"Protect the emperor, come here, protect the emperor quickly."
Wei Zhongyou's sharp voice rang out, instantly causing chaos on the field.
Emperor Wenkang was enraged by Yu Churan's imaginary sword-drawing. He immediately cursed, "Rebellious girl, do you know what you are doing? This is the Golden Throne Hall, not your palace. Are you planning a rebellion?"
The outermost royal guards ran in and surrounded all the ministers inside.
Censor Fei hid behind someone and saw the imperial guards surrounding them. He hurriedly pointed at Yu Churan in the middle.
"What are you doing? That's what traitors are."
Yu Churan smiled, "It's not about whether I want to rebel, it's that I really want to rebel."
After she finished speaking, the Royal Guards immediately drew their weapons and pointed them at anyone who disobeyed them.
Ouyang Yue also drew a soft sword from his waist and casually pulled out the prince who was hiding behind the pillar.
"Third Prince, come here!"
The Third Prince, with a sword at his throat, forced a smile and said, "I never knew that General Feng Xing was an accomplice of Yu Churan."
Ouyang Yue didn't answer him, but just held his hand even tighter.
The other girls also took off the hairpins on their heads, or picked up things on the ground, and worked in pairs to control the minister who was singing a dissenting tune.
In the blink of an eye, the chaos on the field was brought under control.
Yu Zexiu paid no attention to the chaos around him and simply took a step closer to the tip of Yu Churan's sword.
Suddenly, a large amount of blood oozed out of his shoulder.
"Yu Churan, even if you really get promoted, do you understand how to govern a country?"
Yu Churan sneered, "I don't know, how could a cripple like you know? Besides, do you think I was just having fun during these three months at the academy?"
Yu Zexiu closed his eyes slightly, connecting everything that had happened today. "So this witch had this in mind. This was all a plot set up by you from the beginning. Your goal is the throne, right?"
Yu Churan did not deny this, but just pushed the tip of the sword a little deeper into his body.
"If you say something bad about the teacher, you will be punished."
Yu Zexiu sneered, his eyes filled with disdain for the goddess.
"She's just a witch. You're the only ones who take her words as divine will."
"You are outrageous."
Yu Churan suddenly pulled out the sword, turned his wrist, and the tip of the sword swept across Yu Zexiu's neck.
The sharp sword light swept across, and blood immediately spurted out from Yu Zexiu's neck.
"Ah! Murder."
No one knew who started it, but the restrained ministers began to scream in fear.
The girl who was controlling them got angry and slapped them hard on the head with her hand.
"Shut up. What are you doing? You're such a grown man, you're such a loser."
The group of people shut up again and covered their mouths with their hands.
Seeing Yu Zexiu's face growing paler and paler, Emperor Wen Kang angrily shouted, "Yuan Yun, are you really going to kill your brother?"
Yu Churan raised the bloodstained sword and pointed it at him, "Father, if you don't want to see any more casualties here, then issue an order now."
"Of course, this decree doesn't enthronize the princess as the Crown Princess. Instead, you are to abdicate the throne to me immediately. From now on, you can rest assured and enjoy your retirement as the Supreme Emperor!"
Emperor Wenkang was so angry that his heart ached. "Rebellious daughter, you rebellious daughter, if I had known this would happen, I should have strangled you to death when you were born."
"It's a pity that you couldn't strangle me to death." Yu Churan took a few steps closer to Emperor Wenkang, "Father, it's time for you to abdicate."
Emperor Wen Kang shrank behind Wei Zhongyou in horror, frightened by the murderous aura emanating from Yu Churan and dared not move.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.
That is...
The daughter whom he has always doted on really wants to kill him.
“Hahahaha, hahahaha.”
Yu Zexiu, who had seen enough of the show, suddenly burst into laughter.
Yu Churan turned around warily and pointed the sword at him again.
Everyone in the field stared at Yu Zexiu who was laughing non-stop in confusion, thinking to themselves, even in this situation, why is King Cheng still laughing? Was he stabbed in the head by a sword?
Suddenly, the laughter stopped and Yu Zexiu slowly raised his head.
The people standing opposite him took a step back in fear after seeing his current appearance.
This person...
How did this person become like this?
Yu Zexiu's pair of black-threaded eyes swept over everyone, and the cold and piercing look made everyone's scalps tingle.
Not only that, the wound on his neck actually began to heal after the bleeding stopped.
Yu Churan narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling very alert to Yu Zexiu's abnormal behavior.
There's something wrong with him.
After thinking for a moment, Yu Churan went up and gave him another sword.
This time she cut very deep, not only was the flesh on Yu Zexiu's neck flying around, but one could even see his larynx.
Yu Zexiu felt nothing from this move, and not even a drop of blood flowed from his neck.
He raised his hand and stroked his neck. A wisp of black mist flashed across it, and the exposed wound healed in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Yu Churan became even more cautious.
What's going on? Is he possessed by some demon?
"Oh! You have the nerve to embarrass yourself with just this little trick."
Yu Zexiu's voice suddenly became very gloomy, and his rough throat sounded as unpleasant as if it were scratched by sand.
He raised his empty right sleeve, and a pitch-black hand suddenly emerged from it.
"Hiss~"
The people around took another step back.
Monster, this guy is really a monster.
Your Highness Prince Cheng, you look even scarier than the goddess now.
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