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How to Deal with Having the Villainous Tyrant’s Child Chapter 100

Chapter 100


Across from her, Lu Hanzhi’s expression twisted in pain, but beneath it lay a trace of satisfaction. He fully understood what Su Wan’ning must be feeling right now. After all, when she had pulled the same stunt in the original storyline, the original host had likely wanted to curse out loud too.

 

Lying on the ground, clutching his stomach, Lu Hanzhi knew the blood bag he had secretly hidden inside his clothes had probably leaked too much. He must have looked absolutely miserable.

 

Still, he felt that his act wasn’t quite dramatic enough. So, with a trembling finger, he pointed at Su Wan’ning and gritted his teeth as he accused, “You… You’re so vicious! Since you couldn’t harm Ah Chan, you… you turned your malice on my unborn child. Su Wan’ning, you wicked woman!”

 

After saying this, Lu Hanzhi collapsed onto the ground and fainted.

 

At that moment, palace maids and eunuchs swarmed around them. No matter how Su Wan’ning tried to defend herself, she couldn’t explain her way out of this mess.

 

She looked exasperatedly at the person lying on the ground, playing dead like an over-the-top actor. Whether he was truly unconscious or just pretending, as someone with a cheat ability, how could she not tell?

 

But with so many palace maids and eunuchs watching, she couldn’t just go over and expose him.

 

Lu Hanzhi was the official Wang Fei of Prince An, while she was merely a side consort of the Crown Prince.

 

Even though a prince ranked below the crown prince, as a concubine, she had no right to act arrogant in front of the official wife.

 

So Su Wan’ning pretended to be frightened, standing there blankly, seemingly at a loss for what to do.

 

What was Lu Hanzhi up to this time? Even if he accused her of pushing him and causing him to lose his child, it wasn’t like she had done it on purpose. What could he possibly do to her?

 

Before long, Yuwen Min and Prince Chu arrived, accompanied by Doctor Lin, who carried his medical kit.

 

The moment Yuwen Min appeared, the palace servants immediately scattered like birds.

 

With a cold expression, he stepped forward and demanded, “What happened here?”

 

But Doctor Lin spoke first. “Don’t move him yet. Let me take a look.”

 

He approached Lu Hanzhi and took his pulse. After a moment, he shook his head and said, “The ground is too cold. Move him to the warm chamber of the Imperial Concubine.”

 

Yuwen Min strode forward, picked up Lu Hanzhi, and carried him away. As he passed Su Wan’ning, he left her with a single sentence: “I don’t hit women. Go call the Crown Prince.”

 

It was only then that Su Wan’ning felt a flicker of panic. She finally realized—she had walked right into Lu Hanzhi’s trap.

 

Doctor Lin was almost certainly aligned with Prince An. However, the entire palace, inside and out, believed that he was a disciple of the legendary doctor Luo Hanyi, who had joined the imperial medical court only because Luo Hanyi had once been indebted to Prince Ping.

 

The Emperor placed great trust in him and had directly appointed him as the imperial physician.

 

Moreover, he answered to no one. If someone fell ill, they could request his aid, but whether he agreed to treat them was entirely up to him.

 

The only exceptions were the Emperor, the Empress, the Empress Dowager, and the highest-ranking concubines. For anyone else, he was indifferent.

 

Su Wan’ning had already suspected something when County Princess Zhaoyun suffered a miscarriage last time.

 

But she had never been completely sure—Doctor Lin’s reputation spoke for itself, after all.

 

Now, however, seeing how promptly he had arrived and how openly he protected Lu Hanzhi, it was obvious where his allegiance lay.

 

What was even more terrifying wasn’t just that Doctor Lin stood with them, but the fact that no one would ever believe it.

 

Because for the past several days, Doctor Lin had been staying in the Crown Prince’s residence.

 

He had gone to great lengths to protect the Crown Princess’s pregnancy and had also been diligently treating the Crown Prince’s favored attendant’s legs.

 

Everyone believed he was part of the Crown Prince’s faction.

 

Even the Crown Prince himself was convinced that Doctor Lin was on his side.

 

Su Wan’ning found herself at a loss for words. She truly didn’t know what to say.

 

Before she could react, a young eunuch beside Lu Hanzhi suddenly shoved her and, in an almost impolite tone, said, “Apologies, Side Consort Wan, but you’ve caused trouble, and you can’t just walk away. Please follow me to Chenxi Pavilion!”

 

Left with no choice, Su Wan’ning had to follow.

 

After all, she hadn’t done it on purpose. And whether or not Lu Hanzhi was even pregnant in the first place was still up for debate.

 

Lu Hanzhi was quickly carried into the warm chamber by Yuwen Min.

 

Frowning, Yuwen Min glanced at him and asked, “What are you up to this time?”

 

Leaning lazily against the headboard, Lu Hanzhi replied, “Just giving her a taste of her own medicine.”

 

In the original storyline, Su Wan’ning had done the same to the original host. It was only fair for her to experience it herself now.

 

However, unlike Su Wan’ning, he did not possess any supernatural abilities that could inflict mental attacks.

 

His goal was simple: to take away Su Wan’ning’s token for entering the palace. The rest depended on whether the emperor had the final say.

 

Imperial Concubine Rong arrived in a hurry, her face filled with unconcealed anxiety. She rushed straight into the warm chamber and demanded, “What happened? Did Han’er suffer a miscarriage? How are you servants taking care of him? Prince An’s Wang Fei’s status is of utmost importance! How could you allow some nobody to barge into him?”

 

Su Wan’ning, who was waiting outside in the outer courtyard, turned pale upon hearing this.

 

Imperial Concubine Rong continued questioning, “Who knocked into Han’er?”

 

A little eunuch immediately replied, “Reporting to Your Highness, it was… the Crown Prince’s side consort.”

 

Imperial Concubine Rong truly lived up to her reputation as a fierce general’s daughter. She cast a heartbroken glance at Lu Hanzhi, who was covered in blood, before turning on her heels and storming out.

 

Without a word, she strode up to Su Wan’ning and delivered a resounding slap across her face.

 

The crisp sound of the slap echoed through Chenxi Pavilion. Su Wan’ning’s head was knocked to the side, and a distinct red handprint bloomed on her cheek.

 

Lu Hanzhi, who had been pretending to faint, suddenly twitched. Swallowing nervously, he sneaked a glance at Yuwen Min beside him, gave him a thumbs-up, and murmured, “Mother Concubine is truly… a heroine among women.”

 

Yuwen Min remained indifferent, thinking to himself, This is nothing.

 

After all, back in the day, when Mother Concubine used to discipline me and the Eldest Prince, she once beat us so hard that she snapped the rod in half.

 

Imperial Concubine Rong’s furious voice echoed from inside the hall: “Don’t think that just because you have the Crown Prince’s support, you can do whatever you please in this palace. If you wish to visit the deposed Empress, I won’t stop you. I’ve even made things easier for you. If you hold a grudge against Han’er, that’s your business—I have no intention of meddling in your personal disputes. But the child in Hanzhi’s womb carries the royal bloodline. Do you think a mere side consort, who has borne no children herself, can harm it as she pleases?”

 

Clearly, Su Wan’ning was completely stunned by Imperial Concubine Rong’s slap.

 

She had never interacted with Imperial Concubine Rong before and had never thought much of her.

 

Rumors in the palace always described Imperial Concubine Rong as gentle, virtuous, and dignified.

 

She was said to be an old member of the former Crown Prince’s household, uninterested in power struggles, and kind even to servants.

 

But now, upon seeing her in person, Su Wan’ning realized she had been gravely mistaken.

 

Imperial Concubine Rong was nothing like the gentle and accommodating figure she appeared to be. She didn’t refrain from competing because she couldn’t—she simply didn’t want to.

 

After all, how many fools could actually rise to the rank of Imperial Concubine?

 

A noble daughter from a family of generals—how could she not have some real skills?

 

Imperial Concubine Rong cast another cold, superior glance at Su Wan’ning, then lowered her voice, exuding the commanding presence of someone in power. “What’s the matter? Do you not hold me in regard, or do you think that just because you once had the deposed Empress and the Emperor backing you, I am beneath you and unworthy of your kneeling?”

 

Su Wan’ning finally snapped back to her senses and dropped to her knees with a thud.

 

Panicked, she stammered, “No… Your Highness, please forgive me. I never meant any disrespect. What happened earlier was truly unintentional, and… and I truly didn’t know that Wang Fei was already with child. Wang Fei is my own cousin—how could I possibly wish him harm?”

 

Imperial Concubine Rong closed her eyes briefly, then said, “Let the Emperor decide on this matter. Someone, come!”

 

A young eunuch quickly stepped inside, bowing deeply to her.

Imperial Concubine Rong ordered, “Summon His Majesty.”

 

After saying this, she turned and re-entered the warm chamber.

 

Lu Hanzhi had already sat up, and Imperial Concubine Rong frowned at him. “Next time you pull a stunt like this, at least let me know in advance. You children probably have no idea what real palace intrigue looks like. If you slip up even slightly, you’ll leave behind something others can use against you.”

 

Lu Hanzhi was dumbfounded. “Mother Concubine, you… saw through it?”

 

Imperial Concubine Rong glanced at him and said, “Last time you visited the palace, you were drinking wine with me. How could you possibly be pregnant so soon? Yuwen Min never mentioned your pregnancy either. If you truly were expecting, he would have informed me immediately.”

 

Lu Hanzhi couldn’t help but give her a thumbs-up. “Mother Concubine, you truly are… a veteran of palace intrigue.”

 

That earlier performance had not only left Su Wan’ning stunned—even Lu Hanzhi had been caught off guard.

 

He had genuinely thought he had fooled Imperial Concubine Rong, only to realize that her masterful acting had actually deceived him.

 

Imperial Concubine Rong sighed. “In this deep palace, how many consorts without powerful backgrounds haven’t fought their way up? Even I am no exception. Back in the day, Concubine Liang and Concubine Li tried to suppress me at every turn, but I deflected their schemes with ease. There’s no such thing as a woman being protected purely by imperial favor—it’s all just wishful thinking.”

 

Lu Hanzhi wholeheartedly agreed. The women of the harem each had their own sorrows.

 

At that moment, a eunuch’s voice rang out from outside the door. “His Majesty has arrived!”

 

Imperial Concubine Rong turned to look at Lu Hanzhi and said, “Lie back and rest. Leave the second half of the act to me.”

 

Lu Hanzhi clenched his fist. “Mother Concubine, I appreciate your hard work. Do your best!”

 

Yuwen Min: …

 

Doctor Lin, standing to the side, twitched at the corners of his mouth, unsure of what to say.

 

Imperial Concubine Rong lowered her head, and when she lifted it again, her eyes were brimming with tears, as if she were truly a heartbroken grandmother mourning the loss of her grandchild.

 

Then, a heartrending wail filled the hall: “Your Majesty, you must seek justice for me!”

 

Lu Hanzhi shivered, goosebumps rising all over his body. With this level of acting, it would truly be a waste if she didn’t win an award.

 

The Emperor coughed, stepped forward, and gently helped Imperial Concubine Rong up. “I have already heard the details. It is a pity about my imperial grandson—this crime by the Crown Prince’s side consort must not go unpunished.”

 

Imperial Concubine Rong dabbed her tears with a handkerchief and said, “Your Majesty, you know that I am not a particularly intelligent person. Ever since I married into the imperial family, my only wish has been to bear more children for you. But unfortunately, I have always been frail and could only give birth to Jue’er. Thankfully, Your Majesty took pity on me and allowed me to raise Min’er. When Min’er and Ah Chan had their child, do you know how happy I was? Just this morning, upon hearing that Wang Fei was expecting again, I was so overjoyed that I ate an entire basket of steamed buns! But before I could even digest them, Wang Fei had already lost the child. Your Majesty… how can I possibly accept this?”

 

Kneeling on the ground, Su Wan’ning found herself in complete admiration. She thought that the Empress should count herself lucky that Imperial Concubine Rong had never fought for power.

 

Because if she had… would there have been anything left for anyone else?

 

The Emperor continued to softly console Imperial Concubine Rong, showing an unprecedented level of patience.

 

Yet, she did not take undue advantage of the situation. She knew exactly how far to push.

 

Raising her tear-filled eyes, she spoke gently, “I know that the Crown Prince’s side consort once saved Your Majesty’s life, so I dare not punish her myself. I can only await Your Majesty’s judgment. But, Your Majesty… that child was my grandson—and more importantly, he was Your Majesty’s imperial grandson. If we simply let this matter go, I truly… cannot reconcile with it.”

 

The Emperor looked at the kneeling Su Wan’ning, clearly in a difficult position.

 

After all, she had saved his life before—he couldn’t punish her too harshly.

 

And since Su Wan’ning had not acted intentionally, the Emperor stroked his beard and pondered aloud, “My beloved concubine, how about this? Let’s ask Wang Fei what he thinks. After all, the Crown Prince’s side consort is his cousin—let’s see how he wishes to handle this matter.”


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How to Deal with Having the Villainous Tyrant’s Child

How to Deal with Having the Villainous Tyrant’s Child

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After being reborn into the political intrigue novel <Struggle for the Throne>, Lu Hanzhi found himself in the role of a vicious supporting male character—one who had strangled his own son with his own hands just to secure a place as a concubine in the Eastern Palace. Without hesitation, Lu Hanzhi packed up his belongings, grabbed the newborn that the original owner had just given birth to, and ran for his life. What was so bad about raising a child? What was so boring about making money? To hell with the plot—he refused to be cannon fodder! While the main characters were off suffering through their tragic romance, Lu Hanzhi was busy raking in money and living comfortably. The only issue? That Prince Ling’an who had broken out of prison and secretly hidden himself in Lu Hanzhi’s backyard, now locked in a staring contest with the little baby. The prison break wasn’t a problem. His noble status wasn’t a problem. Even the fact that he was a future rebel prince wasn’t a problem. His eventual fate as a tyrannical and cruel ruler recorded in history books? Not a problem either. The real problem was—he was the child’s biological father.
And the White Moonlight of the novel’s universally adored female lead.

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