Chapter 509, Palace coup to rescue

"Yuanbao, you are so cute, how can you be so cute, Yuanbao, Yuanbao, Yuanbao..."

Jingwu nibbled on the cat's head.

Yuanbao:...

If you nibble again, he will really go bald!!!

"Don't force me to slap you in the middle of the night!" Yuanbao slapped Jingwu and sent him flying.

Jingwu covered half of his face with his hands and grinned foolishly, "Hehe, my Yuanbao is so cute even when he is angry and hitting people."

"Don't be silly, why did you ask me to come here." Yuanbao rolled his eyes helplessly. He was dragged here by his little brother just after leaving the princess' main courtyard.

If he wasn't handsome, Yuanbao would really want to stab him sometimes.

Jingwu immediately straightened his back and silently moved out of sight.

Behind him, there was a pond.

Yuanbao saw that there were many colorful fish fry in the pond, and his eyes lit up and he was about to jump into the water.

Fortunately, Jingwu stopped him.

"I was wondering what you were busy with these days, it turns out you were digging a pond."

This pond did not exist originally, and everyone was busy these days, so Yuanbao had not visited this place.

It turned out that the little brother was secretly digging a pond.

Jingwu smiled, holding the back of his head, "They say that cats will jump over when they see fish. I want to raise a pond of fish for you so that you can come to my yard every day to play."

More importantly, if he wants to grill small fish for Yuanbao in the future, he doesn't have to go to the pond in the backyard of the palace to catch them all the time.

The last time he caught fish, Qingda saw it and said that these were all ornamental fish that the prince spent a lot of money to buy.

He didn't care how much money the prince spent, as long as Yuanbao wanted to eat, he would go and catch it. ιΙйＧyuτΧＴ.ЙetAfter

a long time, Qingda found that there were no fish in the pond, and went to report to the princess.

The princess was helpless and speechless.

Then she asked Qingda to buy a batch of fish fry.

Jingwu took the opportunity to dig the pond and stole Qingda's batch of fish fry to raise.

Hehe.

They are all Yuanbao's.

After hearing all this, Yuanbao rolled his eyes helplessly.

He knew everything, so after Jingwu stole Qingda's fish fry, he reluctantly sold some jewelry and paid the money to Qingda.

It turned out that the fish fry were for him to raise for future consumption.

This little brother is really, cute!

"Yuanbao, if the prince's plan goes well tonight, Jing'er and I will go with him to the battle. You will stay in the Ninth Prince's Mansion and protect the princess and the little princess, waiting for our triumphant return..."

Jingwu said, his expression became a little complicated, he continued, "I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for a long, long time. Can you wear the Yanxia skirt I gave you last time?"

His ears blushed, and he felt a little embarrassed to say it.

"Okay." Yuanbao smiled, but his expression dimmed after a moment, "But I want you to return safely before I wear it."

You will definitely return safely, right?

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Inside the palace.

Half of the dead soldiers brought by Duke Yan surrounded the palace.

Xia Siheng led his men all the way to the outside of the palace, and then asked them to ambush, and selected a few people with strong martial arts to sneak into the palace together.

"Heng'er, those assassins are not ordinary people. If we enter the palace like this, what will Duke Yan do to you if he finds out?"

The Lord of Donglin asked with a smile.

Xia Siheng was now pretending to be a guard beside him, and a group of people followed the Lord of Donglin into the palace.

"With my uncle here, how dare he do anything to me?" Xia Siheng replied in a low voice.

Of course he was 100% relieved, because he was not the one in this game.

Half of the assassins in Fenghuang Mountain were Duke Yan's men, and they were all selected by Qi Bo to guard the palace gate.

Those who were assassinated and died on the altar were all loyal to Ci Mang and Dong Lin.

Of course he was relieved.

Several people quickly came to Chaoyang Hall.

Outside Chaoyang Hall, there were also a bunch of death warriors guarding the hall tightly, and not even a fly could fly in.

"The Duke said that only the king is allowed to go in!" The death warriors stopped the two with knives.

The group took a step back.

"How can I help you next, Heng'er?" King Donglin asked in a low voice. He knew that the emperor of Daxia must be inside.

As long as Duke Yan took action to kill the king, he could take the opportunity to take charge of the situation and push Xia Siheng to the throne.

"It's not the right time yet. Please, uncle, go in and hold back Duke Yan and save the emperor. I will call all the civil and military officials to come to rescue!" Xia Siheng replied in a very low voice. "

You can just come with the troops to rescue the emperor. Why call all the civil and military officials?" The King of Donglin found it interesting.

Could it be that Xia Siheng also has such ambitions?

That would be great.

"Bringing troops to rescue the emperor is one thing, but what if uncle can't save the emperor? The country cannot be without a monarch for a day. I believe uncle should understand this."

It means that if the emperor dies tonight, the civil and military officials can come and elect a new monarch immediately.

As for who is the most qualified to be the new monarch, I believe everyone knows it in their hearts.

The King of Donglin agreed to him.

After watching Xia Siheng leave with Qinggong, he asked someone to open the door and strode into Chaoyang Palace.

He saw the weak emperor on the couch, holding his chest and spitting blood. Although he was not tied up, he was poisoned and even moving was very difficult.

How could such a person sit on the throne?

The King of Donglin sneered, walked up to the emperor, looked around, and asked, "Where is Duke Yan?"

The assassin behind him answered him, "He went to capture the Queen Mother."

The King of Donglin smiled with satisfaction.

When the emperor saw him coming, he immediately gnashed his teeth in hatred, pulled out a dagger from under the pillow, staggered off the bed, and stabbed the King of Donglin.

"I will kill you... you traitor, you are really the Duke of Yang... you colluded with Donglin... to seize my Great Xia kingdom... Puff."

The emperor took only a few steps before he lost all strength, lying paralyzed on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You want to kill me now?" The King of Donglin squatted down, snatched the dagger from the emperor's hand, and then lifted his face with the tip of the knife, sneering disdainfully.

"You, once my ninth brother's troops arrive, you will all die!" The emperor stared at him unconvinced and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The King of Donglin asked back with interest, "Oh? You still expect my nephew to save you? With his ability, the throne should be his. Do you think he will really save you? If you don't die, when can he become emperor?"

"What...what?" The emperor said in disbelief, "Don't try to sow discord. My ninth brother and I are good brothers... We are connected by blood..."

"Yes, he and you are just brothers, but I am his uncle. If you die, I can help him take the throne. The country of Daxia will eventually belong to my Donglin royal family. What do you think? Are you angry?" The King of Donglin was full of pride.

This plan has been going on for many years, and now it's only the last step.