursed at Pei Mochen, "I am still alive and well. I still have a long life ahead of me. It is not your turn to worry."

Doctor Zhang knelt on the ground and answered honestly, "At the fastest it will take a month, at the slowest it will take three months." He didn't want to get involved in this dispute at all.

Pei Mochen did not make things difficult. He ordered the guards to send Doctor Zhang out, and he sat down in front of Pei Lingsong's bed.

He took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Pei Lingsong's face, then fed him the medicine on the table spoonful by spoonful, "You won't live for many days, I will stay by your side to show my filial piety."

Pei Lingsong was so angry that his voice trembled: "I won't die for a while, so don't worry about me."

"Is it because the Crown Prince was born to the Queen and I was born to the Imperial Concubine that Father is so partial to me?"

He sneered, "Father, is this fair?"

"How can my son's appearance, character, and strategy not be compared to the prince's? Is he any better than me?"

Su Deping, who was kneeling on the ground, rolled his eyes and said, "What a sin! How can you compare to the prince?"

I have informed you of the situation so many times, and the rewards I received in total may not be more than what you received in just one time. With such a narrow mind, do you still want to compete with the prince?

Pei Lingsong sighed and began to reason with Pei Mochen: "Chen'er, Di Xiuyan is the biggest threat to our Pei family. Only when Xiao'er ascends the throne, he will be able to show some consideration for others and restrain himself."

"You are Di Xiuyan's enemy. If I give the country to you, I am afraid that the country will change hands..."

"Would I be afraid of Di Xiuyan? What did the Di family have that wasn't given by our Pei family?" Pei Mochen said angrily, "If I ascend the throne, the first people I will deal with will be the Di family and the Gu family."

"You lecher, he stole too much from me."

"You are so confused, Chen'er. Don't be reckless. Our Pei family has built a century-old business with difficulty. You must not let our ancestors down."

"Swoosh..." A short knife was placed directly on Pei Lingsong's neck. "That's enough, father. I don't want to listen anymore."

Pei Mochen said expressionlessly: "Father, please change the imperial edict. I am the future emperor of Dafeng Kingdom."

Pei Lingsong's eyes widened, and after a long while he uttered two words from his throat: "Rebellious son!"

He tried to struggle to get up from the bed, but was forced back by Pei Mochen's knife. "Father, the sword has no eyes, you better be careful."

"This is treason! I am your father!" Pei Lingsong burst into tears. Compared to his illness, his son's betrayal made him devastated.

Pei Mochen: "In Dafeng, the capable shall prevail. If your father is partial, don't blame me for being cruel."

Su Deping knelt on the ground and trembled. What a sin! He was so cruel that he actually wanted to kill his father.

However, Pei Lingsong's ascension to power was also ignominious.

Now everything is retribution.

Pei Mochen's dagger was getting closer and closer. There was already a blood mark on Pei Lingsong's neck. "Father, please change the imperial edict. Otherwise——"

His tone was gentle, but his next words were: "If not, today will be a day of national mourning."

Su Deping sighed one after another, thinking: Pei Mochen can't succeed.

Pei Lingsong only has one or two months to live. How can Pei Mochen threaten the emperor before he dies?

Compared with the great country, one's life is insignificant anyway.

Unexpectedly, the next second——

"Su Deping, get me some pen and ink!" Pei Lingsong coughed up a mouthful of blood, angry and unwilling, but he was selfish and valued his life.

He still has one or two months to live. Maybe God will have mercy on him and a miracle will happen in the future.

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After the imperial edict was redrafted, Pei Mochen curled his lips and smiled, revealing the pride of a superior.

At the same time, Pei Yuxiao seemed to have sensed something and hurried to Pei Lingsong's bedroom.

"Father, why did your face become like this?"

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Pei Lingsong with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, and he couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Where is Su Deping? Have you asked Imperial Doctor Zhang to come and see him?" He was still worried about his father's health.

Pei Lingsong held Pei Yuxiao's hand and began to cry, "Xiao'er, I'm sorry for you. I'm sorry for the Queen." Only at this moment did he know who really cared about him.

Pei Mochen sat on a chair beside him, pretending to drink tea calmly, but he really hated this father-son love.

He gave Pei Lingsong a threatening look, and the emperor cried to Pei Yuxiao, "Son, father is fine. The imperial physician has just prescribed a prescription for me. Father is fine now."

"I have been damaged by evil dampness. I will be fine in a few days."

He pointed to a bowl of medicine on the table and said, "Drink that bowl of tonic, so you don't get hysteria like your father."

Fearing that he might be suspicious, Pei Lingsong added: "Your third brother has already taken it. Now all that's missing is you."

Pei Yuxiao frowned and comforted him: "Father, I have always been in good health and do not need any medicine to nourish myself."

Pei Lingsong said tremblingly: "Xiao'er, be obedient and drink it, then I will feel relieved."

In order to dispel Pei Yuxiao's suspicion, he choked up and said, "Father... Dad...will be relieved only after you take the medicine."

Hearing the word "Dad" from Pei Lingsong, Pei Yuxiao felt a huge pain in his heart. His father had never been close to him since he was a child. He loved his third brother, his eighth brother, and even the princess, but he looked down on him, the eldest brother. His father said that he looked too much like the queen, and seeing him would remind him of unhappy things...

The past events were still vivid in his mind. This was the first time that his father called himself "Dad"... So, how could Pei Yuxiao, who had lacked fatherly love since childhood, not be moved?

Without any hesitation, Pei Yuxiao picked up the bowl of soup on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Until the blood spurted out, he couldn't believe it. How could a biological father plot against his own son?