The guards who were supposed to be standing guard outside were replaced by Ji Wuyu. The strong smell of blood on him made everyone in the court tremble in fear.
Ji Wuyu chuckled, "Father, you are truly amazing."
But Ji Hao's face turned pale. He realized that he had misjudged Ji Wuyu again—Ji Wuyu had initially used the power of the people, which made Ji Hao think that he was preparing to lead the people in a rebellion.
But to my surprise, Ji Wuyu was a bit unpredictable.
His use of the people's power was just a smokescreen. While Ji Hao's attention was diverted, he stormed in, completely disregarding his reputation.
Thinking of this, Ji Hao trembled with rage: "Ji Wuyu, you're something else! I can't outmaneuver your petty tricks. Aren't you afraid that future generations of history will utterly smear you in the mud?!"
"Later history books?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Wuyu scoffed: "Father, as long as I am the victor, how I write my own story is my business, isn't it?"
Ji Hao glared angrily: "You—"
"Someone, let my father calm down."
Ji Wuyu's eyebrows curved into a smile, and the soldiers behind him immediately crowded into the court. Several generals stepped forward and surrounded Ji Hao, placing their gleaming blades against his neck.
Stay calm, extremely calm, otherwise the blood would be cold by the time the knife is cut.
Ji Hao also "calmed down," but still looked at Ji Wuyu with venomous eyes: "I should have strangled you when you were born!"
"Unfortunately, Father, you missed this opportunity."
Ji Wuyu raised his eyes, his dark eyes filled with a cold smile: "I heard that Father Emperor was just about to pass the throne to my eldest brother?"
"No, no, no, I don't want this throne."
The eldest prince, kneeling to the side, was so frightened that tears streamed down his face. He was almost about to kowtow and beg that he was not of royal blood and that no one should look at him.
But Ji Wuyu frowned and looked at the eldest prince: "Eldest brother, you saw this dragon throne, right?"
"Yes, that's right..."
"Since you've seen it, it means you still want the throne, because that's why you've worked so hard for so long, and you've always been very persistent."
The eldest prince shook his head vigorously, like a rattle drum.
"I didn't persist."
No, you do.
Ji Wuyu sighed, as if forced into a corner: "Since you, my eldest brother, are so insistent, it means you are a major threat to me, it means you may be a threat to me, and it means I have no choice but to strike first."
"Wait, wait a minute—"
The eldest prince was stunned by Ji Wuyu's words, but the general standing behind him immediately understood Ji Wuyu's meaning and dragged him away, accompanied by the eldest prince's cries of pain.
The entire court was silent, and the officials felt a chill run down their spines. Ji Wuyu's seemingly insane actions completely terrified them—a rational coup was not so scary.
The most terrifying type is Ji Wuyu, who acts entirely based on his mood.
After the Crown Prince's scare tactics, all the court officials fell silent. Those who had wanted to speak earlier stood still obediently.
At this moment, Ji Wuyu looked at Ji Hao and said, "Father, it's time to pass on the throne. I don't want to become a traitor who forces the emperor to abdicate. I am the proper Ninth Prince, after all, and I won't do such a thing."
Court officials: You've already fucking killed your way here, what the hell are you saying?!
But Ji Hao didn't care. He sneered and looked at Ji Wuyu: "You disloyal and unfilial wretch will be punished. I might as well die. Even if you take over this Great Liang, it will be destroyed sooner or later!"
"Then Father Emperor need not worry."
Ji Wuyu narrowed his eyes and the next moment he saw that Ji Hao wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but he directly grabbed Ji Hao's throat and stopped him.
Immediately afterwards, footsteps approached from outside the hall.
Ji Wuyu was slightly taken aback. He turned around and found that it was Ruan Qing'an who was walking towards him. Although she was under house arrest, she was not injured, just a little weak. At this moment, she was holding a wooden box in her hand and looking at him with a smile in her leaden gray eyes.
"Qing'an?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
Ruan Qing'an answered softly, opening the wooden box to reveal a bright yellow imperial edict. She handed it to Ji Wuyu, saying, "Your Highness will definitely find this useful."
"The imperial edict..."
Ji Wuyu was slightly taken aback, while Ji Hao's eyes suddenly widened. He had guessed that Ruan Qing'an would betray him, but where did she get that information from?!
Seemingly noticing Ji Hao's shock, Ruan Qing'an clapped his hands, and then Eunuch Zhao jogged out to bow to Ji Wuyu and Ruan Qing'an.
Ji Hao was furious: "Eunuch Zhao, how dare you?!"
Ruan Qingan said, "It's just a small amount of money. Your Majesty's trusted confidant has always been a greedy person. It seems you haven't satisfied his appetite for money."
"Eunuch Zhao, take the money and leave the palace."
Ruan Qingan paused, his smile deepening: "If I find out any information that shouldn't be leaked..."
"No, please don't worry, Miss."
Eunuch Zhao grabbed the money and ran away without even glancing at Ji Hao.
Ji Hao was so angry he was about to vomit blood. His resentful eyes were fixed on the two people before him: "Forget it, even if we got it—"
Just then, Ji Wuyu opened the will. He raised an eyebrow and placed the will in front of Ji Hao. It clearly stated that the throne should be passed to Ji Wuyu!
Who else could have done this?
Ji Hao suddenly looked at Ruan Qing'an. He hadn't expected that he would let a wolf into his house. How could this half-dead woman still do this?!
But it was too late. Ji Wuyu tossed the imperial edict to the eunuch beside him and gestured slightly to the general behind him: "Alright, read the edict. This matter should be resolved."
"By the mandate of Heaven—"
"Plop..."
The eunuch's voice abruptly stopped, and a severed head rolled to the ground. His face was deathly pale. At that moment, Ji Wuyu stood in the center of the court and glanced at the eunuch: "Why did you stop reading?"
"A will is only useful after the person is dead."
As soon as he finished speaking, the eunuch quickly finished reading the words and knelt down with a thud. The court officials, who were terrified, dared not speak anymore and knelt down in unison, including all the soldiers who had come with Ji Wuyu.
A huge crowd knelt down.
"Greetings, Your Majesty—"
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
Ji Wuyu stood in the center, closed his dark eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, he subconsciously looked behind him. The petite girl, still wrapped in a fox fur coat, was kneeling with the others.
But Ji Wuyu bent down and pulled Ruan Qing'an up, forcing her into his arms where he held her waist tightly.
None of the people kneeling around dared to look up.
Only the two of them were standing.
—To be precise, only she could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
【Affection Level: 100】
Ji Wuyu buried his face in Ruan Qing'an's neck, inhaling the cool, light fragrance mixed with the scent of herbs. His voice was slightly hoarse: "I succeeded, Qing'an, so—I have to keep my promise."
"What promise?"
Ruan Qing'an was slightly taken aback, and the next moment she was picked up horizontally.
Ji Wuyu pulled her into his arms and stepped past the kneeling courtiers. A strong sense of unease welled up in his heart, and Ruan Qing'an immediately pushed against his strong chest, her coquettish voice becoming a little shrill.
"Wait, wait—no, I don't want to!"
"Your Highness, oh no, Your Majesty, you should go and attend to official business!"
"Let me go, I don't want to, your armor is too uncomfortable..."
As the palace doors closed, Ji Wuyu thought for a moment and said, "It's uncomfortable. Oh, Qing'an means that it won't feel uncomfortable if I take it off."
The gauze curtains fell—
037 quietly shut down the visual access point, quietly closed the appeal window, and quietly shut down the management bureau's complaint hotline.
As I've said before, sex doesn't count as a work injury, so don't even think about complaining about it!
Meanwhile, Ruan Changhong, who was busy at the border, was ordered to return to the capital to stabilize the situation. Upon learning the details, his father-in-law immediately mounted his horse and came with his sword.
Even from a kilometer away, the resentment could reach the capital.
"Give me back my daughter, you brat!!!"
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