How to Deal with Having the Villainous Tyrant’s Child Chapter 59

Chapter 59

This was the first time Lu Hanzhi had ever seen the Emperor. He knelt with the rest of the crowd, following suit as they chanted “Long live the Emperor” three times.

When he rose, the imposing figure of the middle-aged Emperor came into view.

After seeing the Emperor’s true appearance, Lu Hanzhi couldn’t help but understand why the man guarded against his sons as if they were sworn enemies.

The Emperor looked to be in his forties. By normal human lifespan standards, he could easily live another twenty to forty years.

However, his eldest son, Yuwen Jue, was already in his twenties.

All four of his sons had already come of age.

When wolf cubs grow up, they inevitably threaten the alpha’s position.

Moreover, these four sons each possessed remarkable abilities.

The Crown Prince, though seemingly the weakest, was also the most patient.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have endured ten years of hardship before seizing the opportunity to claim what the Emperor left behind.

In the original story, he had Lu Hanzhi—the strongest support by his side—helping him in the early stages, which allowed him to reveal his sharp edge more than once.

Although Lu Hanzhi was no longer with him now, the Crown Prince had been progressing smoothly, advancing step by step with steady momentum.

Now, with the backing of Prince Zhenbei’s forces, he had another advantage in his arsenal.

The Crown Prince was in high spirits. Especially with the Emperor personally attending his wedding, his prestige soared.

The pride in his eyes made it clear—he had made a statement in front of his two brothers today.

The Emperor also gave the Crown Prince enough face, stepping forward to personally help him and his bride up. He said warmly, “My son has finally grown up. Seeing all my children marrying and starting families fills my heart with joy.”

The assembled officials raised their voices in unison, “Congratulations, Your Majesty! Blessings upon Your Majesty!”

Lu Hanzhi: The seasoned actor has arrived!

The Emperor played the role of a benevolent father in public, but behind closed doors, he would throw his sons into prison or hunt them down without hesitation.

Of course, the Empress had also come, her face filled with pride.

She glanced several times at Lu Hanzhi and Lu Xuzhi before finally tugging at the Emperor’s sleeve. Her voice was soft as she said, “Your Majesty, are these not the two young masters of the Lu family? Lord Lu has truly raised his sons well—both are outstanding young men! Especially this one… He must be the young master Lu, correct? I’ve heard that he is the most beautiful man in the capital.”

Hearing this, the Emperor turned his gaze toward Lu Hanzhi.

Suddenly being put on the spot, Lu Hanzhi thought: …. Can you all please give a socially anxious person a way out?

But since the Emperor had called him out, he naturally had to step forward and pay his respects.

His etiquette was impeccable—after all, his original self had been properly educated since childhood and was a model student with perfect scores.

“Your subject, Lu Hanzhi, greets Your Majesty and Your Highness, the Empress.”

The Emperor took a step forward and said kindly, “Raise your head.”

Lu Hanzhi lifted his head, revealing his exquisite features, and for a moment, the Emperor seemed dazed.

The Emperor sighed softly and said, “You and Min’er will be married soon as well. When the time comes, I shall prepare a grand wedding gift for you.”

As soon as these words fell, Yuwen Min immediately knelt beside Lu Hanzhi and bowed to the Emperor together. “Your son is grateful for Father Emperor’s grace.”

The Empress, having enjoyed the spectacle, took the Emperor’s arm and sweetly reminded him, “Your Majesty, the bride is still kneeling on the ground! We mustn’t delay the auspicious hour.”

The Emperor chuckled, “Ah, I am the one causing the delay. Proceed with the ceremony as planned.”

The ceremonial music resumed. Princess Zhaoyun, her face covered by a red wedding veil, was led by the bridal attendants as she and the Crown Prince completed the grand wedding rites before she was escorted into the bridal chamber.

The Crown Prince had been preoccupied with the wedding formalities, but only now did he finally remember Su Wan’ning.

The poor girl had been standing in a corner for half the day, not daring to step into the main hall nor venture into the inner courtyard.

The main hall was filled with high-ranking officials, while the inner courtyard was occupied by imperial relatives.

The moment she saw the Crown Prince, her eyes welled up with tears, but she held them back.

The Crown Prince pulled the delicate young woman into his embrace, and she could no longer suppress her emotions—her tears finally overflowed.

Feeling sorry for her, the Crown Prince took her to his private courtyard—a secluded residence he used when he needed solitude.

Seeing the beautifully designed courtyard, Su Wan’ning finally broke into a smile.

Gazing at the Crown Prince’s handsome face, she said adoringly, “Earlier, I saw Your Highness’s majestic presence before the Emperor. In that moment, I thought…”

The Crown Prince pinched her chin playfully and asked, “Thought what?”

Su Wan’ning’s face flushed a deep red as she shyly said, “I thought… being able to have a man like Your Highness is the greatest blessing of my life.”

As she spoke, she clutched at the Crown Prince’s sleeve, her face turning an even deeper shade of crimson.

How could the Crown Prince possibly resist the charms of a woman like the beloved female lead?

At this moment, he had already forgotten that tonight was his wedding night.

He no longer cared about the Emperor, the Empress, or Princess Zhaoyun.

Without hesitation, he pressed the delicate and gentle girl beneath him, surrendering to passion.

After the grand ceremony, the Emperor and Empress did not rush to leave. Instead, they remained in the back courtyard, watching a performance alongside the ministers.

Under the guise of enjoying the show with his officials, the Emperor had Lu Hanzhi sit beside him as company.

Lu Hanzhi found this odd. He couldn’t understand what had drawn the Emperor’s attention to him.

If not for the fact that their age gap was so vast—and that he was, after all, the Emperor’s daughter-in-law—he might have even suspected that the Emperor had feelings for him.

Moreover, the Emperor spoke to him with a warmth as gentle as a spring breeze.

Lu Hanzhi trembled slightly. Not far away, Yuwen Min remained as still as a statue, exuding an air of complete confidence, as if everything was going exactly as planned.

Lu Hanzhi cursed in his heart, Damn you, bastard husband. You really are something else!

Finally, the Emperor got to the point. His gaze fell upon the jade pendant hanging from Lu Hanzhi’s chest, and he asked, “Hanzhi, I find your jade pendant rather unique. Is it a Daoling Pendant?”

Lu Hanzhi lowered his head to examine the jade at his chest, his expression blank with confusion. “Oh… Your Majesty means this? This is… just a small gift from Prince An. He once gave me a jewelry box, and I picked two pieces from it to wear on me.”

If there was anyone in the world who possessed the most famous Daoling white jade, it was undoubtedly Yuwen Min.

His mother, Ling Die, was a native of Daoling, and nearly ninety percent of Daoling’s jade mines belonged to the Ling family.

The Emperor nodded knowingly, his eyes momentarily lost in memories.

Back then, Pingwu had also loved Daoling jade the most.

He had always tied his hair with a single jade hairpin and worn a similar jade pendant over his chest.

Dressed in white as pure as snow, standing beneath the parasol trees, he had truly embodied the saying: Like jade is the gentleman upon the moors, unparalleled in all the world.

The Emperor had filled the Crown Prince’s residence with parasol trees simply because his name contained the character “Wu”.

Seeing the Emperor lost in thought, Lu Hanzhi asked, “Does Your Majesty… like this jade?”

The Emperor snapped back to reality and waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, no, I was merely asking. It’s just that… it is said that only two such Daoling Pendants exist in the world. I never expected one to be in your possession…”

The other pendant, however, had long since broken. He had kept it close all these years, tucked away in his desk where he reviewed imperial memorials.

Lu Hanzhi chuckled lightly, saying nothing more. He simply sat obediently, watching the performance.

The Empress sat not far away, smiling as she conversed with the noble ladies and wives of the officials.

Among them, Lu Hanzhi spotted his mother, Madam Lu. She was dressed in lavish finery, her radiance standing out even among the other noblewomen.

No wonder she had given birth to the most stunning Xiao Langjun in the capital—her beauty was undeniably formidable.

It was just a shame that Lu Siwei must have been blind. With such a gorgeous wife, he still felt the need to take three concubines.

At one time, he and Madam Lu must have been deeply in love—otherwise, they wouldn’t have had three children together.

But men were fickle creatures. No matter how breathtakingly beautiful a woman was, after seeing her every day, she became just another face.

By now, the graceful dancers on stage had retreated, and a new group of performers took their place.

The Great Zhao’s performing arts culture was quite diverse and vibrant, and Lu Hanzhi decided to ignore the puzzling behavior of the Emperor and focus on enjoying the show.

After all, this was the imperial orchestra—something ordinary people would never have the chance to witness.

At that moment, the Empress stepped forward, offering a gentle bow to the Emperor before speaking. “Your Majesty, this is the ‘Blessing Dance for Peace and Prosperity’ that the Crown Prince carefully arranged as a tribute to you. It is meant to pray for the nation’s peace and prosperity.”

Now that the Eastern pirates had been repelled and the northern border was temporarily stabilized, the empire was indeed enjoying a rare period of tranquility.

Lu Hanzhi was quite interested. A grand ceremony like the Crown Prince’s wedding would certainly include such performances.

According to the Great Zhao customs, after the Crown Prince’s wedding, the Imperial Astronomer would select an auspicious day to hold a grand ritual, praying for blessings upon the empire. This ceremony symbolized the hope that the heir to the throne would bring good fortune to the nation.

The Emperor nodded approvingly. At this moment, he was in a honeymoon phase with the Crown Prince—whatever his son did, as long as he put in effort, he would receive praise.

Lu Hanzhi smiled politely on the outside but scoffed internally. What a family of actors—they just keep putting on a show, one after another.

The performance began, and the Emperor invited the Empress to sit beside him as they watched the dance.

The Empress explained, “It is said that this was a gift from the Grand Master of the Western Regions, and that it is highly effective in bringing blessings.”

The Emperor stroked his beard and smiled. He had no objections to the Western Regions, nor to their official religion.

But as the dance continued, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Lu Hanzhi, who had been watching intently, also sensed that something was off.

His vision blurred, and for a moment, he felt as if he might faint.

The Emperor, now filled with rage, abruptly stood up. Suddenly, with a loud crack, the jade pendant hanging from Lu Hanzhi’s chest shattered into two pieces.

As the Emperor stared at the broken jade, his breath grew heavy, his eyes bloodshot with fury. He rose and pointed at the dancers on stage, shouting, “Stop! All of you, stop at once!”

Yuwen Min swiftly stepped forward and lowered his voice to ask Lu Hanzhi, “Are you alright?”

Lu Hanzhi also spoke in a hushed tone, “What the hell is this? Why didn’t you warn me beforehand? I can’t even move like this—how am I supposed to cooperate with your act?”

Yuwen Min replied, “You don’t need to do anything. Just lie down.”

Then, he raised his voice and declared, “Wang Fei is unwell! Summon the imperial physicians at once!”

The Emperor echoed the order, his fury unabated. “Call the imperial physicians! What is wrong with these people? Why are they still dancing? Seize them immediately!”

At once, the imperial guards stormed forward, apprehending the men and women performing the ritual dance.

The Empress had turned deathly pale.

Suddenly, an old memory resurfaced in her mind—one that had been buried for years.

Her eldest brother had been dead for twenty years. Why was he haunting them now?

Her lips trembled as she whispered instructions to a young maid at her side, ordering her to find the Crown Prince and relay everything that had just transpired.

The little maid—how could she possibly find the Crown Prince at a time like this?

Inside a secluded courtyard, the Crown Prince held a soft, fragrant body in his arms, completely unaware of time or place.

Su Wan’ning was utterly pleased with herself, full of triumph and satisfaction.

Judging from how the Emperor had just treated the Crown Prince, it was clear what kind of position the Crown Prince now held in his father’s heart.

There was no rush—she would take her time and proceed step by step.

But reality had already proven that grasping this connection with the Crown Prince was the right move.

Su Wan’ning reached out with her delicate hand, wrapping her arms around the Crown Prince’s neck, whispering softly into his ear, “Husband, I am finally yours… Husband…”

Encouraged by the beauty in his arms, the Crown Prince indulged further in this world of pleasure.

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