Yun Luobai glanced around at the large number of people pouring in from all directions, knowing he was doomed, and looked to Shang Xuanzhi for a last glimmer of hope:

"Doesn't Your Highness want to know who truly forced the emperor to abdicate, plotted a rebellion, and murdered his father that night?"

The Sixth Prince is still young and kind-hearted. The late emperor also treated him with some affection, so he might be a potential breakthrough point.

Shang Xuanzhi's young face was tense; he had to admit that the eldest brother of the Yun family was a rare talent.

If he hadn't gone to his elder sister's residence that day and his elder sister hadn't said those things to him, he would definitely have kept Yun Luobai here now.

but……

"Guards!" Shang Xuanzhi's expression turned stern, the last trace of childishness vanishing from the young man as he coldly gave the order.

“Execute the Yun siblings on the spot.”

Things are different now. Father is dead, the situation is settled, and my third and fourth brothers...

Further investigation into the truth of that night would only cause unrest in the court and result in more deaths, serving no other purpose.

The power struggle among the princes in Qingyan has lasted long enough; it's time for it to come to an end.

Since Yun Luobai wanted to escape, she had a will to survive, and naturally wouldn't stand still and let others take her life.

Unfortunately, the disparity in strength was too great, and he ultimately perished under the swords brought by Shang Xuanzhi.

Yun Luobai is dead, Yun Xiangrong is dead, and other deserving people are being killed one after another.

As Shang Xuanzhi watched the people fall one by one, he pulled the reins tighter and tighter, closed his eyes, and felt incredibly heavy and uncomfortable.

In the blink of an eye, it got dark.

Many people died today, especially in the capital city; corpses lay strewn everywhere.

The fighting is long over; the main task now is to restore the entire capital city to its former state before dawn.

"Come here, come here quickly and carry these bodies away..."

"You, it's you! Stop slacking off and hurry up..."

"This area is empty, come and clean it up..."

The surrounding sounds were chaotic and disorderly, but Chu Zhao seemed not to hear them at all; all he could hear was deathly silence.

Holding Chu Yue's already cold and lifeless body, he walked away step by step until his figure completely disappeared into the night.

She didn't understand what love was, that it could make her sister so willing to give up her life for a man who wasn't worth it, and she didn't want to understand.

it's all over.

Not long after Chu Zhao took Chu Yue's body away, the news reached the Princess's residence.

Shang Changge casually waved her hand to indicate that she understood, and then continued burning her things.

What was being burned? The edict of succession and the list of the crown prince's crimes, found on the two imperial shadows who accompanied Shang Rui.

The two Emperor Shadows were also killed by the Soul Chaser.

Flames leaped and flickered, the edict of succession and the list of crimes were reduced to ashes, and the struggle for the throne came to an end.

"Tsk!"

Shang Changge sat back in the golden nanmu chair.

Looking at the tiny pile of ashes on the table, I suddenly felt a strange emptiness and a sense of melancholy.

The old emperor is gone, Shang Rui's faction is gone, and the beautiful young man has ascended the throne. From today onward, the throne will only become more secure.

That is, perfect fulfillment.

From then on, she would live a free, unrestrained, and extravagant life...

Wait, that's not right.

Shang Changge suddenly thought of Xiao Ji, who was fighting on the frontier, and felt a pang of guilt. She quickly covered her chest with her hand and muttered words of repentance.

"I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean to forget you..."

Since falling in love with General Xiao, she has categorized him into the realm of personal feelings, which has nothing to do with these important matters.

I didn't think of it for a moment, but as soon as I thought of Shang Changge, I got a little emo. It wasn't even late at night before I started my pre-sleep ramblings:

"On the first day General Xiao was gone, I missed him, missed him, missed him. On the second day, I missed him, missed him, missed him. On the third day..."

Shang Changge recited the poem with deep affection and love, as if she weren't the clueless woman who had just forgotten her man.

Feeling guilty and remorseful, Shang Changge finished muttering to herself and then wrote a long love letter overnight before she felt much more at ease.

Look how much she loves it!