Long Lin recognized Mei Lingshuang, so he was not panicked. Instead, he felt relieved. With the people from Meiling Villa here, he had a better chance of winning.
The cold sword was placed on Long Lin's neck, but his expression remained unchanged. He only slightly raised his bloodless lips and said coldly: "Long Lin."
"Don't move!" Afraid that Long Lin might move, Mei Lingshuang still did not put down the sword against Long Lin's neck.
She walked around Long Lin, staring at his face again and again, but her worries were still not dispelled.
Mei Lingshuang spoke again, "Are you the emperor? I don't think you are."
The person in front of him had messy hair, tied up with a piece of rag, which seemed to have been torn from his body.
He was wearing a blue-gray coarse cloth garment that was all askew and inside out, with threads sticking out. He didn't even have shoes on and just ran over barefoot, and it looked like his feet were bleeding.
If a man like this didn't have a good-looking appearance and clean clothes, he would be just like a street beggar.
Long Lin calmly accepted Mei Lingshuang's scrutiny. People in the martial arts world didn't care whether he was the emperor or not, so he naturally couldn't use his power to oppress others.
If it were a month ago, let alone looking at him like this, he would have exploded if a woman was so close to him.
Because of Ji Yunhuan, he discovered that women in the world are of all kinds and not all of them are hypocritical and vicious.
Long Lin felt a pain in his heart when he thought of the woman who he had unknowingly placed at the top of his heart.
Ji Yunhuan...Ji Yunhuan...
He repeated the name several times in his mind, forcing himself to concentrate on dealing with the situation.
"I'm sorry to have embarrassed the young master by appearing disheveled. This is an urgent matter. I'm here to look for Ji Yun'an. Ask him to come out and see me."
"Do you recognize me?" Mei Lingshuang was a little surprised. She had never seen the emperor before.
Long Lin removed the sword from his neck and said calmly, "This is the Star-Moon Sword. You are the Young Master of Meiling Villa, Mei Lingshuang. As the most powerful force in the martial arts world, I naturally recognize you."
Mei Lingshuang still did not let down her guard. "You said you were the emperor. How do you prove it?"
Long Lin subconsciously touched his waist, but remembered that his dragon pendant and private seal had been picked up by Ji Yunhuan.
The dragon pendant should be in the hands of Marquis Zhongyong now. If there is no dragon pendant, Marquis Zhongyong will not trust Prime Minister Ji, let alone cooperate with Prime Minister Ji.
The private seal fell into the hands of Prime Minister Ji, which is why there was a secret letter asking Prince Xing to be the regent.
"I don't need to prove it to you. Ji Yun'an knows my identity the moment he sees me."
Ji Yun'an came out quickly and immediately knelt upon seeing the emperor, shouting "Long live the emperor!" He presented his private seal with both hands, "In an emergency, I took the necessary measures. My father forged the secret letter from the regent. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me!"
Long Lin finally got his private seal. He had no intention of pursuing this minor crime. He ran around the Prime Minister's Mansion every day and heard all of Prime Minister Ji's plans.
He helped Ji Yun'an up. "Don't worry about such trivial matters. Are you willing to escort me back to the palace? As long as I show up, the traitor's plot will be exposed, order will be restored, and Meiling Villa will enjoy decades of peace and stability."
Ji Yun'an had originally planned to do so, but unfortunately the emperor had not arrived, so he decided to take the risk and rob the Heavenly Prison.
He didn't want the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion to hide for the rest of their lives. His father and elder brother were innocent and should come out of the prison in broad daylight.
Mei Lingshuang bowed to the emperor, thinking that this deal was quite worthwhile. It was not difficult to send the emperor into the palace, and the emperor himself had martial arts skills.
"Just as the emperor says."
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Imperial Palace, Baohedian Hall.
There were a dozen or so officials standing sparsely in the hall. Their wives, children and elders were all in the care of the prince, and they had to organize the coronation ceremony for the prince.
The ceremony was kept simple. There was no worship of heaven and earth, no officials paying homage, and no announcement to the people. The court musicians played the music with great fear and trepidation, their voices trembling and they even made several mistakes.
Holding the jade seal in his hand and wearing a dragon robe, Long Haochang walked towards the dragon throne step by step.
There was no time to make the dragon robe, so it was modified from the dragon robe of the "previous emperor". The shoulders were a little bigger and the hem was a little longer. It was loose when walking, as if it was about to fall off.
The dragon throne was golden all over and was made of pure gold. Long Haochang greedily stroked the dragon head on the armrest, feeling excited and excited.
This is where he should sit. He knows that he is the son of destiny and this world should belong to him!
Shangguan Ruoxue was wearing a light red court dress and following behind Long Haochang.
She was just a noble lady, but His Highness gave her a dress befitting a concubine. Although the pattern was slightly different, it was also extremely gorgeous and the best dress she had ever seen.
Long Haochang held up the jade seal in his hand and faced the crowd. The music in the hall stopped and there was complete silence.
He looked at the officials lying on the ground without saying a word, feeling quite dissatisfied. These people usually spoke eloquently in front of Long Lin, praising Long Lin as a wise ruler, but why did they become dumb in front of him?
Shangguan Ruoxue was the first to kneel down, kneeling at Long Lin's feet, and said loudly: "The late emperor has passed away, and the country cannot be without a ruler for a day. Your Majesty, please ascend the throne!"
After these words were spoken, the musician finally reacted and started playing the next section of the music.
The three ministers have not arrived, and Prime Minister Ji is still in the sky prison. The highest-ranking official in the palace is Wang Fengchang, who is in charge of ancestral temple rituals and is the head of the Nine Ministers.
Wang Fengchang sighed. The country was on the verge of collapse, and rituals and music were in ruins. What was the difference between such behavior and plotting to usurp the throne?
A maid of unknown origin is qualified to invite the crown prince to the throne? This is truly ridiculous!
Long Haochang was very satisfied. He personally helped Concubine Mei up, his eyes and eyebrows smiling, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, "Since this is the case, I can only reluctantly ascend the throne. My dear ministers, you must assist me well in the future. I will not treat you unfairly."
The guards guarding the Baohe Hall were overjoyed. The prince had finally ascended the throne. They had the merit of following the emperor, and they would become the emperor's confidants in the future. Countless treasures and endless beauties would be within their grasp.
Long Haochang sat on the dragon throne and placed the jade seal beside him. He couldn't help but sigh, "The feeling of sitting on this dragon throne is truly indescribable. My dear ministers, what are you still standing there for? Why don't you pay your respects to the new emperor?"
With a clang, the guards in the hall stuck their spears on the ground and stared at the ministers in the hall viciously. If they said no, they would take their heads off.
Thinking of his wife and children at home, Wang Fengchang could only kneel down in disgrace. Other ministers also knelt down in twos and threes, shouting in a disjointed manner:
"Your Majesty, I respectfully invite you to ascend the throne. Long live Your Majesty!"
The ministers shouted again and again, kneeling on the ground and prostrating themselves. Long Haochang closed his eyes and fully enjoyed the honor of this moment.
Shangguan Ruoxue stood beside the dragon throne, feeling proud of it.
Brother Haochang has finally ascended the throne. From now on, she is the most noble woman in the world. Anyone who sees her must bow their head and kneel. She has finally made it!
Long Haochang had just sat on the dragon throne and had not had time to enjoy it for a while.
A gray-robed eunuch rushed in, his shoes falling off. He scrambled to his knees in front of Long Haochang, a look of terror on his face. "Oh no... Oh no! They're breaking in! Someone's breaking in!! It's His Majesty... His Majesty is back!"
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