Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 351: A Desperate Gamble!

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Chapter 351: Chapter 351: A Desperate Gamble!

Qian Lao’er was muddle-headed, but timid, and upon hearing Qian Yi’s plan, even his teeth were chattering.

Impersonate a Prince?

Heavens, what a mad act this was! Once exposed, it would be the tragic end of annihilating nine generations!

Qian Lao’er looked incredulously at his son, his hand trembling as he pointed at him.

"Son, we just need wealth and prosperity, this... this is too risky, our family can’t bear this..."

Marquis, ministers—how could ordinary people withstand such?

They, these country farmers, how could they bear the noble identity of the emperor’s offspring?

Not in their fate!

Qian Yi looked at his father and said: "Dad, I know you think this plan is crazy, but your son is also desperate!

Do you know? That Li Qingmu is already an official in the capital, deeply favored by the Emperor, a complete favored minister!

He has offended the emperor several times, yet the emperor hasn’t dealt with him! He harmed me back then, and I want revenge. If I don’t choose an unusual path, it’s simply a daydream!"

Qian Yi’s eyes turned cold, gritting his teeth, "So, only if I become the Emperor’s son, his most beloved Seventeenth Prince, can I take revenge! At that time, I can crush him as easily as crushing an ant!"

While saying this, Qian Yi’s eyes turned red. He stretched out his hand, clasping at the air, as if he had really caught an ant!

All those past grievances, now he would repay them all one by one, no, repay tenfold, a hundredfold, hahahaha!

After the initial shock, Qian Erniang gradually entered another realm.

She thought of something: if her son could really become the Emperor’s Seventeenth Prince, how much glory would that bring her?

By then, although she would be the adoptive mother, the bond of blood was not severable. How could her biological son be bad to her?

Glory and wealth, luxurious food and clothing... within grasp!

Thinking of these, Qian Erniang couldn’t help but tremble. She was excited, and her heart was moved. She looked at her son and said: "Son, have you really thought this through? Can it be done?"

Qian Yi nodded slightly, full of confidence: "Rest assured, Mother, that man in black is formidable. He’s already set everything up. As long as I follow what he says, I can naturally become the Emperor’s Seventeenth Prince!

Mother, you may not know the weight of this prince, right? He is from the Emperor’s most beloved concubine, Princess Consort Yun, and he is also the most likely candidate to become the heir! If I can assume this identity, maybe in the future, I might touch that supreme throne!"

Speaking of this, Qian Yi’s heart became more and more excited, his eyes shot out flames of excitement!

The throne, the supreme seat dreamt of by so many!

Now it’s so close to him, he couldn’t fathom it, a simple country boy about to step onto that throne!

As for whether he would become a puppet emperor afterward?

So what? What he wanted was wealth and position, power? Maybe he would want power in the future, but that’s for later, isn’t it?

When I become the emperor someday, it’s still not too late to cultivate my powers!

The more Qian Yi thought about it, the more excited he became. No one could stop his steps!

He took a deep breath and suddenly knelt before his parents: "Father, Mother, forgive me! That man saved my life, I’m already following his plan!

Now, the arrow is on the string and has to be released. If you back out now, it will fail at the last hurdle, and by then it will implicate both of you, and that would be unfilial of me... I’m apologizing to you here!"

"Thud," Qian Yi knelt on the ground.

Qian Lao’er was still a bit hesitant, but Qian Erniang was already dizzy with the imminent glory and wealth. There’s a saying, "Seek wealth in risk", where in this world would wealth come so easily?

Take the risk!

Qian Erniang gritted her teeth and said: "Alright, son, you say, how should your father and I cooperate with you?"

"Then there will be spies from the Yulong Pavilion who will inquire; you just say what I told you before. Additionally..." He took from his back the bundle, inside of which was a swaddle. "This swaddle was used by the Seventeenth Prince back then. Of course, it’s fake, but it’s the kind used by the Emperor’s offspring. You just need to say that I was wrapped in this when I came, and also bring this Purple Jade Bracelet!"

Qian Yi was so excited that he was talking somewhat incoherently, but he still said what needed to be said.

Qian Erniang hesitated: "You are my biological son, the people in this village all know..."

Qian Yi sneered: "Mother, what does that matter? Don’t forget, I am the same age as that Seventeenth Prince, right? And very coincidentally, I was born just a few days apart from him! You just need to say that the man in black swapped me with your child!"

"Swapping?"

"Yes, the benefactor said that back then someone was hunting the Seventeenth Prince, and a loyal guard was escaping with him. You just need to say he gave you a lot of silver, and you sold your child to him, then raised me!"

Qian Yi’s eyes flickered with a cruel glint. Those villagers... ha-ha, by then they would all die, as to how they would die, it wasn’t something he could control!

Anyway, the mysterious man said, I don’t need to care about anything, just do as he instructed.

Qian Yi clenched his fists. One step, just one step forward, and he could live a life like an immortal, no one could destroy that!

"Father, Mother, come over, let’s plan well on what to say by then!"

Qian Yi called over Qian Lao’er and his wife, both of whom indicated understanding, and then mentioned the daughter who married.

"Son, since you’ve decided to do this, there can’t be any mistakes. Your sister is not close to us and is married, hard to control, so maybe, ah?"

Qian Lao’er made a throat-slitting gesture; Qian Yi’s pupils shrank slightly.

That was his own sister, and now for his grand ambition, should he kill her?

Yes, her existence would be a variable...

The path to success is paved with countless bones; he gritted his teeth: "Alright!"