Yuan Zhouhan's lips twitched, and he turned his head to look at Wang Bingyao.
Wang Bingyao's old face was cracking with rage as he glared furiously at Wang An.
Wang An looked at everyone in the room, but he didn't look at his father.
Everyone in the courtyard was waiting to see Wang An make a fool of himself, and no one warned him.
Ji Fengyao raised her handkerchief to cover the corners of her mouth, which were secretly curving upwards, without reminding Wang An.
Wang Anzheng was arguing with Xique when he retorted, "Miss Xique, I'm hurt by what you're saying. What do you mean by 'guess'..."
Before he could finish his "guessing," suddenly, with a "smack," an official's boot flew past, its sole strikingly and firmly leaving a red mark on Wang An's fair right cheek.
"Which bastard..." Wang An, covering his reddened face, opened his mouth to curse, but when he turned around, he was suddenly met with his father's eyes that were about to spit fire. Then, glancing at the expressions of everyone around him who were trying not to laugh, he realized that something was wrong.
Then he realized that he was standing directly opposite his own father;
Although his father didn't originally intend to kneel before him...
But his current position is indeed...
Wang An then snapped out of his reverie caused by the magpie, quickly took a few steps to the side, and without any sign of offense, continued to persuade him: "Father, really, my brother-in-law is not cut out to be an emperor. They have their own plans. You and Uncle Yuan shouldn't add to the chaos by forcing him into that position. You're only harming him!"
"You little brat, how dare you say that!" Wang Bingyao was about to explode with anger.
“Young man of the Wang family, the Ninth Prince is worthy of the throne in terms of both civil and military achievements, as well as virtue and prestige. The Ninth Prince’s succession is a blessing for the Great Zhao Dynasty and for all the people. This is a matter of great importance to the world. Do not be stubborn and talk nonsense here.” Yuan Zhouhan was also somewhat angry.
Shang Xiye knew that these two men were loyal and righteous men who were wholeheartedly devoted to the Great Zhao Dynasty. If they had not been so disappointed in the emperor, they would never have done this today.
Furthermore, Yuan Zhouhan had always had a close relationship with him, and he did not want him to kneel for long.
Shang Xiye's voice was gentle and low, but his tone was unquestionable: "Lord Wang, Lord Yuan, I know that you two are devoted to the country and the people, but I truly have no desire or interest in the throne."
“But…” Yuan Zhouhan was about to say something more to persuade him when he saw Shang Xiye casually summon the Blazing Flame Sword out of thin air and hover it in front of him.
Before Yuan Zhouhan, Yuan Zhisheng, and Wang Bingyao could react, Shang Xiye gracefully stood up, leaped lightly onto the sword, and floated in the courtyard with the flying sword.
Yuan Zhouhan: "!!!"
Yuan Zhisheng: "!!!"
Wang Bingyao: "!!!"
The three knelt upright on the ground, looking up at Shang Xiye with their heads held high, all staring in utter disbelief.
“As you can see, my past life is not in this mortal world, nor are the lives of my family and friends in this mortal world. Therefore, I cannot stay here any longer.” As Shang Xiye spoke, he sheathed his Blazing Flame Sword and sat down in his chair again. He raised his hand to Yuan Zhouhan and Wang Bingyao, gesturing, “You two stand up and talk first.”
Yuan Zhouhan, Yuan Zhisheng, and Wang Bingyao scrambled to their feet from the ground like soulless puppets.
He was stunned for a long time.
When did the Ninth Prince become a god?
Is it really true that dragons beget dragons and phoenixes beget phoenixes, and even the sons of immortals can fly?
Yuan Zhouhan and Wang Bingyao were not in the capital at the time. Although they had not witnessed Consort Lian walking on air in broad daylight, there were many eyewitnesses that day, so it would not have been difficult for them to hear about it.
However, the "Lotus Consort's demonic nature" theory went too far later.
The late emperor was furious and ordered a cover-up, which is why this matter became a secret among the people of the capital.
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