Zhao Canchen was filled with anticipation. He hoped that when the King of Song ascended the throne and became the new empress, his father-in-law would be reinstated and recalled to the palace to serve as the head of the guards.
He sat in the hall listening to Lin Daoyan recount the thrilling palace coup, occasionally whispering among themselves and speculating about the truth behind the scenes.
"Did the King of Song's men kill the Emperor?" Zhao Canchen asked suspiciously.
Lin Daoyan shook his head, "It shouldn't be. His Highness Prince Song has always been honest and upright. How could he possibly do something like murdering his own brother and killing his king?"
Lin Yajun thought to herself: How many people in history have killed their fathers and brothers for the throne?
She did not believe that the King of Song was uninvolved in the matter.
Driven by intense curiosity, Lin Yajun took advantage of the moment when her father was talking to her husband to enter the inner room.
She quickly took out a small moth drone from her spatial storage, gently placed it in her palm, and flew the moth drone into the palace.
Lin Yajun stared intently at the controller in her hand, observing the situation inside the palace through the camera on the moth drone.
She secretly thought to herself, "If anyone tries to seize the throne from the King of Song, I will definitely help them. After all, the King of Song has always taken good care of A-Chen and my father, and can be considered a benefactor to our family."
In the scene, Lin Yajun saw the new emperor wearing a magnificent dragon robe, but there was no joy on his face.
His brows were furrowed, and he kept muttering, "Where is the Imperial Seal? Where is it?"
Upon seeing this, Lin Yajun couldn't help but smile and muttered softly, "Hehe, the imperial seal is in my space."
Lin Yajun used surveillance cameras to observe the new emperor's every move.
The new emperor was sitting on the dragon throne, his brows furrowed.
Lin Yajun couldn't help but find it amusing, thinking to herself, "These ancient people were too honest. Why didn't they forge a fake imperial seal? Now that the new emperor has already ascended the throne, if the real imperial seal suddenly appears, they could just say that the real one is fake."
Just as Lin Yajun was lost in her thoughts, she suddenly realized that she had been in the room for quite a while, which seemed a bit too long. She quickly snapped out of her reverie, turned around, and hurried out of the room.
Lin Yajun went to the outer room and saw her father and husband sitting at the table chatting. She smiled and went over to them, poured them each a steaming cup of ginseng tea, and then said softly, "Father, husband, please have some tea."
At this moment, a dark figure suddenly appeared beside the new emperor in the palace. It was the Song King's secret guard.
The guard, with a solemn expression, walked lightly to the side of the King of Song, bowed respectfully, and reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I have discovered an important piece of information: the Imperial Seal is in Zhao Canchen's hands."
Upon hearing this, the new emperor's expression changed slightly, revealing a look of surprise, and he pressed for an answer: "Really?"
The guard nodded and replied confidently, "It's true, Your Majesty. I bought this information for a thousand taels of silver; it's absolutely reliable."
The new emperor sat on the dragon throne, lost in thought.
He was weighing two options in his mind: whether to use his gratitude for being raised to ask Zhao Canchen for the imperial seal, or to forcibly take the imperial seal from Zhao Canchen directly.
"If that kid knew how to be grateful, he would have confessed to me that the Imperial Seal was in his hands," the new emperor thought to himself. "However, for so many years, he has kept silent about the whereabouts of the Imperial Seal, which shows that deep down he still longs to sit on the throne."
Thinking of this, the new emperor's dissatisfaction grew even stronger. He snorted coldly, "What an ungrateful wretch! Keeping such a person around is just a disaster. It's better to get rid of him and be done with it."
Having made up his mind, the new emperor ordered the guards standing to the side: "I heard that he dotes on his new wife, Lady Lin. Go and capture Lady Lin to blackmail him and force him to hand over the imperial seal."
The guard accepted the order and bowed, asking, "Your Majesty, if he really surrenders the Imperial Seal, what should be done with him?"
The new emperor answered without hesitation, "Kill him." His tone was cold and resolute, as if Zhao Canchen's life and death were already in his hands.
The guard responded with a "Yes," then bowed and flew away like a swallow. His movements were light and swift, and his leaping figure revealed his profound martial arts skills.
The prime minister, leading the officials who had rushed to the scene upon hearing the news, stood ramrod straight outside the palace, their faces pale and their expressions panicked. They awaited the new emperor's decree to enter the palace, pay their respects, and then conduct the funeral arrangements for the deceased emperor.
The sudden deaths of both the Emperor and Empress left all the officials deeply uneasy, wondering what kind of storm they would face and how it would end.
Every time a new emperor ascends the throne, a bloody upheaval is inevitable.
This time, with the new emperor's ascension to the throne, the first to have their property confiscated and their entire family exterminated will undoubtedly be the Duke of Enguo's family, who sent people to kill the late emperor.
The officials were deeply worried about being implicated in the palace intrigue, their hearts filled with anxiety. Their gazes, unanimously, turned to the distant green mountains, as if those mountains could offer them solace or an answer. However, the green mountains remained silently standing there, oblivious to their plight.
Under the watchful eyes of a large contingent of fierce and menacing soldiers, the officials remained silent, too terrified to utter a single word. They could only occasionally exchange glances, conveying their intense unease.
Prime Minister Xiao stood at the head of the crowd, thinking to himself, "If only I knew the whereabouts of the Imperial Seal..."
The moment this thought crossed his mind, it was as if some unseen force had heard his prayer. Suddenly, a faint, almost imperceptible voice came from inside the room, piercing into Prime Minister Xiao's ears: "Prime Minister, the Imperial Seal is in the hands of Zhao Canchen, the son of the late Crown Prince."
Although the sound was faint, Prime Minister Xiao heard it clearly. His expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and casually looked around, making sure no one noticed his unusual behavior.
Prime Minister Xiao quickly considered the credibility of this news in his mind.
He felt that the news was most likely true, because ever since the former crown prince was executed, the imperial seal had vanished as if into thin air, and there had been no news of it since.
After the late emperor ascended the throne and appointed Prime Minister Xiao to a high position, he secretly sent him to search for the Imperial Seal, but to no avail.
In retrospect, the loss of the imperial seal was clearly a deliberate act.
So, who could this person be?
Prime Minister Xiao's mind raced through a series of possible candidates, but in the end, his thoughts settled on those who remained loyal to the former crown prince.
These people were extremely loyal to the former crown prince, and after his death, they would naturally do everything they could to protect the imperial seal.
Prime Minister Xiao's mind raced, and in the blink of an eye, he came up with a brilliant idea.
He turned to General Huang, who was guarding the palace gate, and whispered, "I'm going to draft the new emperor's enthronement edict. I'll be gone for an hour."
Before General Huang could enter the hall to report, the new emperor's voice came from inside the hall, "Prime Minister, go and return quickly."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Prime Minister Xiao bowed respectfully.
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