It's been three months already, so a few more days won't matter. In any case, the throne must belong to the Yan family.
At that time, the fate of the Ye family will be decided by the Yan family.
"The Dragon Clan's Mid-Autumn Festival is just around the corner. This Mid-Autumn Festival has been prepared by Father for a long time. How about we wait until Father has watched the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet before the Dragon Physician announces it to the public?"
Lord Yan pondered for a while, while voices below continued to rise.
"Yes, the dragon race is different from the mortals. The Dragon King has been preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival, which only comes once every five years, for a long time."
"That's right. I still think that the Dragon King's vocal cords may have been damaged temporarily. Maybe they will be fine after the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Yes, yes, I agree."
"I agree as well."
"Besides, the Mid-Autumn Festival is in three days. Didn't you say that the descendants of the Ye family who have been living in the human world are also coming? Why doesn't Your Highness introduce them to us officials at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?"
Even if Lord Yan wanted to stop them, he had no reason to prevent them from celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion.
After all, it only happens once every five years, and it's a time of national celebration. If he were to force the Dragon King to abdicate at this time, and his son were to inherit the throne in the future, he would likely face condemnation from the entire nation.
"Since everyone says so, then please, Your Highness, after the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, have Physician Qinglong personally diagnose and give a result in front of us."
He will also bring a dragon doctor with him, and will absolutely not give them a chance.
"good."
Although Ye Jianxing had no other choice, he thought that he could delay it for as long as possible.
After the court session ended, the ministers left the Dragon Palace.
Lord Yan hurriedly boarded the carriage and sped out of the Dragon Palace, eager to return to his own residence immediately.
He had just entered the mansion when he noticed the gatekeeper beside him.
"Has the young master returned?"
"Master, the eldest young master has not yet returned."
"Useless! If he hasn't come back, why don't you go back and look for him...?" Lord Yan angrily punched the servant beside him.
The servant endured the pain without daring to cry out.
"Master, Master..."
Just then, a servant rushed in and knelt before Lord Yan.
Lord Yan asked angrily, "What is it?"
"The eldest young master is not at home right now, so you must be..."
"Master, the eldest son has gone missing!"
"What?!" Before Lord Yan could finish his sentence, he was completely stunned. "How could the eldest young master have disappeared? Wasn't he supposed to be assassinating the Ye family?"
"Master, we searched for a long time, following the marks left by the eldest son, and finally disappeared in a forest."
The servant knelt down in fear; the situation was too bizarre.
He looked around for a long time but couldn't find anything left behind by the eldest son.
Lord Yan's face was ashen, and his fists clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound.
His eldest son was his pride and the first choice to be dethroned; he absolutely could not afford to have anything happen to him.
"Find it! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find it for me!"
"yes!"
After kowtowing in fear, the servant hurriedly got up and left.
Lord Yan stood by the door, looking outside, his heart sinking to the bottom.
"Cheng Hong, you can't get into trouble. I'm waiting for you to become the Dragon King so that our Yan family can rise to great heights."
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