Chapter 540 Jiang Yanchuan? !
The scarlet blood quickly spread from her eye sockets. Pan Jingwan looked at the blade in front of her with trembling pupils and said fiercely, "Queen! Why don't you tell him to retreat!"
Kan Nianzhen finally stroked the little guy's standing hair and slowly stood up: "What do I rely on?"
"If Prince Xin succeeds this time, aren't you worried about Jiang Tinghuai's fate?!"
"If you kneel down and beg me now, I can still say a few good words for you in front of King Xin, otherwise——"
The long sword moved forward a little bit, and the sharp and arrogant sound suddenly stopped.
"Or?"
Kan Nianzhen's cold voice rang out at this moment: "Pan Jingwan, do you know that Chengcheng left the palace this time to go to Beiming to look for His Majesty?"
Pan Jingwan's expression froze. After being surprised, all the color on her face instantly faded away.
Her violently trembling eyes looked towards the small figure, and she didn't even have time to pay attention to the face the other person made at her.
Yes!
She knew why she was so flustered just now! !
Since this little devil can appear here safely, then...then, Emperor Mingze is likely to be——
"Have you thought it through?"
Kan Nianzhen had been staring at the expression on Pan Jingwan's face. When he saw the panic in her eyes, he raised his lips in relief and said, "Guess what, how is the Prince Xin, who your Pan family bet on, doing now?"
Pan Jingwan: “…”
Pan Jingwan: “!!!”
…
In Chongyun Palace.
The entire hall was silent for a long while because of those fleeting figures, until Jiang Silin shouted: "...What was that just now?!"
The ministers who could hear the little guy's thoughts: "..."
I couldn't hear the young man's thoughts, but in a flash, I saw the iconic bald minister: "..."
For a moment, everyone's thoughts were changing rapidly, and no one could answer Jiang Silin's question.
Instead, Jiang Yi looked with interest in the direction where the figures left and smiled meaningfully.
Then, he turned around and lied with his eyes open: "It's a butterfly."
Jiang Silin: “…”
Jiang Silin turned around slowly and looked at Jiang Yian opposite him calmly: "My royal brother is joking."
Jiang Yian also smiled back: "Instead of getting entangled with the 'butterfly', Silin might as well think about why the two of us came to Beijing this time."
The lifeless gaze naturally turned to Prince Nanyang because of these words, and then slowly moved down to the envelope in his hand.
Jiang Silin didn't even need to read the contents of the letter to instantly know the two people's greatest advantage in this trip.
After a while, he shook his sleeves and decided not to stubbornly try to occupy the moral high ground anymore.
"It doesn't matter," Jiang Silin said halfheartedly, "Since I have come this far, I will naturally..." Naturally, I will not allow myself to return empty-handed.
As early as when Jiang Yian's reaction became strange, he had prepared for this situation.
"etc."
Prince Nanyang suddenly stepped forward, raised the letter in his hand, and interrupted Jiang Silin: "Silin doesn't care about this matter, but I can't let His Majesty be splashed with dirty water for nothing."
In conclusion, he no longer paid attention to the other party's reaction and said loudly: "This letter was secretly placed in my study by a mysterious person several years ago--"
The letter stated that he was the person designated to succeed the throne by the late emperor before his death, and that as long as he was determined to take back the throne that belonged to him, that person would help him with all his strength.
He was greatly alarmed and ordered a strict investigation. He finally caught the person who leaked the letter, and based on the information he confessed, he quickly identified the mastermind behind it.
——Jiang Silin.
He was well aware of the gap between himself and Jiang Yanchuan, and firmly believed that their father would never be so foolish as to insist on passing the throne to him, but...
At that time, he did not want to be involved in such a storm. After finding out the truth, he kept the matter deep in his heart and never mentioned it to anyone.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Silin was so crazy that he led his troops into the imperial city!
"Everyone——"
Prince Nanyang turned around and stared at the people standing behind Prince Xin with a burning gaze: "Your Majesty is the king appointed by the late emperor himself. Don't believe this man's nonsense!"
Now that Jiang Silin no longer has a legitimate reason to usurp the throne, he wants to make one last attempt to win over these rebellious ministers.
The eyes of the ministers standing behind Jiang Silin trembled a few times, and after a few breaths, they became resolute again.
No one really dared to change sides at this juncture.
They are already too deeply tied to Prince Xin, and each of them has a lot of leverage over the other. Even if they switch sides with the Crown Prince, it will be difficult for them to have a good ending.
We can only fight to the death.
"It's just a letter. How can it prove that everything the prince said is true?!"
"Who can prove that what you found is the truth?!"
"That's right! We have all seen the contents of the edict with our own eyes, and we are sure that what Prince Xin said is true, so we swear to follow him till death!!"
Jiang Silin looked at the scene with satisfaction. When he turned to look at Prince Nanyang, the mockery in his eyes was particularly intense: "Did you see that?!"
How many talented people did King Jing bring with him, and how dare they dream of defeating his plans over the years? !
Prince Nanyang sighed deeply, "As expected, everyone has their own destiny. I shouldn't think of interfering."
When he looked at the group of rebels again, his eyes were so cold as if he was looking at a group of dead people.
"So," Jiang Yian suddenly said, "even so, you still insist on taking action?!"
"Even so?"
"Even if you, my brother, don't want the throne, it doesn't change the fact that Jiang Yanchuan is a villain who tampered with the will!"
"Besides..." Jiang Silin stood with his hands behind his back, even with a slight smile on his face, "How history books will record it all depends on the decision of the winner, isn't it?"
The soldiers he brought with him were more than just those from Chongyun Palace. Now, I'm afraid that all the concubines and princes in the various palaces were already under his control. As long as he recalled that group of people...
He looked at the two men who had been his brothers for half their lives with an almost sympathetic look, and shook his head: "I was originally thinking -"
Before he could finish his words, a voice suddenly came from the other side -
"You are right."
Low, steady, and filled with murderous aura.
Jiang Silin turned his head suddenly, and the movement was so big that he even heard a "click" sound from his neck.
Among the imperial guards facing them, a plain-looking man slowly walked out from the corner, smearing a bottle of unknown ointment on his face as he walked.
After a while, the entire mask fell off the other person's face, revealing a face underneath that shouldn't be there.
Jiang Silin's eyes suddenly widened: "Jiang Yanchuan?!"