"Stop, stop, stop..." Xiao Yuling waved her hand dismissively. "I don’t care what king you are. Today, I’m escorting the Ninth Prince back to the palace. I’m tired and want to return to the Imperial Palace to rest. You, get out of here and go back wherever you ca from."
"Oh, and Lord Song," she added, "could you please run an errand for ? Invite Concubine Shu, Concubine Xian, and Concubine De here to welco ."
After Xiao Yuling finished speaking, she gestured to a eunuch outside the main hall, who quickly brought her a chair.
The ministers exchanged bewildered glances. They had lived for decades but had never witnessed such a brazen woman behave so audaciously in the audience hall. She even slapped a prince in public and utterly disregarded them, the elder statesn. It was truly a sight to behold, a first in their long lives.
Xiao Yunjing grinned, watching his mother fiercely display her ttle in the audience hall. I want to see just how much Qingchen can endure. I have to provoke him; only when a person is furious are their weaknesses exposed. My own martial arts are formidable, but Qingchen is no weakling either. In any case, the entire Imperial Palace is under my control, so I’m not afraid of him calling for backup. All I need is a one-on-one fight with him. Our smooth entry into the Imperial Palace and subsequent control were possible because, by the ti we arrived in Capital City, the Secret Sect had already cleared the tunnels. Coincidentally, they led directly to our original palace within the ruins. It’s as if fate itself is on our side.
Qingchen’s expression shifted repeatedly as he watched the arrogant Xiao Yuling. Xiao Yunjing noticed how tightly Qingchen clenched his fists.
Xiao Yunjing sneered inwardly. With his n outside under my control, Qingchen knows better than to make any rash moves. Given his temperant, he would have lost his temper by now if he weren’t exercising such restraint. However, even if he acts like a patient ninja turtle today, it’ll be useless. Today, I’ll ensure he ets his end.
Upon hearing Xiao Yuling’s words, Song Zheng stepped forward. "Your Majesty, please wait a mont," he said respectfully. "I will go invite them imdiately."
Xiao Yuling nodded and settled into the chair the eunuch had brought. "Lord Song, take your ti. There’s no rush; we have plenty of it."
Song Zheng imdiately left the main hall, taking a eunuch with him towards the harem.
After speaking, Xiao Yuling glanced at Qingchen on the high seat. Hmph, little brat. Daring to challenge ? Back in the day, who in the palace did I ever fear?
Upon our return, a quick investigation yielded shocking results, Xiao Yuling recalled. Qingchen had not only plundered Daqian but had also replaced nearly all the officials in the court. He truly is a man who brings disaster to the country and calamity to its people! Where did this lunatic co from, to have ravaged Daqian so thoroughly? This is, after all, my husband’s empire. How can I allow soone of unknown origin to subvert it?
The three concubines Xiao Yuling ntioned had all borne children for the late Emperor, so they were permitted to reside in the harem. Of course, this information had been ticulously gathered beforehand by the Secret Sect’s operatives who had investigated everything within the Imperial Palace; otherwise, how could she possess such detailed knowledge?
Everyone in the audience hall waited quietly.
Qingchen, his expression dark, was ntally weighing his options. It’s impossible for to leave this hall right now. He pressed his lips together tightly, desperately trying to find a way out. Unfortunately, I can’t bring my King of cursed insects with to court. Otherwise, once I left this hall, I wouldn’t have to worry about controlling this bunch of fools.
Below, Xiao Yunjing watched him coldly. Seeing his helpless state is imnsely satisfying, especially after what he did to Li’er. I wish I could kill him with a single palm strike right now, but not yet. I need a legitimate and justifiable reason. More than half the people in this hall are his. It’s best not to provoke them for now. But I still have a trump card. The Secret Sect should have gotten Chu Xiong out by now. Chu Xiong is the rightful Emperor. I don’t need to act personally; an imperial edict from him will suffice. If Qingchen can use that dog Emperor, why can’t I? Besides, that dog Emperor doesn’t have long to live. He can make one last contribution for .
「anwhile」
The Secret Sect’s operatives had abducted Chu Xiong from the Qin Tianjian, capturing the Daoist priest in the process. They swiftly exited the Imperial Palace through the tunnel and installed Chu Xiong in a pre-purchased residence. After administering a detoxification pill, they waited for him to awaken, occasionally trickling spiritual spring water down his throat.
Sure enough, in about the ti it takes for an incense stick to burn, Chu Xiong regained consciousness.
He looked dazedly at the people before him, his mind imdiately clearing sowhat. This was not the Imperial Palace.
"Who are you? Why have you brought here? What do you want?" Chu Xiong imdiately fired off three questions.
Yun No. 12 approached him. "One could say we are your saviors, Your Majesty. Don’t you know the state you’re in?"
Chu Xiong was taken aback. During my intermittent periods of consciousness, that Daoist from the Qin Tianjian would feed pills as soon as I regained so clarity, only for to fall back into a stupor. Having reached this point, if I still don’t understand that the Daoist from Qin Tianjian is problematic, then I truly am as stupid as a pig. I’m even clearer now about Qingchen’s purpose.
"Why... why did you save ? What is your purpose?" Chu Xiong asked, his wits slowly returning. They didn’t revive out of loyalty because I’m the Emperor; they must have so other purpose. I guess their goal is the sa as Qingchen’s—they covet my empire. Would I agree? Could I? If I did, how could I face my ancestors in the afterlife?
Yun No. 12 was direct. "As Your Majesty should well know, no one acts without a motive. We saved you for a purpose, of course. To be frank, you will co to the audience hall with us later, depose Qingchen, and then abdicate the throne to our master. If you agree, we will go imdiately. If you don’t, you will die instantly."
Chu Xiong was not surprised. He was now like at on a chopping block, with no choice but to be at their rcy. He only asked, "Who is your master?"
Even if I have to abdicate, I must pass the throne to soone from the Daqian Imperial Family, not just any random person. I don’t have many days left. The Daqian Empire cannot be ruined by my hands. If their master is from the Daqian Imperial Family, I can agree. But if not, I would rather die than abdicate. If I die, at least the imperial clan relatives can step forward. No matter who they support to take the throne, Daqian will still belong to our Chu family. During my coma, I also learned that all my sons are dead, every single one killed by Qingchen.
Chu Xiong was filled with imnse regret. But what’s the use of regret now? I myself brought this wolf into my own house.
Yun No. 12 didn’t hide anything, as their master was waiting. They had to act quickly. "Our master is the forr Ninth Prince, the son of Imperial Noble Consort Xiao. They are not dead; they are in the audience hall right now. Your Majesty, please make your decision quickly. You know you don’t have much ti. If you abdicate, our master can heal you, allowing you to live for another eight or ten years without any problem."
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