Chapter 1 Resurrection from the Dead

Daliang Imperial City.

Duanben Palace.

The huge main hall has been transformed into a mourning hall, and faint sobbing can be heard in the coldness.

A beautiful woman in her thirties sat slumped in front of a coffin, muttering to herself while throwing paper money into the brazier.

"My son, why did you leave? How can your mother survive alone if you leave? Hehehe..."

The woman pulled out a short knife from her bosom and laughed crazily, "Wang Hongyuan killed my son, so I will kill his son and let him also feel the pain of losing his son!"

"Son, please walk slowly on the road to the underworld, wait for me..."

The woman stood up and walked to the coffin. Inside the coffin, a young man with a face as white as jade seemed to be asleep, but his pale face was bloodless and his upright chest no longer had a heartbeat.

The person in the coffin is Wang An, the posthumous son of the previous emperor. After the current Emperor Yongchang Hongyuan ascended the throne, he conferred him the title of Prince Xin.

However, when he was just sixteen years old, when the time came for Emperor Yongchang to "return power" as he had promised, he inexplicably contracted a serious illness and died suddenly.

But at this time.

Suddenly, a group of sword-wielding guards rushed into the deserted Duanben Palace. The leader was a man in his twenties with a white face and short beard. He rushed into the hall wearing a red prince's python robe, and his domineering attitude was not concealed at all.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

As soon as the man entered the palace, he sighed in front of the coffin: "My cousin is really unlucky. How could he die just when our father was about to return to the throne!"

"Empress Dowager, you said...right?"

The woman raised her head silently, her dead eyes revealing undisguised hatred that soon turned into ridicule.

"The eldest prince... Hehe, if my son dies, your father can stay on the throne with peace of mind and continue to be the emperor of Daliang. And you!"

"Finally, I can be officially crowned as the Crown Prince, instead of just the eldest son of the Emperor...right!"

The young man laughed unabashedly, "If anyone dares to say that women have long hair but little knowledge, I, Wang Qianqiu, will be the first to disagree!"

"The Queen Mother is a smart person. She should know that if a woman wants to live a stable life in the palace after losing her son, she must find someone to rely on, right?"

The woman sneered, "Wang Hongyuan asked you to be a lobbyist? Uncle marries brother's wife, isn't he afraid of the world's criticism?"

Wang Qianqiu looked at the woman's graceful figure unscrupulously. Although she was over 30 years old, because of proper maintenance and natural beauty, she did not look old at all. Instead, her whole body was full of mature charm.

The woman felt the man's gaze and was stunned for a moment, then she burst into laughter crazily, laughing so hard that tears came out of the corners of her eyes.

"Husband, if you are still alive in heaven, please open your eyes and take a look! Look at your brother Wang Hongyuan's family, what kind of beasts they are!"

"As soon as you died, Wang Hongyuan couldn't wait to ascend the throne and become emperor, and he even killed your only son! And your good nephew actually set his sights on me, it's really disgusting!"

Wang Qianqiu was immediately furious, and a vicious look shot out from his eyes, "Bitch, this prince is kind to women, so I'm giving you a chance to survive in the palace!"

"Don't...don't give me face!"

The woman glanced at Wang An in the coffin, and the madness on her face suddenly disappeared. She turned around and leaned against the coffin to look at the angry Wang Qianqiu. Her pale and weak face suddenly showed a charming but slightly morbid smile. In Wang Qianqiu's stunned eyes, the woman opened her almond lips slightly: "I am your aunt, do you really want me?"

When Wang Qianqiu thought about the possibility of having the chance to do whatever he wanted to the Empress Dowager, the late Empress, and his beautiful aunt, he immediately reacted and said impatiently, "My nephew dreams of this!"

As he spoke, a pair of dirty hands reached out towards the woman.

The woman knocked it away, and before Wang Qianqiu could get angry, she pointed at the guards outside the palace gate and said, "Do you want your men to watch the show or do you want your father to know that you touched the woman he wanted?"

Wang Qianqiu suddenly realized what was going on, and turned around and hurriedly drove him away, "Get lost! If anyone dares to tell others about what happened today, you and your whole family will be in trouble!"

The guards bowed hastily and retreated, their lowered heads revealing contempt.

Wang Qianqiu naturally didn't care what the guards thought. He just said anxiously, "Aunt, your nephew misses you so much! Let's go to the back hall quickly. You must have not felt the joy of being a woman for a long time, right?"

The woman once again knocked away Wang Qianqiu's outstretched hand and said with a charming smile, "Why go to the back hall? Isn't this place good enough?"

Wang Qianqiu was startled. He looked at the mourning hall and the body of his cousin in the coffin. He felt a chill but an inexplicable excitement surged up in his heart. "Aunt, you are so sexy!"

The woman laughed neurotically and still let Wang Qianqiu pounce on her, but her right hand tightly grasped the dagger in her sleeve.

However, neither of them noticed that Wang An in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling of the hall blankly.

"Where am I, a hospital?"

Wang An only remembered that when he was delivering the last takeaway order on a rainy night, an out-of-control dump truck suddenly rushed out from the intersection, and then he lost his senses.

Just as Wang An thought he was in the hospital, a strong memory of unwillingness and resentment suddenly flooded into his mind, and scenes flashed quickly before his eyes.

Soon, Wang An understood his situation.

He has crossed!
He traveled to a dynasty that did not exist in history and possessed the body of a prince with the same name as himself.

It's just that this prince is a bit tragic. He was the emperor's only bloodline. If nothing unexpected happens, he will take over the power of the empire from his father and spend his life at the pinnacle of power.

However, as soon as his ambitious father ascended the throne, he personally led his army to fight wars in the south and the north, intending to wipe out the empire's border troubles in one fell swoop and achieve unprecedented achievements, but he died mysteriously on the way back.

Wang An's uncle Wang Hongyuan ascended the throne and became emperor with the support of some of his followers, and changed the reign title to Yongchang.

However, after Wang An was born, most of the subjects in the court and the country believed that since the late emperor had left a posthumous child, the throne should be inherited by the late emperor's eldest son.

When Wang Hongyuan first ascended the throne, he compromised and said he would abdicate the throne when Wang An was sixteen years old.

So the whole world was waiting for Wang An to grow up, but unexpectedly, Wang An died suddenly when he was just sixteen, just like his short-lived father.

Now that I think about it, the cause of death of my predecessor was very suspicious.

Because as far as I can remember, my predecessor had always been in good health, and he even learned martial arts from the Imperial Guards. His physical fitness could be said to be top-notch. How could he suddenly die for no reason?
However, before Wang An could come up with an answer, he suddenly heard the sound of metal falling to the ground. He turned around and saw a man and a woman fighting each other.

The man grabbed the woman's neck with one hand and pressed her to the ground, while he covered his bleeding chest with the other hand and yelled with a ferocious face: "Bitch, I'm going to rape you today!"

(End of this chapter)