"You...you are not Li Chen?!"
Su Mutianjun looked at the handsome man in front of him with a look of astonishment on his face. Even if he was confused, he had already noticed the difference between him and Wuchen.
Ran Qiyue, standing beside him, narrowed his already narrow, almond-shaped eyes into a single line, revealing an endless coldness. Suddenly, as if realizing something, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, pointed at Mu Lige in shock, and said, "You...you are the former crown prince—Su Mu Lige!"
Hearing this, Su Mutianjun was suddenly startled, his expression becoming somewhat complicated. He stared intently at Mu Lige, trying to find some familiar traces in him. However, no matter how hard he looked, he could not connect the handsome man before him with the young boy who had once been engulfed by the flames.
Mu Lige's lips curled slightly, and he glanced at Su Mutianjun and Ran Qiyue with a cold gaze. Then he spoke slowly, "I thought it would take you two idiots a long time to recognize it!"
His voice was unhurried and his words were light, yet filled with endless coldness and sarcasm.
"You, you, you...you are Li Ge?" Su Mutianjun's face turned pale in an instant. He looked at Mu Li Ge in disbelief, his eyes full of fear and confusion.
"Why? Does the Imperial Uncle want to start a new fire and burn me again?"
Mu Lige's tone was icy cold, as if it could pierce through anyone's soul. His eyes were filled with contempt and disdain, with a calm and nonchalant air, as if he found Su Mutianjun's behavior laughable.
We are of the same root, why are we so eager to fight each other?
Mu Lige couldn't understand why power and status could make people so cold and heartless. In this cold world, family ties seemed to have been forgotten, replaced by endless struggles and conspiracies.
Yet, for Su Mutianjun, what did brotherly love mean in the face of power and status? Even the love between father and son was fleeting in his eyes. And what about a mere nephew? He would show no mercy to anyone who dared to stand in his way, and would kick them away without hesitation.
Seeing that the other party admitted that he was the former crown prince, Su Mutianjun's face became extremely gloomy, especially when he saw Mu Lige's face that looked very similar to Su Mutiansheng, which made Su Mutianjun extremely depressed, and the anger in his heart was even more difficult to suppress.
In an instant, Su Mutianjun felt as if he saw his deceased brother Su Mutiansheng standing before him, questioning everything he had done...
Su Mutianjun's shrewd eyes flickered as a sudden plan occurred to him. He said, "Li Ge, since you've returned, I've decided to pass the throne to you. However, you must first accomplish one thing: kill the deceitful Imperial Master Ran Qiyue, and repel the rebellious palace guards and the army surrounding the palace. Only then can I confidently hand the throne over to you."
"Su Mutianjun, you old bastard! Your abacus is so loud! The beads are falling on my face!"
At this moment, a cold, mocking voice came from the wall not far away. Then, everyone saw a woman jumping down from the wall nimbly, and came to Mu Lige and stood side by side with him.
"Princess? Why are you here?" Su Mutianjun looked thoughtfully at the heroic woman in front of him who was dressed in black.
"It's me." Hua Qingcheng ruffled the strands of hair on her forehead and said with Wu Chen's usual ruffian look, "Of course I'm here to watch you and Ran Zaomao fight each other!"
Su Mu Tianjun hadn't expected the Laifeng Kingdom's princess to be so rude. After a moment's thought, he said to Mu Lige, "You can't write two Su Mus with one stroke of the pen. Lige, you and I are uncle and nephew after all. There's absolutely no reason for our Su Mu family's kingdom to fall into the hands of outsiders. Especially not Ran Qiyue, the traitor who spreads lies and misleads the people. Right now, we must repel the enemy."
Mu Lige looked at Su Mu Tianjun coldly, the contempt in his eyes growing stronger, as if he wanted to eat him alive. He sneered, "Su Mu Tianjun, do you really think I'm an ignorant three-year-old? Or do you think I'm a foolish and incompetent person who can't distinguish between friend and foe?"
Mu Lige's tone was unusually calm, yet it shone with determination and wisdom. He spoke slowly and unhurriedly, "The reason I didn't kill you immediately wasn't because I felt any pity for you, but because I took the current situation into consideration. I don't want to cause unrest in the court over personal grudges and cause innocent people to suffer. However, this doesn't mean I will stand on the same side with you."
At this time, Ran Qiyue on the side suddenly spoke up, and said with a bit of joking: "That's right, this is more like it! People have killed your parents, and if you can still happily work for him like a slave, then you are either stupid or have a hole in your brain!" After saying that, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Master State Master, the 30,000 Yulin Army is ready. The 70,000 soldiers under the command of the General of Chariots and Cavalry and the General of Horsemen have also arrived at the city. Everything has been arranged." At this moment, the commander of the Yulin Army, Lin Yu, bowed to Ran Qiyue.
"Hahaha!" When Ran Qiyue heard Lin Yu's report, he recalled his twenty years of planning and now that he was finally about to achieve his goal, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Come here, the emperor has suddenly fallen ill and passed away. Why don't you quickly embalm him and prepare for burial?"
"Yes, Master Imperial Master."
As Ran Qiyue finished speaking, a group of guards approached Su Mutianjun step by step.
Su Mutianjun hadn't expected that Ran Zamao, having failed to force his abdication, was planning a drastic measure. He waved his sword, retreating repeatedly, shouting, "How dare you! You traitors! I won't forgive you!"
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