Jun Zechen was still wearing armor stained with smoke and dust.

The face that hadn't been seen for a long time looked a bit weathered.

His originally fair skin became a little rough due to long-term battles, and his color also became much darker.

But it highlights his resolute outline.

The deep eyes, high nose bridge and tightly pursed thin lips combine to make his facial features more three-dimensional and handsome.

At this time in the hall, because Jun Zechen did not call them to wake up, all the ministers knelt on the ground in fear and trepidation, not daring to breathe.

Jun Zechen's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing through Prince Duan who was still standing there in a daze, and fell directly on Su Jingyao, whom he had not seen for a long time.

I heard the crisp voices of the stars complaining.

The fierce look that Jun Zechen brought from the battlefield instantly shot straight at Prince Duan, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.

Prince Duan was startled and knelt down instantly.

Jun Zechen bent down and easily picked up Xingxing with one hand.

Xingxing happily hugged Jun Zechen's neck.

Then Jun Zechen walked towards Su Jingyao step by step, with deep longing in his eyes.

The ministers kneeling in the middle silently moved their positions and knelt on both sides.

Jun Zechen came to Su Jingyao and held her hand.

The strength seems to convey endless longing and determination.

He took her step by step towards the dragon throne that Prince Duan had originally intended to step onto.

Um?

He wouldn't take her to sit on the dragon throne, would he?

Before Su Jingyao could continue thinking, Jun Zechen put her idea into practice.

He let Su Jingyao sit on it gently but without giving her the chance to refuse.

Su Jingyao rejected him with her eyes and blinked at Jun Zechen a few times.

He had sat on the dragon throne of the Qianqing Palace many times, but this was the dragon throne of the Taiji Palace.

Jun Zechen was unusually firm, with determination in his eyes, and motioned for her to sit down.

Su Jingyao took a breath and slowly sat down.

Only then did Jun Zechen sit down next to her.

Xingxing sat on Jun Zechen's left leg, holding Su Jingyao's hand all the time, and her warm palm conveyed a reassuring power.

"Stand up."

Jun Zechen's voice was majestic and deep, as if it could penetrate the entire hall.

The ministers then picked up their tablets and stood up from the ground in a slightly flustered manner.

They lowered their heads, and no one dared to look directly at the emperor sitting on the dragon throne. The farce that just happened in Taiji Palace made them terrified.

The ministers were all full of doubts and their brows were furrowed.

I don’t understand why His Majesty not only didn’t disappear, but also returned to the palace so early?

Could it be that Your Majesty is setting up a trap?

Su Hongyu was also full of suspicion, and then he quietly looked up and was shocked by what he saw.

How come her daughter was sitting on the dragon throne!

Su Hongyu's eyes unconsciously moved back and forth between his daughter and His Majesty. His Majesty really doted on Yaoyao.

She is such a good daughter to him.

Then Su Hongyu thought again, Yaoyao was so calm, could it be that His Majesty and Yaoyao were setting up this scheme together?

At this time, Su Jingyao was also full of doubts.

She was in charge of the harem, and after Jun Zechen left, she was able to dispatch the Yulin Guards.

Su Jingyao naturally knew a little about how Prince Duan's army entered the palace without anyone noticing.

However, she did not have much military force at the time, and confronting Prince Duan head-on was like hitting a rock with an egg.

Therefore, she could only suppress her inner anxiety and choose to wait for the opportunity.

Only when the troops she had sent to the surrounding cities finally arrived at the imperial city did she finally breathe a sigh of relief.

That’s why I dared to bring Xingxing to Tai Chi Palace today.

But in her heart she was secretly cursing Jun Zechen for making her worried.

If Su Jingyao hadn't tried her best to maintain her dignified demeanor at this moment, her eyes would have turned into sharp blades.

Let Jun Zechen die countless times in her eyes.

Now all the soldiers of Taiji Palace have retreated in an orderly manner, and the palace has returned to its former solemnity and majesty.

In this silent moment when no one was talking, one seemed to be able to clearly hear the ministers' heartbeats trembling with fear.

"Plop, plop," like the beat of a drum.

The ministers who colluded with Prince Duan were as pale as paper and kept swallowing their saliva.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead like beads that had broken off the string, and kept sliding down his cheeks.

"Prince Duan, do you admit your guilt?"

Jun Zechen's voice echoed in the hall.

Prince Duan no longer had the arrogant look he had just now, and his entire body seemed as if his spine had been removed.

When he saw Jun Zechen standing in front of him alive, he knew that all his careful planning had come to naught.

He lost completely.

Prince Duan knelt down in despair, his voice trembling.

"Know your guilt."

He lowered his head, his eyes were dull and lifeless. He had nothing to argue about and was no longer able to do so.

Jun Zechen's gaze was like a cold blade, falling coldly on Xiao Liefeng, who lowered his head and dared not even breathe.

Xiao Lie could also feel the gaze that seemed to penetrate him, leaving him nowhere to hide, and his legs were trembling.

"Xiao Liefeng."

Jun Zechen's voice was like a muffled thunder exploding above Xiao Liefeng's head.

Xiao Liefeng seemed to be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell in an instant, and his whole body began to tremble violently, like sieved chaff.

He was trembling all over and fell to his knees with a plop.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was seduced by Prince Duan. I thought Your Majesty was dead. I wanted to support Prince Duan for the sake of stability of the monarchy and the country."

Xiao Liefeng spoke incoherently.

"I would never dare to rebel."

As he spoke, he kowtowed continuously, and his forehead hit the ground with a "bang bang" sound.

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