"Who are you?" An Yunrui then saw a young man standing in front of him, but he did not recognize him.
In a panic, he was about to call for protection: "Guards! Guards! There's an assassin!"
Jing Yan took a step back, and the still-warm corpses of eunuchs appeared before his eyes. An Yunrui was even more frightened and pulled the quilt to cover himself.
"You...you...what do you want to do?"
Jing Yan: "I don't want to do anything to the Emperor Emeritus, but rather what His Majesty the Emperor Emeritus will do to him. The Emperor Emeritus has been provoking His Majesty frequently, and just now he was drunk and confused in the palace, almost causing His Majesty to lose face."
"These people were killed by His Majesty's guards. If you don't believe me, you can test His Majesty's attitude the next day."
"I am merely a savior to help the Emperor Emeritus survive. Rather than spending my days in the palace clashing with His Majesty, if the Emperor Emeritus does not wish to die, he should quickly find a way to leave the palace."
An Yunrui was greatly frightened, and the effects of the alcohol had long worn off. He was filled with resentment.
"This rebellious son, after defeating Chen Qi, returned and discarded his usefulness, killing most of the people in the court. If I could do anything to him, how could he have seized my throne?"
"The entire kingdom of An is in the hands of this rebellious son. He wants me to leave the palace. Even if I could leave the palace, what could I do?"
Jing Yan slowly said, "Your Majesty, do not be discouraged. You have been in power for many years. For a time, His Majesty may seem to have the people's obedience, but his methods are strong and forceful, and others have no choice but to submit to him."
"Although the Fu family is destroyed, a centipede dies but does not fall down. Little do people know that there are many capable and ambitious people who want to find an opportunity to help the retired emperor ascend the throne again. You are still His Majesty's biological father. If you want to leave the palace safely, there is definitely a way."
"At this very moment, Jingyan is attacking Anguo. His Majesty has devoted most of the country's strength to fighting the enemy. If you take this opportunity to go out and gather capable people, even if His Majesty finds out, it will be no problem for you to rush back to the palace with your speed."
Having been emperor for many years, An Yunrui understood some of what the man before him was saying, and he scoffed.
"You have asked me to seize the throne by taking advantage of Jing Yan's influence. Jing Kingdom hates An Kingdom to the bone. Once An Kingdom is in turmoil, how could Jing Kingdom let go of such a golden opportunity? An Kingdom will be in great trouble."
An Yunrui laughed angrily, "Who exactly are you, and what are your intentions?"
Jing Yan did not press the matter: "My intention is for the peace of the Emperor Emeritus. If the Emperor Emeritus does not properly manage these people and re-ascend the throne, I'm afraid His Majesty will have the opportunity to prepare for a national mourning for the Emperor Emeritus."
"By the way, the Jade Kingdom has been repeatedly schemed against by Jing Yan and is already harboring resentment. Furthermore, His Majesty does not trust them, so they did not hesitate to come in person."
"Given the current situation, if the Emperor Emeritus is worried that the Jing Kingdom will take advantage of the chaos, the Crown Prince of the Yu Kingdom is currently in the country. The Emperor Emeritus's sincerity surpasses that of His Majesty. Why worry that you cannot join forces with the Crown Prince of the Yu Kingdom to seize the throne first and then destroy the Jing Kingdom?"
"I have said all I have to say. Whether Your Majesty listens or not is entirely up to you."
After saying that, Jing Yan started to leave.
“Wait a minute,” An Yunrui thought this method wouldn’t work, but on one side was his own life, and on the other was the foundation of Anguo. Suddenly, Yuguo appeared and also wanted to put Jingguo to death. Could it be that Yuguo was seeking cooperation?
"Are you a member of the Crown Prince of the Jade Kingdom?"
Jing Yan didn't turn around and simply said, "I am the guide who will help the Emperor Emeritus reclaim the throne. Once it's done, I will come back to the Emperor Emeritus to claim my reward and reveal my identity."
After saying that, he disappeared into the evening night with lightning speed.
...
Inside the palace.
An Chenghuan asked Yue Jiang a question that left her speechless for a long time.
An Chenghuan found it amusing and asked without hesitation, "What? After being married to Jingyan for several years, doesn't the princess know what kind of person Jingyan is?"
Yue Jiang knew what kind of person Jing Yan was, but she didn't know why An Chenghuan asked.
Is it to understand the opponent, or to trick her into revealing information to deal with Jing Yan?
An Chenghuan waited patiently for an answer. Yue Jiang pondered for a long time before giving a vague reply: "He has good perseverance."
“Good perseverance, good perseverance,” An Chenghuan murmured as he leaned back on the dragon throne, having received the answer.
The more he chewed and repeated it, the more somber his gaze became, and the more gloomy his face grew.
Suddenly, someone rushed in from outside the hall and knelt down before him: "Your Majesty, the deposed... the deposed Crown Princess has given birth."
An Chenghuan opened his eyes suddenly and subconsciously turned his head to look at Yue Jiang, but Yue Jiang looked away.
An Chenghuan looked back at the guards, his voice sinister: "What happened? Why are you so panicked?"
“A prince was born, but he was stillborn…” the guard stammered.
An Chenghuan chuckled lightly through his nose, showing no pity: "Indeed, he was born unlucky. He's lost, so be it. Where is he? Is he dead?"
He was asking Fu Wanying this question.
The guard nodded, then quickly shook his head.
An Chenghuan's eyes revealed contempt. He had been feigning affection for Fu Wanying for several years, and his disgust for her had been growing year by year.
Upon hearing this, he gave a subtle hint.
"What, are you half-dead or not? If you're dead, you're dead; if you're alive, you're alive. If you're not comfortable living, you might as well be dead."
"Yes...yes, this subordinate will go right away," the guard seemed to understand what she meant, and was about to get up when Yue Jiang suddenly remembered something and called out to him.
“Wait a minute,” she said to An Chenghuan, considering her words, “Her entire clan is gone, and she has just lost her son. She probably won’t live much longer. Why do something so unlucky during the New Year?”
"If Your Majesty is not satisfied, send her out of the palace. In any case, she has already been deposed, and there is no need to announce her life or death to the world. A woman without her clan cannot cause any trouble."
An Chenghuan was astonished: "This is the first time you've pleaded with me for someone as insignificant as a stranger?"
Yue Jiang: "Fu Wanying is a stranger, but she was once His Majesty's first wife."
An Chenghuan understood the implication in her words: the methods he had used against Fu Wanying had frightened Yue Jiang.
He remained silent for a long time, then finally waved for the guards to leave: "Send the man out tomorrow and lock him up in the Tangfu Palace."
"Yes," the guard bowed and left.
Once the hall had quieted down again, An Chenghuan placed his hands on the armrests, bent down, and stood up. He walked straight towards Yue Jiang, staring at her intently: "May I go to Fengyi Palace tonight?"
“There’s no rush. This is the first time His Majesty has made such a promise to Yuejiang,” Yuejiang slowly raised her head, showing no dislike for An Chenghuan, and then calmly said, “Besides his perseverance, Jingyan is also very courteous.”
"If Your Majesty feels that there is no need to care about Jing Yan's behavior and insists on acting on your own whims, and speaks as if it were a joke in front of the ministers, then Yue Jiang has nothing to say."
As she spoke, she extended her right hand to Ahn Seung-hwan.
“Acting on impulse,” An Chenghuan shook his head sarcastically. “I have never acted on impulse in my life. The princess and I are the rightful betrothed.”
"What Jingyan has done for the princess, I can also give. My apologies."
After saying this, An Chenghuan put his mind at ease and walked out of the palace first.
Yue Jiang put down her hand, let out a long breath, and hurried back to Fengyi Palace.
After returning home and finishing her washing and grooming, she dismissed the servants around her. Just as she was about to turn off the lights, someone suddenly covered her mouth and nose.
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