This chapter should be titled Chapter 173 Palace Coup (Part 7) (Due to a misposted chapter title that cannot be corrected, the content is in the correct order; please understand.)

"Little Qian'er—" Mu Beichen suddenly turned around and pulled her into his arms tightly, speaking from the bottom of his heart without any reservations: "I told you before that this time we will live and die together. If Heaven is destined to let Mu Feiyu, this heinous criminal, usurp the throne and become emperor, I, Mu Beichen, do not wish to be a king or prince in my next life. I only wish to be an ordinary husband and wife with you, to travel all over the beautiful rivers and mountains of the world, and grow old together."

Hearing the sound, she looked up and saw the other person gazing at her with deep affection. Yu Qianqian's emotions gradually calmed down. She rested her face deeply on Mu Beichen's shoulder, nodded slightly and smiled, her pupils sparkling.

For a fleeting moment, a chorus of shouts and neighing horses came from not far away. Golden beams of light shone down from the red sun that broke through the clouds, making the blood pool on the ground shimmer. The piles of flesh and bones shone with the most dazzling white light, and the white-haired, golden-robed man riding a horse with a halberd in hand gleamed.

Long before Mu Beichen and his group infiltrated the palace, Su Yu had been secretly tracking them all the way. At the same time, she had her own people infiltrate the guards who routinely guarded the palace gates, causing the palace's checkpoints to fall apart without her having to be attacked. Finally, she managed to break through at the best opportunity.

Suddenly, the frantic clatter of hooves grew louder as it approached. Amidst the chaos, someone saw Su Yu riding up to meet them. His face was expressionless, yet the cold glint in his eyes was terrifying. His white hair and yellow robes fluttered wildly in the wind. He was completely different from the composed and refined nobleman he had been before.

Standing in front of the hall, Mu Feiyu noticed the man surrounded by people at a glance. He immediately paled, and when he spoke, his lips trembled involuntarily.

"How dare you! Who goes there?"

"Your young master is none other than Su Yu, the Emperor of Jianglan Kingdom!" The clear voice, like the striking of metal against stone, instantly pierced through everyone's ears. Su Yu sat on his horse, his sharp gaze sweeping over the opposite side, without even glancing at Mu Feiyu.

"Mu Feiyu, you're going to die anyway if you fall into my hands today. If you choose to surrender immediately, I might consider letting you die a quick death."

Subconsciously clenching her fists, her knuckles cracking in her palms, Mu Feiyu's face remained unchanged, but her rapid, short tone betrayed her barely concealed anger.

"Ha! I wondered who it was, but it turns out to be that greenhorn emperor of Jianglan Kingdom. He hasn't even settled on his throne yet, but he dares to dream of conquering my Beiyou Kingdom's territory. He's really overestimating himself!"

Su Yu glanced at Mu Feiyu, then suddenly changed her expression, raised her palm sharply, and let out a cold, loud shout: "Kill!"

Immediately, the generals joined in a shout: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The royal army, clad in golden armor and yellow robes, instantly surrounded the imperial guards in black armor and robes. The two armies, one in yellow and one in black, clashed like dragons and snakes, their iron-willed strength striking each other, deadly blows landing with each other. Countless ferocious faces were locked in close combat, and the blood-red light blended seamlessly with the sky, the entire palace engulfed in an intense atmosphere of carnage…

Yu Qianqian had never seen such a brutal war before. She looked back in astonishment, completely unaware of the three arrows flying through the air behind her, their arrowheads aimed directly at her back.

"Little Qian'er..."

Mu Beichen cried out and shoved the woman in front of him away with all his might. At the same time, he quickly dodged. Suddenly, he heard a whoosh as the three arrows narrowly missed him. He was unharmed, but a golden shadow flashed past his eyes in the chaos.