Wei Shu felt that she wasn’t afraid of him and didn’t care about his thoughts, which left him feeling stifled. He raised his hand and delivered another heavy slap, causing the other half of her face to swell.
As he prepared to hit her again, he met Qin Zhi’s gentle gaze. His heart softened, and the slap did not fall. He said fiercely, “You’re too cruel. That was my father!”
“Your Highness, I’ve had someone examine the Emperor’s pulse. He was beyond saving,” Qin Zhi’s soft voice made Wei Shu shudder. She indeed knew everything.
Wei Shu turned away unwillingly. Being unsavable was different from dying immediately.
Moreover, she shouldn’t know about this, let alone make decisions for him. He said fiercely, “What nonsense are you talking about? Father is temporarily unconscious and will definitely recover!”
Qin Zhi sat beside him, her face showing remorse as she softly said, “I know you respect and love your father, but he was too partial. Prince Jin has no talent or virtue—how can he compare to you? I dare not let the Emperor wake up. Once he does, Prince Jin will turn everything upside down. Your Highness, you are my husband, my lifelong support. For you, I dare do anything.”
Wei Shu jumped up, his voice fierce as he growled, “What nonsense? How will Prince Jin turn things upside down? I am the Crown Prince, the heir to the throne. Who can overturn this?”
Qin Zhi seemed frightened, her eyes glistening with tears as she explained, “Your Highness is right. You are the heavens, and no one else compares. The Emperor was momentarily confused and spoke inappropriately. As long as it’s handled properly, no one will know.”
Wei Shu felt a chill. He had underestimated his wife, thinking she was gentle and submissive. He now realized she knew about the Emperor’s promise to make Prince Jin the heir. He suddenly found her strange and terrifying—he himself would hesitate at patricide, yet she could plan so meticulously, even using Prince Jin and Consort De as scapegoats.
Wei Shu had murderous thoughts about Qin Zhi—if he killed her, his secrets would remain hidden, and the blame would fall on her.
