The Peasant Wife Is a Lucky Charm

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The Dragon Phoenix Hall promptly relayed all palace events to Su Bin and the Third Prince.

Su Bin, true to his character, would not keep such information from Qin

Zhenzhen.

Upon hearing the updates, Qin Zhenzhen remarked, “It seems that His Majesty’s moments of happiness have come to an end. He’s willing to go so far as to kill his own son. He’s not worthy of being called a human!”

Having committed treason by orchestrating the late emperor’s death, he had only been on the throne for a little over a year. Qin Zhenzhen wondered if he would regret his actions in the face of death.

Su Bin nodded. “He brought it upon himself.”

Had he not conspired with the Public House to eliminate the late emperor and a faction of ministers loyal to him, he wouldn’t be in such a predicament. If he hadn’t been hasty in removing the Third Prince, framing him for an assassination attempt, and completely neglecting him in the General Manor, he wouldn’t have faced such isolation.

The overnight engagements of the General Manor’s daughters further exposed their motives. The daughter of the General Manor would no longer enter the palace.

In the past, while the Public House was influential, the General Manor held its ground. With the General Manor acting as a check, the Public House couldn’t be as arrogant, and the Emperor wouldn’t be a mere puppet.

Comparatively, the late emperor demonstrated greater wisdom. He knew how to foster a positive relationship with the General Manor, using it to curb the Public House’s influence while clandestinely building his own power.

However, the late emperor’s flaw lay in his suspicion. Those he had cultivated as trusted aides couldn’t withstand external instigations, leading to the demise of many at his hands.

This instilled fear in the remaining trusted aides, living under constant apprehension.

The lingering fear among the trusted aides stemmed from the apprehension that the emperor might exploit and discard them as pawns, manipulated by external forces.

Over time, it became increasingly challenging for the late emperor to cultivate loyal aides.

Had Su Bin chosen to support the late emperor, they might have successfully ousted the

Public House. Unfortunately, the late emperor’s inherent suspicion prevented him from trusting anyone, including Su Bin.

Discerning the late emperor’s lack of trust, Su Bin refrained from offering assistance to avoid the risk of losing his head.

Consequently, Su Bin departed, believing the Third Prince and Lin Yue to be more dependable. Despite the Third Prince’s relative inexperience, Su Bin chose him over the late emperor.

The late emperor’s demise was not an easy feat until their own son played a pivotal role in it.

Facing his death, the late emperor never anticipated harm from his own progeny.

The current emperor, having committed patricide, would soon face retribution, meeting a fate similar to his predecessor at the hands of a certain beauty.

Su Bin’s calm demeanor shattered when he received another message from the palace. Reading it, even he, typically composed, was so infuriated that he smashed his cup.

“Despicable! You deserve the depths of the eighteenth level of hell!”

Coincidentally, Qin Zhenzhen brought some snacks to Su Bin.

“Why are you so angry?” she inquired, genuinely surprised.

Su Bin wasn’t prone to quick anger, so for him to display such frustration indicated a significant event had occurred.

Upon seeing Qin Zhenzhen, his countenance softened. “Wife, you’re here. Cooking again?”

Qin Zhenzhen affirmed, “I’ve brought you some snacks. You’ve been working so diligently that you’ve likely forgotten to eat and sleep.”

She spoke casually and refrained from pressing Su Bin about the cause of his anger. If he wished to share, he would do so in due time. If not, she saw wisdom in refraining from further inquiries..

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