Yan Jinbai was already stunned. He couldn't believe that all this was happening. This was too outrageous!
He never dreamed that he was actually a descendant of the royal family? That the sinister and cunning Huang Yanjing, whom he had always hated, was actually his grandfather?
Also, he, Prince Rui, is of genuine royal blood.
He was in a state of panic for a moment. Looking at his father again, his face was pale. Although he managed to stand upright, his hand holding the tablet was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that he was in a state of panic.
Yan Jinbai was startled, but then he calmed down, and his eyes suddenly became dark and deep.
Yan Suizhi understood that he had been put on the fire. Whether he accepted the throne or not was actually not up to him.
In less than six months, his life was filled with ups and downs, joys and sorrows. He went from being a cabinet minister to a military advisor, and then to a prisoner. He was released from prison, married his long-time love, and then learned about his own bizarre past.
He thought that life was unpredictable and that was it, but who knew that an even bigger surprise was waiting for him.
The Queen Mother sat on a brocade cushion, beside her was the magnificent dragon throne. She herself was unwilling to sit on it, yet she wanted to leave this throne, full of intrigue and bloodshed, to him.
Yan Suizhi suddenly felt cold all over and broke out in a cold sweat.
He instinctively took a step back.
The Queen Mother watched his reaction coldly, naturally understanding his hesitation. But now, she had no way out, so how could she leave Yan Suizhi with any way out?
He immediately said in a loud voice: "My Lords, why don't you support the new king?"
The ministers woke up as if from a dream, and knelt down in front of Yan Suizhi, shouting "Long live Yan Suizhi".
"Your Majesty, your servants, we pay our respects to you. Long live your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, we respectfully welcome you to the throne!"
The sounds of congratulations were heard one after another.
Yan Suizhi felt a sudden surge of heat and cold. His head was buzzing, and for a moment he didn't know where he was.
"Your Majesty, do you want me to come down to greet you in person?" The Queen Mother said this as she slowly walked down the steps. Her court robes slid across the shiny floor, making a sound of bells and bracelets.
Yan Suizhi felt as if the sound hit his heart, and his heart seemed to be frozen and unable to move at all.
"Your Majesty, please come to the palace." The Queen Mother's voice was clear, but with a hint of vicissitudes that could not be concealed.
"Empress Dowager, you are killing me like this!" Yan Suizhi took a step back and wanted to kneel down.
The Queen Mother held him up, and although the force was light, Yan Suizhi did not dare to move again.
The two were in a stalemate.
Yan Jinbai suddenly strode over and said in a loud voice, "Your Majesty! Our dynasty prioritizes filial piety and governs the world with benevolence and righteousness. The Empress Dowager has come personally to invite you. How can Your Majesty betray her kindness?"
Yan Jinbai had thought it through clearly. Now that things had developed to this point, it was no longer something Yan Suizhi could refuse just because he wanted to.
There were two factions at court: Huang Yanjing was dead, his faction had vanished, and the empress's maternal clan had also fallen apart. Han Cheng, on the other hand, simply followed the emperor, playing it safe, and showed little interest in factional strife.
It is a rare period of power vacuum in the government and the opposition.
This is also the reason why the Queen Mother's proposal that Yan Suizhi succeed to the throne did not encounter strong opposition.
Such a good opportunity will be lost in a flash. If my father hesitates any longer, he will regret it.
Even if he would rather die than ascend the throne, he would become a thorn in the eyes of the next emperor. If he did not become emperor, someone else would naturally take over. With him around, the successor would seem illegitimate, so he would never be left with a way out.
Instead of this, it’s better to give it a try.
"Prince Rui, you..." Yan Suizhi looked at Yan Jinbai in surprise. Could it be that this child was also interested in the throne of the emperor?
Everyone knew that Prince Rui was his nephew, and seeing that he had already taken action, how could they be willing to fall behind? Fearing that they were not active enough, they crowded around and dragged Yan Suizhi forward. By the time he regained consciousness, he was already sitting on the throne.
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Long live Your Majesty!"
The cheers were deafening and echoed throughout the hall.
Yan Suizhi's eyes were calm. He slowly stood up and spread his arms.
"Everyone, please stand up."
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