In the capital, however, a different kind of bloodshed unfolded.

Jun Linzhou lay on the bed, his face extremely pale, looking as if he were terminally ill.

A pair of bloodshot eyes stared intently at Jun Wuke, who was fighting in front of the bed.

He never expected that his most valued son would poison him!

Jun Wuke laughed when he saw Jun Linzhou's appearance.

"Father, don't look at me like that. Are you very angry and want to kill me?"

It's no use. Jun Wuji and Jun Wuyai are probably already dead at the border. No one will come to save you.

The Emperor, grieving the loss of his two sons, fell seriously ill and never recovered. He should now peacefully spend his remaining years in this Qian Yuan Palace.

And I, the Crown Prince, am hereby declared Emperor of the Canglan Kingdom! Hahahaha!

After saying that, he turned and left, his sleeves fluttering as Jun Wuke's icy voice echoed from outside the door.

"Keep a close eye on him for me, don't let him escape!"

"Yes, sir!"

Jun Linzhou, inside the room, finally gave up struggling, collapsing limply onto the bed, hot tears silently streaming down his face.

It was him who killed his two sons! But then a dark figure appeared before the bed, and Jun Linzhou's pupils widened suddenly.

Jun Wuke arrived alone at the Golden Palace and walked step by step toward the throne engraved with golden dragons on the high seat.

He stroked the golden dragon on the seat, smiled, and then tears streamed down his face.

This position, the position that his mother had been constantly instilling in him since childhood, was finally his, Jun Wuke's!

This was a nightmare that had haunted him since childhood. After enduring humiliation and hardship for so many years, this nightmare has finally come to an end!

Step down and sit down, savoring the wonderful feeling that symbolizes supreme power and being above all others.

But then Lin Lei approached with a frantic expression. "Your Highness! Something terrible has happened!"

Displeased at being interrupted, Jun Wuke frowned and said, "Speak."

"A vast army marched straight towards the palace from the city gates! The leader seemed to be..."

Jun Wuke's peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously. "Who is it?"

Lin Lei was already sweating profusely. "It seems to be... His Highness Prince Ji."

Her peach blossom eyes widened suddenly, and her voice rose, "You, saw, clearly, did you?"

He spoke each word with gritted teeth.

"Your subordinate..." Lin Lei was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"He wasn't mistaken, it is I." The familiar, icy voice echoed throughout the entire Golden Palace.

Jun Wuke stared intently at the group of people who walked in from the Golden Palace with his peach blossom eyes.

"Jun! Wu! Ji! You're not dead?! You're actually alive?! How is this possible?! This is impossible!"

Looking at Jun Wuke on the verge of collapse, Di Beiyao clicked her tongue inwardly in disbelief: "Can't even accept this? It's not that she's prejudiced, Jun Wuke really isn't cut out to be an emperor."

"So what if you're still alive? My father has already passed the throne to me, the Crown Prince. I am now the Emperor of Canglan Kingdom."

And you, Jun Wuji, are nothing more than a mere King Ji!

"Imperial Guards! Where are the Imperial Guards? Drag Jun Wuji and all these people away and behead them!"

The Imperial Guard is an army that has existed throughout the dynasties of Canglan Kingdom to protect the emperor, and it only obeys the emperor's orders.

"Insolence!! You unfilial son! You unfilial son! How could I have given birth to such a rebellious beast as you!"

Jun Linzhou, supported by Yingren, entered the Golden Palace, looking at Jun Wuke with a pained expression.

When Jun Wuke saw Jun Linzhou, the last straw in his heart finally snapped, and he slumped onto the dragon throne.

He knew he had lost, utterly and completely.

In the end, he was no match for Jun Wuji.