The Empress’s Gambit: I’m the Fierce One 1

The passionate Du Zhengyan from moments ago now looked like a wilted eggplant, hanging his head in dejection. Without a word, he scrambled out of the back garden – presumably climbing over the wall, just as he had entered.

Heaven knows that even if Wan Zhen’er wanted to get married, no one would marry her.

However, even if Du Zhenyan really wanted to marry Wan Zhen’er, she could not leave Yi Wang. How could she be so heartless? If Wan Zhen’er had to choose between Yi Wang and Du Zhenyan, she would choose Yi Wang without hesitation, even if she would remain an old maid and never get married.

Perhaps Wan Zhen’er owed Yi Wang from a previous life, and in this life, she must repay that debt.

The Coup of Seizing the Gate

Fate is unpredictable.

No one expected that Yi Wang’s father, Emperor Zhengtong, after being confined for seven years as the retired emperor, would have a chance to make a comeback.

Emperor Jing proved the saying: What is meant to be will be, and what is not meant to be cannot be forced.

Originally, the imperial hat was temporarily without an owner, and his head happened to fit perfectly, so he was allowed to wear it temporarily. But he became addicted to wearing it and stubbornly refused to take it off, occupying the throne. Not only that, he was greedy and wanted his own biological son to continue wearing the hat after his death.

Who knew his biological son Zhu Jianjin would not be fortunate enough to enjoy it? Just announced as the heir to the imperial throne, he died of a sudden illness after only a short year, passing away before his father.

Shortly after Zhu Jianjin’s death, his mother, Empress Hang, also passed away.

At that time, Emperor Jing was only in his twenties, in the prime of his life.

One wife died, but he still had many wives. In the palace, there were plenty of women.

Randomly grabbing a woman with his eyes closed, as long as it wasn’t a eunuch but a female, each would be beautiful as a flower.

However, despite his efforts and enthusiasm, despite nightly revelry and spreading his seed everywhere, he had no other son to continue his lineage.

Emperor Jing didn’t even get to drink cold water before choking.

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