Seeing that her mistress had woken up, Cheng Ying said, "My mistress, Consort Chen has sent you many letters these days."

During the time Yan Shaoheng was still unconscious, Cheng Ying put these letters away to prevent them from being seen by anyone with ulterior motives.

My master's situation is already very precarious. If others find out, they will definitely use this to blackmail him.

Upon hearing the news about Chen Jingshu, Yan Shaoheng felt as if he had found a new meaning in life.

He struggled to sit up in bed, but his hamstrings were severed. His pale face was contorted with pain, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead. Every movement was excruciating.

Although Cheng Ying hadn't been with Yan Shaoheng for very long, he already regarded him as his master from the bottom of his heart. For an orphan like him, his master might become his family in the future.

"My lord, I have prepared a wheelchair for you. Would you like to try it?"

Cheng Ying felt a pang of pity seeing her master in such a state.

He was once a proud, glorious prince, revered by thousands, but now he is nothing more than a useless person who can't even walk.

Yan Shaoheng's haggard face, drooping eyebrows, slightly open eyes, dazed gaze, dry lips, and legs that he couldn't even move all indicated that he was a cripple.

Cheng Ying thought her master was having a mental breakdown and was thinking about how to comfort him.

"Give me the letter."

At this moment, Yan Shaoheng probably no longer considers himself a prince.

"What is the situation now?"

"Your Majesty, the late Emperor has passed away. The Empress's faction could not wait any longer and buried him in the Imperial Mausoleum the very next day."

"Has Father passed away?"

"Yes, Master."

Upon hearing this news, Yan Shaoheng closed his eyes tightly, and it was impossible to tell what his emotions were. Only a small, bean-sized eyeball slid down from the corner of his eye.

Cheng Ying couldn't understand why his master was still grieving for the late emperor, since he was the one who had severed his master's hamstrings one by one.

Cheng Ying didn't understand, perhaps because he had been an orphan since childhood and didn't understand the deep bond between father and son.

"Anything else?"

"After the late Empress was buried, Eunuch Chen took out the imperial edict left by the late Emperor, establishing Yan Chuan City as the new Emperor, the Empress as the Empress Dowager, posthumously granting you the title of Prince Heng, and ordering you to reside in the Prince Heng's Mansion, and prohibiting you from being summoned or entering the palace."

"They've really gone too far; the world has changed."

"Your Majesty, they clearly want to imprison you. Now the entire court is dominated by the Emperor and Empress Dowager's faction. In recent days, most of the officials who stood on our side have been dealt with. The remaining ones are either unable to speak in court or have already been turned against us."

Yan Shaoheng waved his hand, "Forget it. No matter how well a beast is raised, it's still a beast. When it's starving, it will bite back. It's only a matter of time."

"Although I have lost both legs, I now have the title of king, so it's not a loss."

"Master, you..."

After her master made that decision, Cheng Ying felt something was off. He didn't make a fuss or even get angry.

"It's nothing, you may leave. I wish to rest a little longer."

"Yes, Master."

Cheng Ying was naturally worried, turning back every few steps until he walked out of the room. Yan Shaoheng didn't call him and closed the door behind him.

"Father..."

His throat felt uncomfortable and painful, as if something was stuck there. He paused for a long time before speaking, his voice tinged with bitterness.

"Father, rest assured, Heng'er will protect this world for you. Heng'er will never be as foolish as before again."

When Yan Shaoheng recalled the past, he realized that his father was punishing him, but he never thought that it was a way for his father to protect him.

He even entertained the idea of ​​forcing the emperor to abdicate, which is why someone was able to seize on his weakness.

Otherwise, perhaps my father wouldn't have left so soon.

Thinking of this, pain shot through his entire body, and his heart felt as if it were about to leap out of his chest, making him feel suffocated.

After a moment, Yan Shaoheng composed himself and opened the letter that Chen Jingshu had sent him.

The letters were full of words of concern for him. He never imagined that in just one month, the fact that he had become a cripple would spread throughout the four countries.

Even Chen Jingshu, who is far away in the Moon Kingdom, already knows about it.

However, rumors circulated that his legs were crippled because he was helping the new emperor, Yan Chuancheng.

"Father, thank you for protecting Heng'er in the end."

This was indeed a rumor that the late emperor had spread among the people before he passed away.

The goal was to make Yan Shaoheng a meritorious minister in the new emperor's ascension to the throne, so that the current Empress Dowager's faction would be unable to take action against him in the short term.

This would also give Yan Shaoheng a chance to catch his breath and have enough time to prepare to deal with them.

"Cheng Ying, what's going on outside?"

Yan Shaoheng listened to the constant chattering outside.

Cheng Ying pushed open the door and came in. "Reporting to the master, it is Eunuch Chen who has come to deliver the imperial edict."

"Let him in."

"yes."

Eunuch Chen was burly and thick-waisted, and didn't even have a neck. It was obvious that he had made a lot of money in the palace over the years.

"Oh, Prince Heng has woken up! The guards came to report that you've woken up, but this old servant didn't believe it. I thought, how could you wake up so quickly after suffering such serious injuries? After all, you were half-dead before, hehehe..."

Eunuch Chen covered his mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled, completely disregarding Yan Shaoheng.

"You dog of a eunuch, you don't even bow to my master."

Cheng Ying naturally didn't want to indulge this androgynous bastard, so she stepped forward to teach him a lesson.

"Cheng Ying, don't be willful."

Eunuch Chen shook his head. "It seems Prince Heng is the one who knows how to assess the situation. I didn't expect that Prince Heng's injury would turn out to be a blessing in disguise, as it has made him tone down his arrogance. But this servant really needs to be taught a lesson. To be honest, young people still need..."

Before Eunuch Chen could finish speaking, Yan Shaoheng interrupted him.

"If Eunuch Chen has something to say, please speak quickly. I need to rest. Besides, I know what kind of person I am. Even if I am the worst, I am still much better than that beast who betrayed his master and ancestors."

"you!"

Eunuch Chen naturally knew that Yan Shaoheng was referring to him, and he stared at Yan Shaoheng, swallowing his anger.

"Very well, this old servant has come today with an imperial edict. Prince Heng was unconscious before, but now that he has awakened, it is time for him to receive the edict."

After saying this, Eunuch Chen stared intently at Yan Shaoheng, waiting to give him a taste of his power.

Although he knew that Yan Shaoheng couldn't get out of bed and the Emperor had agreed that he didn't have to kneel, he still wanted to see Yan Shaoheng's embarrassed state.

However, Yan Shaoheng remained motionless in bed.