in a pleading tone: "Sister, I beg you to spare me and the Prince. My sister will remember your kindness for life."Zi An inhaled coldly, his gaze fixed on the two of them as they acted oblivious to t..."This palace will ask you one more time, are you going to marry or not!" A cold and harsh male voice exploded beside Xia Zi'an's ear. She slowly opened her eyes, and what met her gaze was a man with a handsome yet ferocious face.

The pain, sharp and piercing, felt like a searing brand on my neck as the person in front of me gripped it with cruel intensity. It was a feeling of impending explosion, a throbbing sensation that threatened to overwhelm me.

His eyes narrowed. What was going on Wasn't he dead He remembered being betrayed by his boss and shot five times, already dead.

Suddenly, a flood of memories poured into my mind—memories that weren't mine.

Suban hadn't come to his senses yet when a resounding slap landed on his face. He was stunned, his head spinning and stars danced before his eyes.

A pungent smell of blood crept up, making me spit out a mouthful of fresh saliva. I felt a searing pain on my back and suddenly looked up. Fury burned in my eyes. The memories lingering in my mind told me that the original owner had just been beaten to death and sent back to the underworld. That's how I managed to cross over and take their place.

"Will you marry the Prince Liang"

Another angry question was accompanied by a harsh slap. The victim was none other than Prince Murongqiao, the current crown prince.

A green shadow flashed, it was Murong Qiao who rushed over, sobbing: "Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for your sister. Although Father was drunk that day, he did indeed wrongly agree to marry me off to King Liang. To ask my sister to take my place is truly putting her in a difficult position. Besides, my sister has always cherished you in her heart. For you to be like this… isn't it going to make things worse"The woman had tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful and weak, it was none other than Xia Zi’an’s younger sister, Xia Wan'er.

When Murong Qiao saw this, he was very distressed and immediately let go of Zi'an. He changed to holding Xia Wan'er up gently.

The air rushed back into Zi'an's lungs in big, deep breaths, dispersing the breath of death.

Suban staggered to his feet, but the sharp pain sent a shiver down his spine. He swayed unsteadily and collapsed back onto the ground. The fragmented memories swirling in his head, along with the conversation he'd just heard, instantly gave him clarity about the situation before him.

The original owner's father, the current prime minister, had agreed to Liang Wang's request to marry Xia Wan'er while drunk during a drinking session with him a month ago.

After the prime minister sobered up, he deeply regretted it. He couldn't believe that his concubine, Linglong Madam, had given birth to Xia Wan'er, who would actually be willing to marry the cruel King Liang

Xia Wan'er also cried and refused to marry because she had already made up her mind with the Crown Prince and wanted to be his empress.

The prime minister's daughter, Xia Zi'an, had to marry Liang Wang in his place.

Xia Zi'an, despite being the legitimate son, never experienced the privileges of a legitimate heir while living in the Prime Minister's residence. Moreover, his mother was ostracized by the Prime Minister.

The original owner, Xia Zi'an, naturally refused to agree. Since her betrothal was imminent, Xia Wan'er wept to the prince, Murong Qiao.

Just what happened in the courtyard a while ago, it filled An's head with images. Not only was Murong Qiao conspiring with the Minister of State to force her into marriage with the Crown Prince, but she also used torture on Xia Zian before his death. An could even hear Xia Zian's pleas for mercy before he died and the overwhelming scent of blood that filled the air.

Xia Zi'an was furious. Murong Qiao merely sneered and kicked him with a disdainful look: "You dare to have feelings for this palace Ugh, trash like you is only worthy of being my concubine if you were willing to serve me!"

Xia Zi'an had already been punished, but this kick was ruthless, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He clenched his fists, and the fury in his eyes grew more intense.

Trying to stand up was impossible. The pain in my leg was too intense, even the slightest movement tore through me like shards of glass.

Xia Wan'er weakly stepped forward with a face full of guilt and continued, "Sister, I'm sorry. I once promised you that I wouldn't have any improper thoughts towards the Crown Prince. It's true that there are times when it's impossible to control oneself. My longing for the Crown Prince is so deep, this feeling consumes me, making it impossible to extricate myself. Forgive me for ignoring your warning."

Xia Wan'er appeared to be pitiful and helpless, but Xia Zi'an knew her true nature behind closed doors.

Murongqiao was furious, "You dare to stop Wan'er from being with me You are truly wicked!"

Xia Wan'er hurriedly grabbed Murongqiao's hand and choked out, "Your Highness, don't blame elder sister. It's not right for a younger sister to compete with her elder sister... it was my fault, I couldn't control myself..."

Murong Qiao said: "Wan'er, you shouldn't say that. It's because you have a kind heart that you keep getting bullied."

Xia Wan'er looked at Xia Zi'an, who was in a sorry state below. A venomous flash crossed her eyes, but she pleaded in a pleading tone: "Sister, I beg you to spare me and the Prince. My sister will remember your kindness for life."

Zi An inhaled coldly, his gaze fixed on the two of them as they acted oblivious to their surroundings. His heart filled with annoyance. In modern times, military doctors in the special forces were all hearty and straightforward. They wouldn't stoop to such petty scheming and insincerity, much less waste their time talking to people like this.

The memories lingering in my mind tell me it was Liang Wang. He was born disabled, and though he never took a legitimate wife, his household had over ten concubines. It is said that half of these concubines were disabled. It's easy to imagine what kind of life they lived in the palace.

The original owner probably knew this, which is why she was unwilling to marry King Liang.

Kozan endured the pain and used all his strength to utter a sentence from between his teeth, "Would you take my whole life's happiness for yourself You're really shameless!"

When Murong Qiao heard this, he was suddenly furious and looked at Xia Wan'er's mother, Lady Linglong, who was sitting in a chair by the corridor, saying, "How long will you wait"

Lady Linglong had been watching, her heart filled with anxiety. If Xia Zi'an refused her proposal, her daughter Wan'er would have to marry King Liang, that evil ghost! Today, the Crown Prince came to intervene, and she thought Xia Zi'an would agree. However, despite repeated tortures, he remained unyielding.

Now, hearing the master's command, I could no longer contain my anger. I roared, "Come on! Beat me! Beat me until you get what you want!"

As soon as Lady Linglong gave the order, two burly servants immediately pressed Xia Zian down. They rained blows upon his back with a rattan stick, striking him again and again until his skin was torn open and bloody.

Eight years as an agent honed a will of steel, gritted teeth, shouldered the shame and pain that wasn't theirs, beat by beat, fresh blood spilling from within. The back was scarred, nearly broken, with every blow.

Lady Linglong and Murong Qiao both did not expect Xia Zian to be so outspoken. Linglong was enraged, her anger burning like a flame. She disregarded her own decorum and rushed down, grabbing Xia Zian's hair at the forehead, forcefully pulling his head up, and snarled: "If you refuse to agree, then you will have brought this upon yourself."

Zi'an spat, his saliva landing all over Lady Linglong's face. Lady Linglong, furious, grabbed his hair and slammed his head onto the ground, then stomped on the back of his skull. "This is what you get!" she yelled.

"Stop wasting my time!" Murong Qiao said coldly. "If you refuse, we will follow the plan the Prime Minister had laid out. We'll accuse your mother of infidelity and divorce her. Then we shall see if that Yuan woman can survive with such a shameful accusation thrown at her."

The child's heart was filled with rage, a rage mixed with deep sorrow. This wasn't something that belonged to him. It belonged to the original owner who left behind remnants in his brain and heart. One can imagine what the original owner felt before death, the only thing he couldn't let go of was his mother, Yuan Shi.

In the hazy slumber, Zi An only heard a majestic voice slowly rise, "There will be a wedding tomorrow. If you are injured even a little more, you will be carried to the bridal sedan in your coma. It's what the Liang King wants. Only the direct daughter of the Xiangfu can be his Queen. As for any disability or disfigurement afterward, the Liang King won’t care."

Zi'an had firmly remembered this voice. His experience as a special agent told him that the voice belonged to Xia Chengxiang, his biological father.

Even a tiger won't eat its own child. This Summer Chancellor is worse than a pig or a dog.

A brutal beating landed on his back again, and finally he passed out.

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