The Destiny of Going to Hell

Chapter 253 Do You Know Sheng Molan 9

Before leaving, Molan put stinky fart pills in the well at home for three days, making sure that everyone in the Sheng mansion would fart with every step they took.

She even put laxi powder in the tea that Sheng Hong often drank.

How should I put it? She never thought of letting them go after she broke up with them.

The frustration I endured those days couldn't be in vain.

As for the matter of the eldest lady, hey, she didn't say that she wouldn't tell anyone after she got the things?

She brought this upon herself, who can she blame?

His eyes were fixed on money, and he would even take any blood-stained interest. He told his servants to beat them to death or sell them at will.

And charging interest is no different from modern usury. How can such a person be loved by others?

It’s true that she raised two ungrateful people, and she is pitiful, but aren’t those ordinary people pitiful?

What logic.

Once the incident with the eldest lady happened, the Sheng family’s chances of survival were cut off by half.

Molan and Lin Qinshuang settled down on the farm. As soon as they were settled, she sent people to spread the news of Wang Ruofu in Bianjing City.

As for the people in Sheng's house who had stomach problems and farted, there was really no one available to deal with it.

Molan was drinking tea in a teahouse owned by Lin Qinshuang. Listening to people around her talking about Wang Ruofu and Sheng Hong, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

It was at this time that Zhao Yunchuan appeared.

He sat down next to Molan, and looked at her with his ink-black peach blossom eyes, full of admiration.

"Sheng Molan, are you willing to be my Crown Princess?"

This nonsensical sentence made Molan frown.

"Your Highness, you may have drunk too much in broad daylight. If you have nothing else to do, I will take my leave first."

Molan stood up and was about to leave, the light coming in from the window fell on her fair jade-like face.

Her slender eyebrows and beautiful lips made her look beautiful no matter how you looked at her. She was so beautiful that Zhao Yunchuan wanted to raise her, put her in a cage, and observe her carefully.

"Sheng Molan, establish a female household, and widely distribute poetry collections. I know your purpose clearly."

His words made Molan stop.

"Why don't you become my Crown Princess? Everything you want will come easier to you."

Molan turned around and looked at him, "Do you know what I'm going to do?"

Zhao Yunchuan closed his fan, and the smile in his peach blossom eyes rarely faded.

"As a woman, you are on par with everyone else. Wouldn't it be faster for you to realize your wish through me as a stepping stone?"

When he said this, Zhao Yunchuan's hands even trembled slightly unconsciously.

He was afraid that Molan would reject him.

He knew that Molan wanted to take part in the imperial examination and change the status of women, but her own strength was not enough.

So he came up and willingly became her stepping stone.

Wouldn't it be possible to change the world for the better through the hands of future heirs?

It couldn't be easier, but he was still afraid.

He wasn't sure if Molan was willing.

Molan thought about it for a while and agreed.

If there were a more convenient way, she would not want to challenge the feudal society on her own.

Becoming a crown princess, becoming the ruling queen, and then the emperor, although this path is also dangerous and difficult, it is definitely easier than it is now.

Of course, Zhao Yunchuan didn't know whether what he said was true or false, but since he had brought it up, he might regret it later.

Then poison him to death.

After receiving Molan's reply, Zhao Yunchuan's eyes were suddenly filled with smiles, but he didn't know that the wife he had set her eyes on was secretly thinking that she would die if she didn't obey.

"Wait for me for one day, and I will come to ask for your hand in marriage tomorrow."

Molan nodded and went home.

As for what kind of effort Zhao Yunchuan needs to make to marry her, well, that's his business.

Royal Palace

"presumptuous!"

Zhao Yunchuan's voice was low and filled with anger.

"Am I the crown prince or are you the crown prince? You are in charge of who I marry, and you even say it's for the sake of the royal family. You know whether it's for the royal family or for your own selfish desires."

He threw his fan in the face of the leading minister with a bang.

Zhao Zhen sat beside the imperial desk, concentrating on reviewing memorials, as if he saw nothing.

The other court officials who were standing bowed below were still giving their opinions.

"Your Highness, please calm down. We are only thinking about the royal heirs and want you to choose more concubines. As for Sheng Molan, she is not even a daughter of a court official, how can she be a good match for him?"

It was still that minister. Zhao Yunchuan was so angry that he almost laughed.

Do I appear to be too good-tempered on a daily basis, which is why these people think I have no temper?

He smiled, drew out a long sword, and happily placed it on the minister's neck.

The minister's face flushed red, and he turned to Zhao Zhen tremblingly, "Sir, is it inappropriate for the prince to be so violent?"

Zhao Zhen is usually gentle and easy to talk to, but when it comes to Zhao Yunchuan, he won't care.

One is his only son, and the other is a minister who is forcing him. Isn't it obvious who to choose?

Not only did Zhao Zhen ignore it, he even added fuel to the fire.

"Chuan'er, it's up to you to decide on the Crown Princess. If you decide otherwise, that would be disrespectful to the Crown Prince. You can do whatever you want."

Seeing that he was really going to die, the minister quickly begged for mercy.

"I know I was wrong. I am incompetent. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Zhao Yunchuan would not let him go just because he begged for mercy. In order to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, there has to be a chicken.

"You know you are incompetent, yet you still dare to speak so shamelessly in front of me. You all have such a big face."

Zhao Yunchuan's words were light and emotionless, but they made everyone else shudder.

With one blow of the knife, the minister's head fell directly in front of the other kneeling people.

Even his eyes were fixed on them.

Zhao Yunchuan then gave a sinister look at the kneeling people.

"Since you are not satisfied with the Crown Princess I carefully selected, how about this? You serve me personally, and I will take you all into the East Palace and make you concubines. How about that?"

What? Is this even possible?

Those ministers were all pale-faced. Even if they lost their lives, they could still say that they gave frank advice and their names would go down in history.

How could a group of grown men like them become the prince's concubines? They seduced the prince with their male bodies and left a bad reputation for eternity?

Damn, that's horrible.

The ministers were so frightened when they heard this that they quickly kowtowed, "Your Majesty, please think twice. We are not worthy of entering the East Palace. Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

How could they forget that the prince was not like Zhao Zhen who could be manipulated by them.

Zhao Yunchuan glanced at everyone.

"Does anyone have any suggestions for my selection of Crown Princess? Tell me so I can let you serve me personally."

The ministers looked at each other, and no one dared to express any objections. After all, no one wanted to sell out their ass.

They all lowered their heads and pretended to be cowards, and Zhao Yunchuan's anger gradually subsided.

"Since you have nothing to do, why don't you leave?"

To them, this sentence sounded like heavenly music!

One by one, they got up and left quickly.