Scumbag Chapter 177 The Reformed White-Eyed Wolf General (43)

In Jiaowan, Prince of Chen’s Mansion, Jin Yuping, who had been waiting for news of the Crown Prince’s death, collapsed to the ground upon he

In Jiaowan, Prince of Chen’s Mansion, Jin Yuping, who had been waiting for news of the Crown Prince’s death, collapsed to the ground upon hearing he was unharmed.

"It's him… it must be him!"

Tears streamed down Jin Yuping’s face.

After being reborn, everything had changed from her previous life. Mingting was leaving her no room to survive.

"If the Crown Prince doesn’t die, what will become of me?”

Yang Qide frowned.

He had regained memories of his past life at the age of eight. Initially, he thought this life would be even smoother than before, but Mingting had become an unforeseen obstacle.

"Your Majesty, it’s all that Wei Mingting’s fault!"

Shi Zhenghui’s expression was vicious.

He and Yang Qide had been reborn around the same time.

In his past life, Shi Zhenghui was the heir of the Count’s Mansion, and grew up in luxury. Now, he was merely the lowly son of a cook, and was forced to work from a young age.

Shi Zhenghui had never endured such hardship before.

The stark contrast was unbearable for him.

"Yes, it’s all his fault!" Yang Qide wanted to tear Mingting apart when Shi Zhenghui mentioned him.

If Mingting hadn't been so nosy and had dealt with the Eastern Sea pirates, Prince of Chen would have died by now. As the legitimate son of Prince of Chen, he would have inherited the princedom.

Worse yet, Mingting had now saved the Crown Prince.

With the Crown Prince still alive, along with his two sons born to the Crown Princess and the children of his concubines, unless they all died, the throne would never fall to Yang Qide.

Shi Zhenghui’s resentment ran even deeper than Yang Qide’s.

At least Yang Qide was still the heir to Prince of Chen. Even if the prince’s consort was out of favor, Yang Qide would one day inherit the Prince of Chen’s title and live comfortably.

But look at him. Without the identity of the heir of Count of Dingyuan, Shi Zhenghui is nothing.

What’s worse, Mingting is now the Marquis of Dingyuan, and he is deeply trusted by the Emperor and the Crown Prince. It can be seen that he will never lack wealth and honor in this life.

But since Mingting and Shi Zhenghui no longer shared a father-son bond, none of these benefits would come to him.

The more he thought about it, the more Shi Zhenghui resented Jin Yuping.

“Mother, why didn't you catch Wei Mingting's heart when she was reborn so early? She knew that he was infatuated with her, but she never gave him even the slightest affection. What was the point of pretending to be aloof?”

Jin Yuping was stunned when she heard Shi Zhenghui's complaints.

Is this still human speech?

Shi Zhenghui ignored his mother, who was about to collapse, and turned back to strategizing with Yang Qide.

Both were still young, with no resources or connections to rely on. There was little they could do to change their circumstances.

Yang Qide was filled with bitterness.

He is the Emperor! The whole world belongs to him! How could he be willing to see that what once belonged to him fell into the hands of others?

In the end, they secretly crafted dolls inscribed with the Emperor’s and Crown Prince’s birth dates, resorting to witchcraft.

As an Emperor in his past life, Yang Qide had access to imperial archives and remembered their birth dates clearly.

His plan was simple: eliminate these two key figures, and the remaining princes would inevitably turn on each other. In the chaos, he could rise to power...

As for the Crown Prince’s children… they were still young. Who knew if they’d even survive to adulthood?

As a result, within two days, someone reported to Prince of Chen that his heir was practicing witchcraft in the residence, which scared Prince of Chen so much that he almost had a heart attack.

Prince Chen ordered a thorough search of the quarters shared by the prince’s consort and Yang Qide, and indeed found the dolls.

Seeing the names and birth dates inscribed on the dolls, Prince of Chen’s legs nearly gave out.

If the Emperor and Crown Prince learned of this, the consequences would be dire.

They would never believe an idea like this came from a child like Yang Qide. Naturally, they’d assume it was Prince of Chen’s doing!

The thought of nearly being doomed by his own son’s recklessness filled Prince of Chen with rage.

The prince’s consort was equally shocked by her son’s audacity. In order to protect Yang Qide’s life, she took the blame, claiming the scheme was entirely her own.

"Give poisoned wine…" Prince of Chen gritted his teeth.

The prince’s consort was forcibly fed the poisoned wine.

Witnessing his mother die before his eyes, Yang Qide’s eyes turned bloodshot and he glared at Prince of Chen with hatred.

"Unfilial son!"

Prince of Chen was afraid that he would be held accountable by Emperor Chang and be deposed, so he ordered his men to lock up Yang Qide and began slowly poisoning his food.

Soon, Yang Qide lost the ability to speak. Apart from his eyes twitching, he became like a living corpse… bedridden for the rest of his life.

Prince of Chen also discovered that Yang Qide had been close with the cook’s son and blamed these lowly people for corrupting his heir.

Under the pretext of theft, he had Jin Yuping beaten so severely that her lower body was drenched in blood before she was handed over to the authorities and thrown into prison.

What infuriated Prince of Chen was that the cook’s son, Shi Zhenghui, had been cunning enough to flee when he sensed danger.

However, ‘the monk may run away, but the temple can’t run with him’. (T/N: This can also mean, You can run, but you can’t hide.)

Prince of Chen issued a warrant across his domain for Shi Zhenghui’s arrest, but the boy still managed to escape.

Shi Zhenghui fled to the harbor and stowed away on a merchant ship bound for Yaozhou.

When he arrived, the bustling prosperity of Yaozhou’s port made him wonder if he had come to the wrong place.

After begging and doing odd jobs along the way, he finally reached Ning’an City.

Because Marquis of Dingyuan stationed in Yaozhou, the Emperor had granted him permission to build his Marquis’s Mansion here. Staring at the grand and imposing gates, Shi Zhenghui licked his lips.

He wanted to find Mingting and acknowledge him as his father.

Even though Mingting now had a biological son in this life, Shi Zhenghui was different!

In his past life, he had been Mingting’s son for over a decade! How could that bond just be discarded so easily?