"If you have the guts, then kill me. As long as I have a breath left, I will never give you the imperial seal."

Emperor Pei sneered, "Without the imperial seal, I'd like to see how you can claim the throne legitimately."

"OK."

Pei Zhi clapped her hands, and Yuan Chengyu walked in carrying a tray of torture instruments.

"You will avenge your father today. Show no mercy."

"Princess, what are you saying? I have wanted revenge for a long time."

The instruments of torture in Yuan Chengyu's hands were all needles, which were painful, but could not leave wounds on people's bodies.

Pei Zhi was going to take Emperor Pei out of the palace to pray for blessings, so naturally she couldn't let Emperor Pei have any obvious wounds.

Emperor Pei saw the instruments of torture on the plate and took two steps back.

"How dare you! I am the Emperor! Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Yuan Chengyu snorted coldly, "Retribution?"

Yuan Chengyu retorted, "If there really is retribution, wouldn't His Majesty be the one who deserves to die the most?"

“My father and His Majesty were brothers since childhood. As a result, His Majesty worried that my father’s achievements would overshadow his own, so he caused my father to lose his leg. In recent years, my father has been plagued by illness.”

"Also killed were my father's countless brothers."

Yuan Chengyu questioned, "When Your Majesty did such a thing, weren't you afraid of retribution?"

Emperor Pei was surprised, "You all knew all along? So you've been pretending all these years?"

Emperor Pei shook his head with a wry smile, "So, you're all in cahoots."

Pei Zhi kicked Yuan Chengyu and said impatiently, "Aren't you going to make a move?"