The mysterious man looked at the key, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Thank you, now you can take the emperor away."

A trace of doubt flashed in Zhao Ji's eyes, and he asked: "Why don't you take the emperor away yourself?"

The mysterious man smiled slightly and said, "I have my own purpose, you don't need to know."

Zhao Ji frowned. He knew that he could no longer trust the mysterious man, but for the emperor, he had no choice but to believe him.

So they took the emperor away from the small village and returned to the capital.

Zhao Ji stood outside the palace, looking at the familiar buildings, his heart filled with emotion. Although the operation was tortuous, they finally succeeded in rescuing the emperor.

However, he also knew in his heart that the identity of this mysterious man was still a mystery. He didn't know who this mysterious man was, nor did he know whether he would appear again.

But no matter what, they must always remain vigilant to prevent the next attack.

"If what you want has been given to you, can the emperor give it to us?"

Zhao Ji looked at the man in black warily and said.

The man in black was playing with the key in his hand. It was obvious that the emperor was not as attractive to him as the key in his hand.

"I have sent someone to send your emperor back to the palace. Go back and look for him yourself!"

After saying this, the man in black threw a smoke bomb on the ground, and then disappeared from the spot.

"Could this person be some kind of monster or demon?"

Watching a living person disappear in front of him, Zhao Ji's guards muttered softly.

"Never mind all that, let's go back to the Imperial City first!"

Zhao Ji led his men to the palace.

When he saw the majestic palace, he took a deep breath, then walked towards the palace. His deputy general followed closely behind him, his face also full of seriousness.

They passed through the palace gate and came to the emperor's bedroom. Inside the bedroom, the emperor was lying quietly on the bed, looking safe and sound.

Zhao Ji walked quickly to the bedside, looked down at the emperor, and was filled with relief. They finally succeeded in rescuing the emperor, which was their greatest victory.

However, they had no time to celebrate at this moment. Zhao Ji knew that the mysterious man was still watching them in the dark, and perhaps the next attack would come at any time.

He turned to the deputy general and said, "We cannot let our guard down. We must find out the identity of that mysterious man as soon as possible to prevent him from attacking the emperor again."

The deputy general nodded and said, "Yes, sir. We will investigate the identity of the mysterious man as soon as possible to ensure the safety of the emperor."

So, Zhao Ji and the deputy general began to investigate the mysterious man. They would sneak into the mysterious man's hiding place to find out his true identity.

After a hard search, they finally found the hiding place of the mysterious man, but discovered that it was empty.

Zhao Ji's heart tightened. He didn't know whether this mysterious man had left this place, but he knew that they had to keep searching until they found this mysterious man.

So they began a wider search, looking for any trace of the mysterious man across the entire country.

After a long search, they finally found some clues that pointed to a mysterious organization called the "Dark Hand".

Just when Zhao Ji was about to take people to search for detailed clues about the Dark Hand, the director of the Imperial Hospital suddenly summoned Zhao Ji away urgently.

"The emperor's condition is very grim now. The emperor was already seriously injured and his internal organs were all dislocated. He was relying on drugs to keep himself alive. However, there seemed to be signs of violent movement during this period, which caused the emperor's body to be impacted again!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the emperor may only have five days to live..."

The head of the Imperial Medical Bureau had a worried look on his face, and Zhao Ji was also in a bad mood.

You have to know that there are basically no people left in the emperor's lineage now, and the emperor has not yet held a beauty contest, nor has he favored palace maids, so there is no bloodline left.

"No matter what, use all means to protect the emperor first!"

Now all the internal and external troubles are on Zhao Ji's shoulders. Zhao Ji is also very troubled and can only take one step at a time.

In the days that followed, Zhao Ji went all out to deal with the emperor's crisis. He ordered the doctors of the Imperial Hospital to use all possible methods to stabilize the emperor's condition, including the use of various drugs and complex operations. They even consulted famous doctors at home and abroad, hoping to find any possible way to save the emperor's life.

At the same time, Zhao Ji ordered to strengthen the defense of the palace to prevent attacks from mysterious people and the Dark Hand, and sent elite guards to various important locations to ensure the safety of the emperor.

Despite this, the emperor's condition continued to worsen. Late one night, the emperor suddenly had a seizure and vomited a lot of blood. It seemed that he could not be saved.

Zhao Ji watched the emperor's face grow paler and paler, knowing that he was at his last moment. He hurriedly ordered all the doctors he could find to treat the emperor, and even considered using magic or seeking help from mysterious forces.

However, despite everyone's efforts, the emperor's life still passed away one morning. Zhao Ji stood by the emperor's bed, looking at his body, his heart filled with grief and helplessness.

Now, he must face a serious problem: Who should he choose to inherit the throne?

Not only Zhao Ji was worried about this problem, but all the civil and military officials in the court were also thinking about it.

Zhao Ji has been busy burying the emperor's body these days, and when things here are almost done.

Zhao Ji summoned all the ministers and gathered them in the council hall.

"I'm sure you all know why I called each of you here today. The emperor passed away very suddenly, but the country cannot be without a leader for a day. What do you think?"

Zhao Ji rubbed his brows with a headache.

And those ministers looked at each other.

General Tian standing by had an excited look on his face as he walked to the center of the hall.

"I believe that no one is more suitable than you, the Regent!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell into extreme silence. In fact, everyone knew that even when the emperor was present, it was Zhao Ji who actually handled the court affairs and opened the imperial examination to select talents.

Zhao Ji was a true regent.

Indeed, from the perspective of national interests, no one is more suitable than Zhao Ji.

Then at this moment a minister stood up and objected: "But the regent is not suitable, he is a eunuch!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the ministers began to look at each other in confusion.

Zhao Ji chuckled.

When Zhao Ji sneaked into the palace as a fake eunuch, he never thought that he would become the regent one day.

He never expected that he would also face the issue of succession to the throne.