How to Deal with Having the Villainous Tyrant’s Child Chapter 101

Chapter 101

Imperial Concubine Rong had no objections to this suggestion, as she wasn’t entirely sure what Lu Hanzhi’s ultimate goal was either.

The Emperor then stepped into the warm chamber, where Lu Hanzhi, pale-faced, was sipping medicine.

Everyone present immediately knelt to pay their respects, and the Emperor gestured for them to rise before turning to Doctor Lin. “How is Wang Fei’s condition?”

Doctor Lin answered impassively, “The fetus was not yet two months along and was already in need of care. After this fall, there is no way to save it.”

The Emperor’s expression finally revealed a trace of reluctance. He sighed and said to Lu Hanzhi, “I know you have suffered injustice, and this matter is indeed the fault of the Crown Prince’s side consort. I have already sent someone to summon the Crown Prince. When he arrives, you may decide how to punish her.”

Lu Hanzhi thought to himself, I knew it would turn out like this. As expected, the Emperor would not mention any severe punishment.

He had just finished drinking his medicine and, looking frail, said weakly, “Your Majesty… you are overestimating the situation. It is simply that your son lacks the fortune to carry this pregnancy. It was never stable to begin with, and my cousin did not mean to harm me. I have nothing more to say on the matter.”

Who didn’t know how to put on an act?

Lu Hanzhi smirked inwardly. Don’t they all like gentle and magnanimous people?

Then today, I will give them the perfect image of a gentle and magnanimous person.

Sure enough, the Emperor looked at him approvingly and said, “Min’er truly married a good wife. It is a blessing for the royal family to have such a virtuous consort by our side.”

Imperial Concubine Rong chimed in at just the right moment, “Han’er has always been generous, but… I truly cannot bear this.”

The Emperor patted her hand reassuringly and said, “Let’s wait until the Crown Prince arrives before discussing further.”

Lately, the Crown Prince had been handling numerous state affairs, as the Emperor had indeed delegated much of his power to him.

Although the Emperor’s health had slightly improved in recent days, he showed no intention of reclaiming the Crown Prince’s authority as regent.

His stance was clear, which made Yuwen Min’s faction anxious.

Yuwen Min’s attempts to win over allies were far too blatant. If Lu Xuzhi did not respond in time, they might start harboring suspicions.

Before long, the Crown Prince hurried over from the front court.

As soon as he saw Su Wan’ning kneeling on the ground, he immediately stepped forward to help her up, his heart aching at the sight.

Seeing him, Su Wan’ning’s eyes reddened. She sniffled and said, “I have caused trouble for Your Highness.”

The Crown Prince shook his head and replied, “I already know everything. I will handle it.”

Su Wan’ning, teary-eyed, nodded and said, “Wan’er truly did not intend for this to happen, and I was unaware that my cousin was even pregnant.”

The Crown Prince nodded, his gaze signaling that he understood. Then, he turned and entered the warm chamber.

Upon entering, Yuwen Jun saluted the Emperor and Imperial Concubine Rong. The Emperor, displeased, said, “Stand up and speak.”

The Crown Prince glanced at Lu Hanzhi, who was lying weakly on the bed, then sighed and said, “I apologize on Wan’er’s behalf. She was simply too careless while walking.”

Lu Hanzhi shook his head weakly and said, “My cousin is not usually like this. Your Highness need not blame yourself; I have never held it against her.”

The Crown Prince turned to the Emperor and said, “Father, I have already scolded Wan’er and ordered her to apologize to Prince An’s Wang Fei. Additionally, she will pray before the Buddha to repent and offer prayers for the lost royal grandson.”

The Emperor’s expression softened slightly. He said, “Prince An’s Wang Fei only wishes for an acknowledgment of responsibility. However, since a mistake was made, there must be consequences—it cannot simply be overlooked. Let us ask Prince An’s Wang Fei what he intends to do!”

The Crown Prince turned to Lu Hanzhi and said, “If you have any conditions, feel free to state them. I will do my best to fulfill them.”

Lu Hanzhi gave a weak smile and said, “Your Highness is overestimating the matter. As Doctor Lin mentioned, my pregnancy was never stable to begin with. My cousin merely gave me a slight push—who would have thought it would lead to this? Perhaps the child and I were never fated to be together.”

That choice of words—‘merely’ and ‘push’—was used with extreme precision.

The Crown Prince’s expression remained unreadable as he furrowed his brows slightly and said, “If Prince An’s Wang Fei does not blame Wan’er, that would be best. I will have her personally thank you.”

But Lu Hanzhi simply smiled slightly and said, “Your Highness, please allow me to finish. I… do not blame my cousin, Wan’er. She is my blood relative—how could I possibly blame her? However… Your Majesty, has Wan’er been entering the palace too frequently as of late? Today was not supposed to be a day for her to visit, was it? I never expected to run into her in the imperial garden. If she keeps coming in so often, it may not be appropriate. I understand that Your Majesty is considerate of the Empress and wishes for Wan’er to visit her frequently. But in the palace, there are many noble consorts, and unexpected encounters are inevitable. If she continues acting so recklessly, what if she ends up offending someone important? I have heard that Noble Consort Yun and Consort Jin are both expecting.”

Lu Hanzhi let his words trail off without pressing further.

However, the Emperor furrowed his brows upon hearing this and said, “I recall that the Crown Princess’s side consort’s waist plaque is made of bronze, granting her permission to enter the palace only three times a month. The first month of the year is nearly over—this should not have been a visiting day, correct?”

The Crown Prince immediately knelt before the Emperor and admitted, “It was my fault. I worried that my mother was not doing well in the palace, so I allowed Wan’er to visit more frequently.”

The Emperor scoffed coldly and said, “I deposed her to make her reflect on herself and avoid meddling in outside affairs. But instead, she seems quite curious about them. I gave the Crown Prince’s side consort a waist plaque so she could move about the inner palace, not so she could do as she pleases. Since she has no intention of behaving appropriately, she need not come anymore. Guards, confiscate the Crown Prince’s side consort’s waist plaque. She is to be confined to the Crown Prince’s residence for two months, and the Crown Prince’s stipend will be docked for six months. Let him reflect along with the deposed Empress!”

After delivering this decree, the Emperor left Chenxi Pavilion.

The Crown Prince bowed deeply in the direction of the departing Emperor and said loudly, “Your son accepts the decree with gratitude.”

Once the Emperor was gone, the Crown Prince rose and looked at Yuwen Min, his expression complex.

Lu Hanzhi, however, took the initiative to console him, saying, “His Majesty’s punishment may have been too severe. With Wan’er’s waist plaque taken away, how will she visit the Empress in the future? And it was unnecessary to dock Your Highness’s stipend. The little heir is about to be born—it would be difficult.”

Even if the Crown Prince wanted to curse at that moment, he could not direct any anger at Lu Hanzhi. Swallowing his frustration, he said, “Prince An’s Wang Fei must not address her that way anymore. My mother has already been deposed—she is just an ordinary palace servant now. I will ensure Wan’er stays confined and reflects on her actions.”

Lu Hanzhi said nothing more. Prince Chu and Prince An then rose to see the guests out.

After sending those two people away, Yuwen Min returned to the warm chamber and asked, “You went through so much trouble just to take away her waist token?”

Lu Hanzhi had already changed into clean clothes and was letting Prince Chu help him straighten his disheveled hair.

Lu Hanzhi replied, “Without her waist token, she can no longer enter the palace and cause trouble. If my guess is correct, the Empress’s side will definitely make a move in the next few days. Mother Concubine, you must be extra vigilant. We worked hard to bring down the Empress—we can’t allow her to make a comeback.”

Imperial Concubine Rong walked in and said, “Han’er, your concerns are reasonable, but… don’t you think you’re being overly cautious about this Su girl? She’s just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl—could she really be that dangerous?”

Yuwen Min said, “Mother, you may not know this, but if I told you that the assassination attempt on Father in the western suburbs was orchestrated by her, would you still think she’s just an ordinary eighteen-year-old girl?”

Imperial Concubine Rong frowned and asked, “Have you ever fought against her directly?”

Everyone shook their heads, except for Lu Hanzhi, who said, “She is ruthless and adept in witchcraft. The Buddhist scriptures she transcribed for the Empress Dowager last time were actually a form of sorcery meant to manipulate minds. Mother Concubine, I am forbidding her from entering the palace because I fear she may target you as well.”

Su Wan’ning had never been known for compassion. Anything useful to her, she would turn into a tool.

Imperial Concubine Rong slowly nodded and said, “Then be careful in everything you do. If you need my help, don’t hesitate to ask.”

The sons all responded in agreement and began preparing to leave the palace.

Lu Hanzhi was committed to his act and ended up wrapped up like a cocoon, carried into the carriage by Yuwen Min.

Once the group left the palace and entered Prince An’s residence, Lu Hanzhi finally unwrapped himself from the layers of blankets.

He was drenched in sweat and couldn’t help but think that postpartum confinement for women was truly unbearable.

Fortunately, as long as a Xiao Langjun’s body was healthy, avoiding wind and strenuous activity was enough—there was no need for postpartum confinement.

Ah Chan curiously watched the entire process of his father emerging from the cocoon. As soon as Lu Hanzhi freed himself, Ah Chan clapped his tiny hands and giggled.

Moments later, the giggles turned into a duet.

Lu Hanzhi looked up and saw Ah Shu clinging to the doorframe, peeking inside.

He waved her over, and Ah Shu happily skipped into the room.

Ah Chan saw Ah Shu and excitedly waved his tiny hands, calling out, “Ah Bu! Ah Bu Bu!”

Ah Bu tilted her head at Ah Chan, then reached into her pocket and took out a small wooden figurine, handing it to him.

Ah Chan accepted the wooden figurine and smiled brightly at Ah Shu.

Lu Hanzhi, watching from the side, said, “Ah Chan, say thank you.”

Ah Chan still couldn’t speak, so he made a gesture by clasping his hands together in a respectful salute.

His chubby little hands even performed a slight bow, clearly expressing his gratitude.

Lu Hanzhi smiled—some of the clumsy, innocent gestures of children were truly adorable.

At that moment, Lu Hanzhi noticed the small wooden figurine in Ah Chan’s hands. It looked somewhat familiar.

Doctor Lin’s medicine chest also contained a similar wooden figurine.

It was likely a model used by physicians to understand human joints, acupoints, and body structure—many doctors carried them.

Ah Shu’s figurine was clearly new. She must have carved it herself.

What was impressive was that this figurine was incredibly detailed—almost as well-made as the models Lu Hanzhi had crafted in his previous life.

Most notably, the joints were articulated and could move just like those of a real person.

Lu Hanzhi asked Ah Shu, “Did you make this especially for Ah Chan?”

Ah Shu nodded, then gave a silly grin.

Lu Hanzhi felt a pang in his heart, his concern for Ah Shu growing deeper.

Even Doctor Lin had been unable to cure her illness. Was Ah Shu really going to remain in this state forever?

Suddenly, Lu Hanzhi remembered—he had his golden finger!

His golden finger couldn’t possibly be useless, could it?

Without hesitation, he rushed back to Hanyu Pavilion and opened the exchange store, hoping to find an item or talisman related to Ah Shu’s condition.

As soon as he entered the mental space, the system notification chimed: “Host, please complete the mission as soon as possible to prevent the storyline from resetting to zero.”

Lu Hanzhi had exhausted himself strategizing around Yuwen Min these past few days. It wasn’t that he had been slacking—he had simply been unable to push himself any further.

So, he replied, “I know, isn’t that exactly what I’m doing now? By the way, you saw Ah Shu’s condition. Is there anything in the exchange store that can cure her?”

The system coldly responded, “Yes.”

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