Li Chengqian was so angry that he smashed the teacup on the table to pieces. The pieces scattered all over the floor, just like his broken mood at the moment. "Lin Qingya! This woman! How dare you plot against me like this!" He gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and his fury almost swallowed him. The eunuch beside him trembled, not daring to look up at the prince's furious face. The huge East Palace was now echoing with Li Chengqian's angry roar and the sound of broken porcelain.

As the night deepened, the palace was brightly lit. Lin Qingya sat in the study, holding a brush in her hand, marking the guard status of each city gate on the battle map. She looked calm and not panicked at all. She casually mentioned a few locations on the map, and the chief guard Wang Meng immediately understood and quietly withdrew to make arrangements. The cold wind was howling outside the window, but the house was exceptionally quiet, with only the slight sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper. Lin Qingya's mouth raised a confident arc. She had already anticipated Li Chengqian's actions and had designed a countermeasure.

At dawn, the imperial city was shrouded in a murderous atmosphere. Li Chengqian led his troops to quietly surround the palace. They were dressed in black armor, like ghosts, moving quickly and stealthily. Li Chengqian's eyes were sinister, and there was a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth. He believed that he had grasped the initiative and would succeed in one fell swoop. However, what he didn't know was that Lin Qingya had already secretly laid a trap, waiting for him to fall into it.

As the horn sounded, Li Chengqian launched an attack. The palace was immediately in chaos, with swords flashing and shouts shaking the earth. However, Lin Qingya had already arranged ambushes at various key locations in the palace in advance. As soon as Li Chengqian's troops rushed into the palace gate, they encountered fierce resistance. The imperial guards led by Li Rui quickly surrounded Li Chengqian's team, and a fierce battle unfolded in the palace. Li Rui looked at the rebels coldly, with a long sword in his hand flashing coldly and murderous aura. He waved his long sword and led the imperial guards to fight with Li Chengqian's troops.

As night fell, the palace was brightly lit, but it could not conceal the tense atmosphere. Lin Qingya sat in the brightly lit imperial study, her slender fingers gently stroking the teacup, her eyes looking through the window frame at the dark night sky. There was no fear on her face, but a calm calculation. Wang Meng, the commander of the guards, stood behind her, holding his breath and concentrating, ready to take orders at any time.

"It seems that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can no longer hold back." Lin Qingya opened her red lips, her voice soft but firm, and there was no panic in her tone. She slowly put down the teacup, and her fingertips tapped the table lightly, making a faint sound, "Send the letter I gave you before to Li Rui and several old ministers loyal to the emperor." Wang Meng left in response, his steps as light as a night cat. Lin Qingya was the only one left in the imperial study. She picked up a pen and wrote on the memorial with great speed, her pen moving quickly and her expression focused.

At the same time, outside the city, Li Chengqian led the rebel army, sharpening his swords and full of murderous intent. He was wearing armor, his face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with ambition and madness. "Today, let Lin Qingya taste the taste of defeat!" He gritted his teeth and growled, his tone was fierce. He held the sword tightly in his hand, the cold light was pressing, reflecting his gloomy face. The generals around him flattered him and echoed his arrogance. The cold night wind blew through the military camp, and the flags rang, foreshadowing the arrival of a bloody storm.

Li Chengqian's rebels approached the palace quietly, but they didn't know that Lin Qingya had already arranged an ambush. She secretly mobilized some of the imperial guards through Li Rui to wait for the opportunity. Inside the palace wall, Li Rui's face changed drastically after receiving Lin Qingya's secret letter. He took a deep breath, and a trace of worry flashed across his eyes, but it was soon replaced by a firm light. "Brother," Li Rui whispered in a low voice, with a trace of sadness in his tone, "Now that things have come to this, how can I let you down?" He immediately summoned his confidants and deployed a counterattack plan.

The moment the battle started, Li Chengqian realized that he had fallen into a trap. Lin Qingya had already seen through his plan, and used the evidence of his collusion with foreign races to disintegrate the rebels from within, and at the same time launched an attack on the ambushed imperial guards. In the chaos, Li Chengqian realized that he had been fooled, his eyes were filled with fear and despair, but he was powerless to save the situation.

In the end, Li Chengqian was captured by Li Rui himself. Li Rui looked at his brother who was tied up with a complex expression, with helplessness and sadness. "Royal brother," Li Rui said in a low voice, "you are mistaken." He put the long sword against Li Chengqian's neck.

Li Rui drew his sword, but he still couldn't do it. After all, he was his brother, so he couldn't help but hesitate.

At this time, Lin Qingya walked into the hall. She looked at Li Rui and said softly, "Leave it to me."

Li Rui silently gave up his seat, and Lin Qingya walked in front of Li Chengqian with cold eyes.

"Li Chengqian, you are guilty of treason and rebellion, you deserve to die." Lin Qingya's voice was calm, but it carried infinite majesty.

Li Chengqian raised his head and glared at Lin Qingya fiercely, "Kill me if you want to, why bother saying more!"