"You..." Fang Fengqi wanted to start cursing directly. He was unwilling to curse Fang Zhiyi, after all, she was his father, but he was willing to risk it all when facing Teng Shuchang.
But what greeted him was a hard slap across the face from Fang Zhiyi.
The loud noise startled Teng Shuchang. Looking at Fang Fengqi who had fallen to the ground, he inexplicably felt that Fang Zhiyi had gone a bit too far.
"Get out of here! Dexiang! Throw him out! Throw him out! I never want to see him again!"
After Fang Fengqi was slapped, her eyes became clearer, and Dexiang was at a loss.
"Today, in front of General Teng, I tell you, I would rather pass the throne to General Teng than give it to you!"
Teng Shuchang waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no." He suddenly remembered his important business, but Fang Zhiyi was still agitated: "So you've learned to challenge your father now, haven't you? Today, General Teng is my witness, from now on I am not your father, and you are not my son! Dexiang! Get him out of here!"
With red eyes, Dexiang helped the Crown Prince up and glanced back at Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi glared at him: "What are you looking at? Do you think I'm joking? I never take back what I say! Get him out of here! Don't let me see him in the palace again! If he ever appears in front of me, I'll beat you to death!"
Fang Fengqi covered her face and glared at Fang Zhiyi with hatred.
The soldiers guarding the gate stopped Dexiang and Fang Zhiyi. Teng Shuchang saw Fang Zhiyi kick over a palace lantern that was placed to the side, and waved his hand. Only then did the soldiers make way.
"Your Majesty, that is, after all, your son..."
"I have plenty of sons!" Fang Zhiyi was still furious. "Which emperor didn't have several sons? So what?"
“That’s…that’s…” Teng Shuchang couldn’t hold back any longer, “Well, our king wrote me a letter.”
Fang Zhiyi's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "Is it to pass the position to you? I knew it! Someone, prepare to pass the position..."
Teng Shuchang quickly covered Fang Zhiyi's mouth: "No, no, no."
Fang Zhiyi was somewhat deflated: "Putting everything else aside, the first time I saw you, I felt you were suited to be emperor. How come you're not? Does your king want to be emperor himself? That's fine too..."
Looking at the absurd emperor before him, Teng Shuchang shook his head with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, our king's intention is that you continue to be emperor, and I will temporarily assist you."
"Huh?" Fang Zhiyi didn't care about her image anymore and sat cross-legged on the ground. "No, what are you thinking? You won this battle, and you want me to be the emperor? Wasn't that battle fought for nothing?"
Teng Shuchang was somewhat amused and exasperated, but still carefully squatted down beside him: "The main problem is that the people of Li Kingdom don't recognize us." He looked at Fang Zhiyi's face, "After all, they don't understand the good intentions of our Great Mang, so you have to continue sitting in this position."
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him sideways, and after a moment of impatience, she shouted, "Fine, fine, then what do I want to do?"
Teng Shuchang looked at Fang Zhiyi and said, word by word, "Issue an edict to tell the people of the capital not to make trouble. This is for their own good. If it weren't for me suppressing them, your capital would have been a river of blood long ago."
His words carried a strong threat, but Fang Zhiyi seemed not to understand them at all.
“Those troublemakers, huh? They can’t tell right from wrong.” Fang Zhiyi thought for a moment. “Alright, I’ll write you an edict right now.”
"It's not for me, it's for the people."
"Okay, okay, whatever." Fang Zhiyi waved her hand, got up from the ground, and went straight to the table.
Looking at his retreating figure, Teng Shuchang suddenly felt that the people of Lichao were truly pitiful, having such an emperor.
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