"Back then, I was the legitimate son of the Empress, but the mother of the current Emperor plotted, using a stillborn to replace me, and had me thrown into the river. Luckily, a loyal person saved me, making me a son of the Anzhen Family; otherwise, how could I exist in this world?" Anben spoke through gritted teeth, and Bai Ruozhu could hear the sound of his teeth clenching from afar.
"Why shouldn't I plot? The throne was rightfully mine, rightfully my son's!" he said arrogantly.
"After you learned the truth, you could have informed the former Emperor," Bai Ruozhu said coldly.
Anben sneered, "I was in love with the princess, but she was to marry the soon-to-be Emperor. I planned to elope with her, which is when I learned the truth from my father. But he was about to ascend the throne, how could I shake him in the slightest? But I was not reconciled. Even if I couldn't reclaim my identity, I could still seize back everything that was mine."
