The prince had anticipated this, but he couldn't help but look sad. He slowly smoothed the yellow silk cloth in front of him, then reluctantly picked up his wolf-hair brush, dipped it in ink, and refused to write...
Dragon throne, who would want to get off before we even get comfortable sitting on it...
"Hmm? Having trouble?"
Yan Miaoling stood opposite him with her hands behind her back. Just a slight question made the prince write faster, "I'll write, I'll write!" With quick hands and feet, he finished writing quickly.
The gist of it is that I am ill, mentally unstable, and in a state of fluctuating health, making me unfit to rule. Furthermore, I have no heirs, so I wish to select a wise leader from my clan to abdicate. Prince Lin (the third prince) has rebelled, Prince Xiang (the seventh prince) has fled, and the rest of my brothers have died young, some too young to inherit the throne. However, the sixth prince, gifted with extraordinary talent and bearing, is well-suited to the important task, so I have appointed him Crown Prince...
After finishing it, he read it out in front of all the civil and military officials at the court the next morning despite being sick.
No one objected to this imperial edict, but no one expected that the abdication would be so urgent, and it would be tomorrow.
Officially announcing it today and abdicating it tomorrow is a bit of a joke.
A few veterans of three dynasties were about to question it when they heard the eunuch announce, "Prince Chen has arrived!"
"Ah? King Chen?" Everyone was stunned. He had just won the battle, and he was already back? Why hadn't they received the news? When did he return?
Clad in armor, looking imposing and maintaining a serious demeanor, Xuanyuan Mingchen nearly broke down. He thought, "You have questions? I have questions too." How does it feel to be dragged out of bed early in the morning, denied a single bite of food, and taken straight to the capital?
He's also very confused.
The story goes like this: after the last crisis in the North, Chi Ao was seriously injured, and Yan Miaoling, in a desperate attempt, tried to teleport someone through space. Unexpectedly, it worked. She had never thought of using it this way before, believing that only her own clone could travel around.
She felt very regretful. If she had known that this operation would work, she would have sent Xuanyuan Mingchen to the northern border earlier, and perhaps so many innocent soldiers would not have been killed or injured.
This morning, she knew that once the imperial decree was announced, it would definitely not go smoothly, so she used the same method to pull this great god over.
Anyway, the outcome was good. After Xuanyuan Mingchen took his place at the head of the military ranks, the civil officials stopped nagging him. That was it. Tomorrow, the throne would be replaced.
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