Chapter 221: Using Blood to Pave the Way for His Zhuzhuer

"Force the emperor to abdicate?" The prince suddenly raised his eyes. He really didn't expect that these words would come from Pei Zhi's mouth.

The emperor doted on the fourth prince and tried every means to suppress him for his sake, without caring at all about the dignity and life of the crown prince.

It would be a lie to say that he had no hatred in his heart.

He had imagined countless times in his mind how wonderful it would be if his father were no longer around!

The throne should naturally be inherited by him as the crown prince. What role would the fourth prince have then?

But he never thought of forcing the emperor to abdicate!

Once he is forced to abdicate, he will go from being a legitimate emperor to a usurper of the throne, and he will never be able to wash away this stain in his lifetime. How will history books evaluate him in the future?

The most important thing is, even if he chooses to force the emperor to abdicate, what are his chances of success?

If it was 90% certain, he would have given it a go.

The problem was, he wasn't sure at all.

Pei Zhi naturally noticed his hesitation, "Your Highness, do you want to know the true cause of the Queen's death?"

The prince looked puzzled, "Didn't the Queen Mother die suddenly of illness?"

Pei Zhi shook his head, "Your Majesty strangled her to death personally."

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince was horrified. "How is this possible? My mother is the mother of a country. Why would my father do this?"

"That's because His Majesty suspects that the Queen is having an affair with someone else." Pei Zhi said shockingly.

"What?" The Crown Prince said in disbelief. "I don't believe my mother would be such a person. My father is the ruler of a country. Which man can compare to him? She has no reason to do this."

Pei Zhi sighed softly, "Yes! The Queen is the most virtuous, why would she do this? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Queen was framed, but Your Majesty firmly believes it."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyes to look at the Crown Prince, "He even... suspected that Your Highness was not his son. Hasn't Your Highness always been puzzled as to why His Majesty has been suppressing Your Highness? This is why His Majesty has been suppressing Your Highness."

The prince was struck by lightning. He stood there motionless, with a storm in his heart.

He thought of many reasons. Maybe it was because he was not as good as the fourth brother in pleasing his father, or maybe it was because he was in this position, so his father was very afraid of him.

But he never thought that this would be the reason.

My father actually suspected him, because he is not his bloodline...

Is my father blind?

Couldn't he see how much his prince resembled him?

"How could my father treat me like this? I am not his blood, so whose blood could I be? How could he be so suspicious of me? Is he being worthy of my mother and me by doing this?" The prince collapsed instantly, his face distorted, and he slammed his fist to the ground.

There was a bang, and his hand was covered in blood.

"Sir, can you tell me, am I my father's bloodline?" The prince asked Pei Zhi with bloodshot eyes. Veins were exposed on his forehead and he looked crazy.

Pei Zhi picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the blood off his hands. His eyes were firm, "Your Highness is naturally the Majesty's bloodline. There is no doubt about that. If there were any doubts about Your Highness's background, how could the civil and military officials just sit there and watch? I'm afraid they would have jumped out and asked Your Highness to depose Your Highness. It was only Your Highness who refused to believe in Your Highness from the beginning to the end."

"Sir, are you telling the truth?" The prince grabbed Pei Zhi's sleeve as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and his whole body was shaking.

Although he firmly believed that he was his father's bloodline.

But he also needs to gain the approval of all civil and military officials. Otherwise, even if he succeeds in forcing the emperor to abdicate, how can he sit firmly on the throne!

Pei Zhi's answer was crucial to him.

"Your Highness, everything I said is true." Pei Zhi slowly helped the prince up and thoughtfully poured him a cup of hot tea.

He calmly picked up the scattered corpses and tried to move them to a place where the prince could not see them. He said nothing and did not ask the prince what was going on with the corpses.

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to provide timely assistance.

At this moment, Pei Zhilai is more visible.

"Sir..." The prince was so moved that tears filled his eyes. He drank the tea in his hand and then squeezed the teacup in his hand.

His eyes narrowed, his face determined, "It was my father who was unkind first. I'm forcing the emperor to abdicate not for the throne, but to seek justice for my mother."

What he said was very high-sounding.

In fact, it’s not for my own ambition.

"Your Highness is wise. I am willing to sacrifice my life for you." Pei Zhi took a step back and bowed solemnly to the prince.

"I'll leave the matters outside to you, sir." The prince personally helped Pei Zhi up.

Pei Zhi followed the instructions word for word, "I will definitely fulfill your mission!"

After coming out of the East Palace, Pei Zhi took a look at the majestic imperial palace from afar. He raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his eyes were full of coldness.

Tonight is the perfect day for his Zhuzhuer to leave this cage.

As a father, he naturally has to give his daughter Zhuzhu enough respect.

Let these people use their blood to pave the way for his Zhuzhuer...