Subsequently, under the command of the Third Prince, several hundred constables rushed into the homes of the town's residents and began a large-scale search.

Seeing those vicious bailiffs carrying out all their valuables, the townspeople dared not speak out in anger, and they also hated the emperor mentioned by the third prince.

Just as the third prince had looted the town and was preparing to move on to the next place, a guard sent by the old king also found his way there.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has ordered you to return to the palace immediately!"

"Oh? What happened? Why did Father suddenly summon me back?" Damoshi asked in confusion.

"Your Highness will know when you return!" The guard did not answer, but urged.

Seeing this, Damoshi's doubts deepened, and a sense of foreboding arose within him.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly rang out. Looking up, one could see several fast horses galloping towards them from the west to the east.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

At the same time, a shout reached Damoshi's ears.

"Um?"

Damoh looked intently and saw that the person shouting loudly on horseback was none other than the head of the Kate family.

Upon seeing the other party's disheveled appearance, Damoshi was immediately startled and realized something.

He immediately drew his sword and, without hesitation, stabbed the palace guard in the chest.

The guard hadn't expected the third prince to suddenly attack. Before he could react, he felt a pain in his chest and then collapsed.

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! They...they've made their move!"

At the same time, the head of the Kate family also arrived on horseback.

"I didn't expect them to move so quickly!"

Upon hearing the report from the head of the Kate family, Damoh looked down at the guard's corpse, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

The head of the Kate family also said anxiously, "Your Highness, let's leave quickly before they arrive!"

"Um!"

Damoshi nodded, took a deep look in the direction of the capital, and then, under the pretext of continuing to collect taxes, led a group of constables to escort the money eastward.

...

Meanwhile, the eldest prince, having found nothing, returned to the palace dejectedly with his guards.

"It seems these guys have already started moving their valuables!"

Seeing that the eldest prince had only brought back so little wealth, the old king narrowed his eyes and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Then, the old king looked at the chief guard beside him, frowned and asked, "What's going on? Why hasn't the third prince returned yet?"

“Your Majesty, the Third Prince is quite far from the capital and his whereabouts are unpredictable. The men I sent out must have only just found him!” the head guard replied respectfully.

The old king's face turned cold: "Immediately send more men. If we find him, don't ask any questions, arrest him immediately!"

"yes!"

The head guard agreed and then quickly walked outside.

After the chief guard left, the old king looked at the eldest prince and said in a deep voice, "Now that the Nami and Kate families have defected, the third prince is also very likely to escape with them. Once they unite to cause trouble, the eastern region will probably fall into turmoil immediately."

"You must immediately take my secret orders and head to the southeastern border to bring back the 200,000 troops stationed there to defend the capital!"

Upon hearing this, the eldest prince hesitated and said, "But, Father, if we recall them, what if the poison suddenly attacks again?"

The old king waved his hand calmly: "The Indians are nothing but a bunch of clowns. We can deal with them after things have settled down!"

"yes!"

The eldest prince agreed and then got up and walked outside.

Watching his eldest son's departing figure, the old king couldn't help but sigh and sat back down on his throne.

After sitting down, the old king took out a secret letter from his bosom, then took an oil lamp and burned it.

This secret letter was sent by the second prince, Damotti.

The letter clearly stated that the eldest prince had colluded with the Xianbei and Xiongnu to plot against the second prince's army.

The old king showed no interest in investigating the authenticity of the letter.

Even if the eldest prince really intended to collude with the Xianbei and the Xiongnu, he wouldn't care.

Because he knew his three sons too well, he knew that apart from the eldest, the other two were very likely to rebel.

If we could use the Xianbei and Xiongnu to take the opportunity to eliminate the power of the second son, that would be good.

Previously, he allowed his three sons to fight because he was terminally ill and didn't have much time left, so that he could choose a capable successor.

Now that she has recovered, she has plenty of time to pave the way for her eldest son, whom she favors the most. Naturally, she will no longer let her second and third sons continue to cause trouble.

Just as the secret letter burned out, Yu Zheng also came over carrying a bowl of medicinal soup.

"Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine!"

"Sir, based on your previous diagnosis, this should be the last bowl, right?"

Upon seeing Yu Zheng approaching, the old king asked with a broad smile.

Yu Zheng replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty, after you finish this bowl, you will no longer need to drink it!"

"Great! Finally, I can get rid of this bitter medicine!"

The old king smiled and said this, then took the medicine bowl and drank the soup inside.

Not long after I finished drinking it, a familiar feeling of heat rose up from my lower abdomen again.

Then, the old king looked at Yu Zheng and said with a smile, "Sir, you've worked hard. Go back and rest first!"

"I shall take my leave!"

Afterwards, Yu Zheng bowed and withdrew.

The old king also hurriedly got up and walked towards the harem.

After leaving, Yu Zheng raised his head, took a deep look at the main hall, a strange smile appearing on his lips, then turned around and strode quickly out of the palace.

After leaving the palace, Yu Zheng immediately found a secluded place, removed his disguise, and headed northwest.

Meanwhile, the old king, who had come to the harem, also brought three concubines and began to frolic.

The conversation continued until nightfall, and the old king still seemed reluctant to stop.

The old king also sensed that something was wrong with the changes in himself.

You know, I'm almost seventy years old, and it's obviously abnormal that I'm still so powerful.

However, even though he knew it was abnormal, the old king was unable to control himself at this moment.

The ordeal continued until the early hours of the morning, when the old king, utterly exhausted, collapsed onto his concubine and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ah~, Your Majesty..."

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, a scream suddenly rang out from the palace.

Upon hearing the noise, the palace guards rushed into the palace to investigate.

Meanwhile, the old king lay on the embroidered bed, already lifeless.

The dignified old king of Kushan, at such an advanced age, actually died on a woman's belly.