Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 405 The Emperor's Son 1

The original owner of the body was Pei Qingji, the king of Canglan Kingdom, an emperor who possessed power, status, money, and beautiful women.

He was diligent and conscientious throughout his life, never late in the morning to attend government meetings, and it was common for him to review memorials until late at night.

In the imperial court, he acted decisively, eliminating the henchmen of powerful officials one by one and concentrating imperial power in his own hands.

In foreign affairs, he was well-versed in the art of war.

When neighboring countries coveted the border cities of Canglan Kingdom, he personally mobilized his troops and strategized on the battlefield.

Without a doubt, he was a wise monarch.

But even eagles have their wings broken.

He had ten princes and fifteen princesses.

Crown Prince Pei Heng was his and the Empress's legitimate son, and he had high hopes for him from birth.

Pei Heng was exceptionally intelligent from a young age. He could recite poems at the age of three, understand the principles of things at the age of five, and by the age of ten, he was already able to offer unique insights into matters of state.

Whenever the original owner looked at this eldest son who resembled her in appearance, her heart was filled with joy.

He personally selected a tutor for the crown prince and ordered high-ranking officials in the court to take turns teaching him, hoping to cultivate him into a wise ruler.

However, the crown prince he personally groomed eventually turned against him for a woman, murdering his father and seizing the throne.

Her name is Wen Tangtang, a woman who traveled from the 21st century and became the illegitimate daughter of the Imperial Censor.

At a banquet in Qionghua, her recitation of "Bright Moonlight Before My Bed" not only made her famous, but also made the Crown Prince fall in love with her at first sight.

The following day, the rumor that "the banished immortal's wonderful verses amazed the imperial banquet" spread throughout the capital.

Everyone knows that the woman who recited the extraordinary poem at the Qionghua Banquet brought a touch of human warmth to the eyes of the usually aloof Crown Prince for the first time.

This is both decadence and indulgence.

The prince, who was originally taught by the master, was always calm and rational, but after meeting Wen Tangtang, he seemed to become a different person.

For her sake, the Crown Prince disregarded the opposition of the court and insisted on bringing her into the Eastern Palace, promising her a lifetime of devotion.

As an emperor, he could be cold-hearted and have his own preferences, but he could never truly fall in love.

The original owner could not tolerate him disregarding his years of teachings for the sake of a woman.

Therefore, the original owner issued an edict forbidding the Crown Prince from associating with Wen Tangtang and selected a suitable Crown Princess for him.

However, the crown prince defied the imperial decree and even had a fierce argument with the original owner of the body in the court.

The original owner was furious and confined the crown prince to the Eastern Palace.

However, confinement did not deter the crown prince.

He liked that bright and beautiful woman, he liked her saying that everyone is equal, he liked her wit and quirkiness, he liked everything about her being different.

Since the original owner wouldn't allow it, Pei Heng then conquered this world for her, just to give Wen Tangtang unparalleled favor.

The crown prince's obsession far exceeded the original owner's imagination.

That night, blood stained the palace walls.

The original owner never expected that the crown prince, whom she had personally taught, would step into the imperial study with a sword in hand, his eyes devoid of any fatherly affection, filled only with cold killing intent.

“Father, you taught me that the way of an emperor lies in making choices.”

Pei Heng's voice was deep and resolute, "Today, I will abandon this bond between father and son and take the supreme position of the world."

With a flash of sword light, an emperor fell from grace.

At once...

Perhaps even the crown prince hasn't eaten anything good.

He was willing to bear eternal infamy just to give the woman he loved a title and to rule the world with her.

The original owner was truly wronged.

He was clearly a good emperor and a good father, but he ended up with such an unfilial son.

Qingmo's eyes flickered, and she immediately said, "Someone, go and summon the Crown Prince to me."

Pei Heng hasn't met Wen Tangtang yet; he's still the gentle and refined Crown Prince, concerned about the country and its people.

It's not too late to make up for it.

There's still time, so...

Qingmo sat upright before the imperial desk, her fingertips lightly tapping the armrest of the dragon throne, her eyes deep and unfathomable.

A moment later, Crown Prince Pei Heng stepped into the hall, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, with exquisite features and a composed and elegant demeanor.

He bowed respectfully, his voice gentle and warm: "Your subject greets Your Majesty."

Qingmo stared at him, and in a daze, she seemed to see the rebellious son who had killed his father with a sword in her past life, and a chill ran through her heart.

But he quickly composed himself and said calmly, "No need for formalities."

Pei Heng raised his eyes, a hint of doubt in them: "Father summoned me here, is there something important to instruct me?"

Pei Qingji narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone calm but subtly probing: "I heard your aunt is hosting the Qionghua Banquet tomorrow, are you going to attend?"

Pei Heng was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Your subject has prepared a congratulatory gift. Tomorrow, I will certainly observe the proper etiquette and live up to Your Majesty's expectations."

—Sure enough, at this moment, the Crown Prince had not yet met Wen Tangtang and was still the self-disciplined and proper heir apparent.

Qingmo paused, then suddenly said, "No need, you can't go."

Pei Heng asked in confusion, "Why? Does Father have something to instruct me?"

Qingmo's lips curled slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes: "Because—you'll die!"

Although Pei Heng did not understand the meaning, he still respectfully replied, "What does Father mean by this?"

A cold glint flashed in Qingmo's eyes as she summoned a guard: "Men, drag the Crown Prince away and behead him."

???

The guards were stunned, and so was the crown prince.

The head eunuch who had always served the original owner dared not utter a sound.

Has His Majesty gone mad?

The chief eunuch Liu Dequan knelt down with a thud.

His voice trembled as he said, "Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince is the heir apparent to the throne. If he has made any mistakes..."

"Drag him away." Qingmo's voice was as cold as ice.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"Chopped."

With a wave of his hand, Liu, the most favored eunuch who followed behind His Majesty, was dragged away.

The guards dared not lay a hand on the crown prince, but they could quickly and easily drag a eunuch along.

"Your Majesty, this old servant has served you for decades. Even if I haven't rendered any great service, I have certainly endured much hardship. Your Majesty, please spare my life..."

Liu Dequan's voice gradually faded into the distance until it disappeared completely.

Crown Prince Pei Heng stood there, his face pale but still maintaining his composure: "Father, what crime have I committed?"

Qingmo sneered, "You are innocent now, but I had a dream that you would kill your father and usurp the throne for a woman in the future."

"I am killing you today for the sake of the peace and stability of the Canglan Kingdom."

Pei Heng looked on in disbelief and fell to his knees with a thud, his forehead hitting the ground hard.

"Father, I am utterly loyal to you and wholeheartedly devoted to protecting the Canglan Kingdom. How could I possibly commit such a treasonous act?"

"Are you really going to put your son to death because of a dream?"

Qingmo slowly stood up, her dark dragon robe gleaming dimly in the candlelight.

She walked step by step to Pei Heng, then suddenly raised her hand—

"Snapped!"

A heavy slap landed on the prince's face.

The hall was deathly silent.

Blood trickled from the corner of Pei Heng's mouth, yet he still straightened his back: "Please enlighten me, Father."

Qingmo stared at his swollen cheek and suddenly laughed: "Do you know why I hit you?"

"My son, I don't know."

“Because—” Qingmo suddenly grabbed the Crown Prince’s chin, forcing him to look up, “You deserve to die. My great empire is not here to pay the price for your love affairs.”

The prince's pupils suddenly contracted.

"You find it absurd?"

Qingmo released her grip, walked step by step to the imperial desk, her fingertips lightly tracing the jade seal on it, her voice low and dangerous:

"I can give you a chance."

Pei Heng looked up, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.

Qingmo slowly turned around, her gaze sharp as a knife: "You will still attend the Qionghua Banquet tomorrow."

"Your subject obeys the decree," the Crown Prince replied without hesitation.

"No, what I want is not your 'obeying the decree'." Qingmo sneered, "What I want is—you to kill Wen Tangtang with your own hands."

The crown prince looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with shock: "Who is Wen Tangtang?"

"The illegitimate daughter of the Imperial Censor."

"Father! I don't even know who she is, how can I kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

"Innocent?" Qingmo scoffed. "If she doesn't die, you die. You have the choice."

"Father, but that was just a dream..."

"Dream?"

Qingmo slammed her hand on the table, her voice suddenly rising, "My dream is destiny!"

The hall was deathly silent; even breathing could be heard clearly.

After a long while, Pei Heng slowly knelt down, his voice hoarse: "...Your subject obeys the order."

Qingmo smiled with satisfaction and gestured for the guards to leave.

"Remember, what I want is not her life, but your choice."

She looked down at the Crown Prince and said, word by word, "I want to see whether the country is more important to you, or that ephemeral love."

Pei Heng remained silent for a moment, then finally whispered, "...Your subject understands."

Qingmo waved her hand: "You may leave."

The crown prince slowly rose, bowed, and withdrew.

The moment the palace doors closed, the coldness in Qingmo's eyes gradually faded.

She murmured softly, "Pei Heng, this time... don't let me down."

otherwise......