Shang Changge: "Shall we move the plan forward?"

Shang Changze: "That's exactly what I was thinking."

That afternoon, Shang Changge and Xiao Ji went to the palace to meet the emperor and jointly proposed to dissolve their engagement.

Emperor Mingde pretended to be hesitant, but ultimately had no choice but to agree due to the Empress's illness.

Over the next ten days or so, the two didn't meet openly, but their interactions behind the scenes became even more frequent.

Firstly, because General Xiao was depressed and irritable, and secondly, because Xiao Ji was also a key figure in Emperor Ga's plan.

On the day of Emperor Ga, Qingyan welcomed its first snowfall of the year.

Snowflakes drifted down gently, and as far as the eye could see, the world was a vast expanse of white.

The snow fell from before dawn until the night was dark, showing no sign of stopping.

A dark and windy night, a dilapidated temple outside the city.

Shang Changge, dressed in the sharp attire of a female assassin, sat with her legs crossed inside the dilapidated temple.

While enjoying the snow, he idly wiped the black iron longsword in his left hand with a cloth in his right hand.

Qingyao and the others who were supposed to come have all arrived. Some are currently in the secret passage, while others are still in the dilapidated temple, waiting for their chance.

Meanwhile, at the General's Mansion.

Xiao Ji stood with his hands behind his back in the biting cold wind, his expression cold and stern. His eyes reflected the snow-covered landscape, and his heart was filled with concern for his little rascal.

Before turning around and leaving, he glanced at Zhuihun one last time and left with a nonsensical remark.

"You eat so much, but you don't seem to grow any taller."

Soul Chaser: ...

Although Duoming wasn't particularly clever, he was still intelligent; for example, he had now understood the unspoken meaning in his general's words.

He really wanted to burst out laughing and gloat over his brother's misfortune, but the occasion wasn't appropriate.

I held it in, but not quite.

He patted his brother on the shoulder, straightened his upturned lips, and then happily followed Xiao Ji.

On the other side,

Shang Changze, dressed in the robes of a prince with four-clawed dragon patterns, sat with his eyes closed under the corridor. His face remained as refined and handsome as ever.

He no longer possessed any of his former gentleness and affability, only coldness and icy indifference.

A large group of people had gathered in the courtyard directly opposite him, each carrying a sword and none of them looking like harmless individuals.

"Click".

The sound was like a dry branch being broken, and the guard with a sword who had been standing behind Shang Changze immediately drew his sword and went to investigate.

Soon, they returned.

He reported respectfully, "Your Highness, it's a dog."

Shang Changze gave a faint "hmm," slowly opening his closed eyelids, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

Less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, at the Third Prince's residence.

Before Cang Hai returned, Shang Rui paced anxiously inside the room. After Cang Hai returned and Shang Rui heard his report, Shang Rui stopped moving.

Sitting in the sandalwood chair, my emotions were in turmoil, and my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

After a while,

He put one hand to his forehead and burst into laughter, almost manic.

"Haha ...

Shang Changze, Shang Changze, you've really driven yourself to desperation this time, courting your own death.

I was originally planning to have you and your fourth brother compete, but I didn't expect you to be so impatient.

Great, great, that's wonderful!

Since you're so eager to die, then don't blame me!

Shang Rui: "Cang Hai, go. Gather all the troops in the manor and quickly follow me into the palace to protect the emperor!"

"Also, send someone to tell Lord Yun about this. Tell him not to rush, and that he will follow with his troops after the Crown Prince leads his troops into the palace."

"You must work with us from within and without to trap Shang Changze and his men in the palace!"

At this moment, in the imperial palace.

The magnificent palace, shrouded in snow, presents a unique and breathtaking beauty.

The night was thick with snow, and the palace lanterns flickered dimly. The masters had already retired for the night.

Apart from the patrolling Imperial Guards and the eunuchs and maids responsible for night watch in each palace, there were no other living creatures in the palace.

On a snowy, freezing day, after finally getting your master to bed, who wouldn't want to crawl into a warm bed as soon as possible?

Imperial Concubine, Xirou Palace.

The emperor is sleeping here tonight, so this place naturally becomes a key area for the emperor's guards and imperial troops to protect.

The murderous intent that was originally only directed at Emperor Mingde also turned towards this place, approaching in the pitch-black night.

A cold wind howled, carrying with it a cloud of colorless and odorless poisonous smoke.

The eunuchs and palace maids on night watch shivered from the cold snow, yawning constantly, both cold and sleepy.

Unaware that they had inhaled the toxic fumes, they soon collapsed to the ground.

Not only palace maids and eunuchs fell to the ground, but also guards hiding in the shadows.

They might fall from the roof beams or lie in a corner and die silently.

"Assassins! Hold your breath and protect the emperor!"

A hoarse voice, neither clearly male nor female, rang out in the snowy night, and soon dozens of dark figures appeared in front of the palace where the Mingde Emperor's concubine slept.

The shadowy figure was menacing; the newcomer was no pushover.

The two sides quickly clashed, and the clanging and banging of swords and spears were particularly loud in the still snowy night.

This quickly attracted three groups of Imperial Guards patrolling nearby, and the battle intensified.

Emperor Mingde and Consort Gui had already woken up. After tidying their clothes, they came out. The former had a gloomy and ruthless expression, while the latter tried to appear calm.

Imperial Concubine: "Your Majesty..."

Consort Yunrou unconsciously tightened her grip on Emperor Mingde's arm. Having served the emperor for decades, she was no stranger to assassins.

But for some reason, the assassins tonight made her feel particularly uneasy and afraid.

Emperor Mingde did not respond, his eyes fixed on the gate of Xirou Palace. He realized something when he did not see more imperial guards coming to protect him.

The next second, even louder sounds of swords clashing and fighting came from not far from the palace, completely confirming Emperor Zhengde's guess.

The nightmare of many years became a reality at this moment. Emperor Mingde's forehead veins bulged, and he roared with boundless rage:

"Shang Changze!"

"You've forced me to abdicate and rebel! You're truly my good son!"

The two shouts were particularly loud, as if afraid that everyone present would not know that the commotion tonight was caused by the Crown Prince's attempt to force the emperor to abdicate and rebel.

Shang Changge was originally engaged in a fierce battle with Di Ying, and he was extremely annoyed by those two loud shouts.

Why are you shouting so loudly? They still intend to pin the charge of forcing the emperor to abdicate and rebel on Shang Rui, who led the troops into the palace to protect him!

"bass----!!"

The black iron longsword broke through the entanglement of several imperial figures, its blood-dripping blade aimed directly at Emperor Mingde's vital point. Unfortunately, it was blocked.

"bass----!!"

It's another film emperor, still with an obscured face and eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

The two started fighting. Ever since Shang Changge transmigrated into this book, he had been training himself to kill the old emperor, and he had never slacked off for a single day.

His skills are now comparable to those of his peak during the apocalypse; from his time in the cold palace until the last second, he has killed countless people.

Her night clothes were almost stained red with blood, but not a single drop of that blood was hers.

But now we have it.

The longsword pierced deep into his flesh, and Shang Changge's face, hidden behind the black cloth, contorted in pain.

Pain was like a switch that triggered her perverse killing spree; every move that followed was a life-or-death, mad rage.

However,

Emperor Shadow is Emperor Shadow after all. Shang Changge was stabbed again and again, and his body was covered with bloody holes of all sizes.

Similarly, Di Ying was in no better shape; his black robes were soaked with his own blood, and the tall, imposing figure swayed precariously.

But seeing Shang Changge, who was also injured but still attacked without any effect, Di Ying was more puzzled than shocked.

"You, why are you alright?"

For the first time, Di Ying took the initiative to speak to someone while fighting.

Shang Changge didn't want to answer this question, because she believed that Di Ying would understand what it meant to have a cheat code after he died, as the King of Hell would tell her.

The blood-stained black iron longsword slashed towards Di Ying, seemingly about to pierce his neck, but in the next second, its figure swiftly closed in.

Without anyone noticing, the black iron dagger that had been in his right hand swiftly and accurately pierced Emperor Ying's chest.

Still maintaining his good habit of not giving the target any chance to react or revive, Shang Changge drew his dagger and withdrew.

After delivering a swift blow to Emperor Ying's neck with his longsword, he raised his sword and charged towards Emperor Mingde!