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Chapter 539: The Imperial Concubine is Pure and Elegant (29)

Chapter 539: The Imperial Concubine Is Pure and Elegant (Two Hundred and Ninety)

If there is one person Ping An least wants to see, it must be Liang Heng, who has replaced his identity.

He was clearly the third prince, but because he nearly died young, he was abandoned by his mother and replaced with another baby of unknown origin.

Although his sister comforted him and said that he was not to blame for being born with a disease, he should blame his mother for harming the original Queen Ji. Queen Ji had plotted against him, and he became a weak and unfortunate person who almost did not live past the age of three.

His sister said that his misfortune was caused by his mother, who had ruthlessly abandoned him and he was not at fault at all.

But Ping An was not comforted. Sometimes he thought that if he was a healthy child, his mother would not abandon him. Perhaps he was born with a disease, which was a fault in itself, because he could not realize his mother's wish to control the State of Liang through him.

People who lack love always have some fantasies about family affection.

Ping An resented his mother for abandoning him, and he also disliked his father who let him wander outside even though he knew he was the real Third Prince. He was even more jealous of Liang Heng, who was living in luxury and was doted on.

"Your name is Ping An, right? After seeing your face, I finally understand why my sister was so sure that you are the true prince."

"She's not your sister, she's my sister!"

Perhaps because he grew up outside the palace, now without the mask, Liang Heng could easily see the resentment and jealousy on that face.

Liang Heng understood Ping An's thoughts and said with a smile: "To be honest, I should thank you. If you didn't look like you were going to die, my mother wouldn't have chosen me."

Ping An said nothing, but his eyes agreed with Liang Heng's statement. "It's good that you know. I'm the real Third Prince. You're just a baby my mother brought from who knows where. You took my place and enjoyed the best life since childhood, while I was left alone with only my master to treat my illnesses. I was lonely and isolated. I finally met my sister, and besides being happy, I also had high hopes for my parents. I came to the palace without saying a word. I was too naive."

Ping An glanced at the dark room, smiled bitterly, and said, "Although I don't know what you want to do, as long as you release me and my sister, we will not reveal your identity again, and we will stay away and never return to Liangdu."

Liang Heng shook his head and said, "You are indeed too naive. My sister is my mother's daughter after all. I won't touch her, but I won't let you go either. Now that Crown Prince Liang Yan is dead and my father is seriously ill, he has only one son. The one who will ascend the throne will be me."

Emperor Liang is seriously ill?

The prince was killed?

Ping An frowned, wanting to say something, but swallowed it back. If they wouldn't let him go, what else could he say? As for the Crown Prince and his father, they were strangers to him, and he had no power to influence their lives. He couldn't even protect himself, and caring about them wouldn't change what had already happened.

He turned his back and refused to communicate with Liang Heng, and naturally ignored Liang Heng's bloodthirsty murderous intent.

Until a sword pierced him from behind. He covered his heart tightly, turned his head in disbelief, spitting blood, and leaned against the wall in a panic, slowly falling to the ground.

"I, I've been retreating again and again, why don't you let me go?"

Liang Heng said with a smile, "Do you know? Actually, I am the son of the Prince of Huai. My mother died when she gave birth to me. I am the baby that Concubine Ji prepared in advance to replace the princess. Concubine Ji was afraid that if she gave birth to a pair of daughters, the daughters would not be able to support her fight for the throne, so she would replace one of the daughters. If Concubine Ji had given birth to a healthy prince, I would have been disposed of and would have died in my ignorant infancy."

Ping An wiped the blood from his mouth and sneered, "It was Concubine Ji who was so cruel, but you didn't seek revenge on her for your mother's murder. Instead, you came to kill me. In the final analysis, you are a bully who only cares about the weak and fears the strong. You even want to rely on Concubine Ji to sit on my father's throne."

Liang Heng pulled out the sword. Ping An was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He could only watch Liang Heng slowly wipe the sword with his handkerchief.

"Your Highness cannot allow your position to be threatened. With you here, even Mother herself is wavering. Yet, you're trying to use me as a threat, completely unable to think of my best interests. Your presence is a constant reminder of my status. Therefore, between us, it's either you die or I live."

"You, you...will suffer...retribution!"

Ping An spoke tremblingly, his eyes full of hatred. He hated Liang Heng for being cruel and ruthless, and hated himself for being weak and vulnerable. In the end, he could only close his eyes filled with resentment.

Seeing that he had fainted, Liang Heng knew that the sword had pierced his heart and that he would definitely die, so he hurried away.