"I really raised an ungrateful wretch!"
Yan Wu laughed, the mockery in his eyes almost tangible. "Father is indeed incredibly good to my elder brother, but what about me?"
“I am standing right in front of you and you still don’t recognize me, which shows that I am indeed insignificant in your heart.”
These two short sentences caused Emperor Liang Kang's expression to change drastically. "It's you? You're Yan Wu?!"
Yan Wu chuckled, "It's rare that Father Emperor knows my name. I chose this name myself. Doesn't it suit my status perfectly?"
Emperor Liang Kang's heart sank. His second son must have been planning this for a long time. Would he really be able to get reinforcements today?
He planned to stall for time first, saying, "I know you resent me, your mother, and your brother. I have my reasons. Royal rules dictate that you cannot stay in the palace."
"If you are dissatisfied, I promise you that I will make it up to you in the future. You can tell me whatever you want, and I will grant you whatever I can do."
Yan Wu was straightforward: "Fine, I want your throne."
"No! Do you want to ascend the throne under your elder brother's name? Do you want the whole world to point fingers at you and curse you?" Emperor Kang of Liang was furious. "I'm not dead yet! This is treason!"
Yan Wu didn't have time to waste words with him. He took out a small bottle, stepped forward, forcibly restrained Emperor Liang Kang, and poured the medicine from the bottle into his mouth.
Emperor Liang Kang was nearly fifty years old, and years of indulging in sensual pleasures had taken a toll on his health. He was no match for Yan Wu, who was in his prime, and was forced to swallow an entire bottle of medicine.
"What...what did you feed me?!"
"A poison that will kill you." Yan Wu pushed Emperor Liang Kang aside expressionlessly, walked to the table, found a blank imperial edict, and wrote down the decree of succession.
Emperor Liang Kang kept trying to vomit up the medicine that had just been forced down his throat by sticking his fingers into his throat.
After trying to vomit for a while without getting anything out, Emperor Liang Kang straightened up in a disheveled state. Looking at the two characters "Yan Wu" that he had written, he chuckled, "You're indulging in wishful thinking. No one in the court or the country knows of your existence. They won't believe this imperial edict!"
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