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Just then, one of the simply dressed women cried out in a pitiful voice.

Zhao Xu heard the sound and looked over.

Immediately, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

"You are Rou'er!"

"It's me, Your Majesty!" Consort Rou rushed over and embraced Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu looked bewildered and asked, "Rou'er, didn't you die in that fire?"

"No." Consort Rou sighed softly. "Back then, because of the Empress's targeting, my personal maid, Hua Rui, came up with a plan to substitute for me and died in the fire."

"So that's how it is." Zhao Xu was furious upon hearing this. "The Empress! What a terrible thing she's done!"

"By the way, why haven't you returned to the palace all these years?"

Consort Rou sighed, "Back then, when I left the palace, I fell off a cliff and lost my memory. Fortunately, a temple took me in, and I have only recovered in the past few days. Alas... Your Majesty, it has been many years since we last met, but I never expected that Your Majesty would still be as handsome as ever."

"I'm getting old," Zhao Xu sighed, looking at Ningxiang. "And who is this? Could she be my daughter?"

Consort Rou nodded: "Ningxiang, come and greet your father. What happened back then had nothing to do with your father, so don't hold a grudge against him."

"Ningxiang greets Father Emperor." Ningxiang stepped forward and bowed with her hands clasped.

Zhao Xu was overjoyed to see his beautiful daughter and said "good" three times in a row before helping Ningxiang up.

"By the way, you just descended from the sky. Could it be that Rou'er, you have already become an immortal?"

Consort Rou shook her head, her face full of pride: "It wasn't me, it was Ningxiang. She recently gained a divine destiny, and it was because of that destiny that I regained my memories."

"A predestined connection with immortals?" Although Zhao Xu was only middle-aged, he had already experienced the distress of declining physical condition. Upon hearing this, he immediately became interested and invited the two to sit in the pavilion for a chat.

The Imperial Guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

I initially thought it was an enemy attack, but it turned out to be His Majesty's divine relatives.

For a moment, I felt a strange mix of emotions.

Upon seeing His Majesty and his family reminiscing, the Imperial Guards tactfully withdrew, leaving the three of them alone.

Faced with her father's curiosity, Ningxiang explained in detail, leaving Zhao Xu completely bewildered.

"The myriad worlds?"

"Immortal peaches?"

"A technique for achieving immortality?"

Zhao Xu only thought about these things when he was daydreaming, but he never expected that they actually existed.

"Father, the Great Ancestor of another world wants to sign a treaty with you to form the Great Song Alliance and advance and retreat together. He said that as long as you agree, he will provide the subsequent cultivation techniques and resources."

Zhao Xu asked excitedly, "Did the Emperor really say that?"

Ningxiang nodded: "Yes. This matter can be settled by signing a contract in the chat group, so the interests are still guaranteed."

Zhao Xu nodded, then remained silent in thought.

After a moment, he said, "I agree to this. Since we are all from the Song Dynasty, there is no problem in advancing and retreating together. Also, although Tianlong is not my son, his mother died for Rou'er. Let's grant him a title and let him enjoy a lifetime of wealth and honor."

"Rou'er, what do you think?"

Consort Rou said gently, "I will obey Your Majesty's will."

"As for the Empress, she will be demoted to a commoner, and the matter from back then will be investigated further. Rou'er, I will definitely seek justice for you." Zhao Xu made the decision decisively on the spot. "Ningxiang, what do you think?"

"Let's do as Father says." Ningxiang had no objections.

She was of a peaceful nature, and even though she knew what had happened back then, she didn't rush to Bianliang to seek revenge.

She hated the Empress.

But there wasn't such deep-seated hatred.

After all, she wasn't personally involved in what happened back then.

The person who experienced it firsthand was the mother.

If her mother has no objections, she naturally won't have any either.

"Guards! Empress Xuan and the Crown Prince are here to see you!"

moment.

The Empress arrived with the Crown Prince with mixed feelings. When she saw Consort Rou sitting next to the Emperor, she was as if she had seen a ghost.

"Your Majesty, I know everything that happened back then. What else do you have to say?"

"Your Majesty, I don't know what you're talking about!" the Empress stubbornly refused to admit it.

Zhao Xu sneered: "Whether you admit it or not is irrelevant. Issue an imperial decree that, effective immediately, the Empress shall be stripped of her title and demoted to commoner status. The events of that year shall be investigated, and once the evidence is irrefutable, she shall be executed in accordance with the law without any leniency."

"Father!" The Crown Prince's expression changed, and he hurriedly pleaded for mercy.

Zhao Xu snorted coldly: "This matter is not worth discussing further. Crown Prince, the events of that year involved a great deal of people. I have already investigated and found that you are not my own flesh and blood, but the son of the palace maid Hua Rui. However, considering Hua Rui's loyalty in protecting her mistress and the safety of Consort Rou, I hereby bestow upon you the title of Founding Viscount."

Founding son?

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and was completely stunned.

Throughout history, nobility has been granted in six ranks: King, Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, and Baron.

The title of Viscount, the second to last rank of nobility, is not low, but compared to the Crown Prince's prestigious position, it is four ranks lower.

Moreover, bestowing this title and announcing it to the world signifies that he is no longer eligible for the throne.

"No, Father, I am your own son."

"Someone, take him away to sober up."

Zhao Xu did not hesitate at all.

Since the prince was not his biological son, his affection for him almost vanished instantly.

"Father, since you are so heartless, then you will divorce me!"

Seeing that the Imperial Guards were about to rush up, the Crown Prince's eyes turned red, and he used his lightness skill to rush towards Zhao Xu.

In the Crown Prince's mind, the two frail women in front of him, along with the not-so-young Zhao Xu, were definitely no match for him.

If he could seize the emperor hostage and then forge an imperial edict to declare himself emperor, everything could still be salvaged.

boom!

The next moment, the prince was sent flying backward and was slammed into the ground, unable to move.

"This……"

With difficulty, he looked up and saw the woman of advanced age sitting next to the emperor clapping her hands lightly, as if she had done something insignificant.

"Guards! Seize him and throw him into the dungeon!"

He had originally intended to treat him well, but this adopted son actually tried to attack him, which enraged Zhao Xu.

The Imperial Guards stepped forward, bound the former Crown Prince hand and foot, and took him away.

Chapter 382 Emperor Zhezong Meets with Emperor Taizu of Song, the Princes Collapse (7/7, Please Subscribe)

Within a single day, the Empress and the Crown Prince were deposed one after another, causing an uproar throughout the entire officialdom.

Some princes, in particular, became quite shrewd.

The current emperor has no son, which means there is no successor to the throne, and their opportunity has arrived.

Some ministers also had other ideas in mind, considering supporting the so-called next emperor.

Inside the palace, Zhao Xu didn't have many thoughts; he only wanted to meet with Emperor Taizu of Song and get his hands on the longevity cultivation method.

If he could live forever, would he still need a so-called crown prince?

No need at all!

“Father, actually, I can also teach you cultivation,” Ningxiang said.

Zhao Xu waved his hand and laughed, "With the support of our ancestors, let's save as much as we can."

Ningxiang was speechless upon hearing this.

The world is different, yet you call your ancestors so affectionately.

“My dear daughter, you don’t understand. Calling someone ‘ancestor’ grants you immortality. There are plenty of people in the world who would like to do that.” Zhao Xu said calmly. “Besides, even if it’s Emperor Taizu of Song from another world, he is indeed my ancestor in name only.”

Ningxiang nodded, said something in the chat group, and then activated her travel privileges.

The next moment, Zhao Kuangyin arrived.

"Greetings, Ancestor!" Zhao Xu stepped forward to pay his respects without any hesitation.

Zhao Kuangyin was in a great mood and began to discuss the world treaty between the two sides with Zhao Xu.

With Ningxiang as a member of the chat group, the interests of this world are naturally protected.

After chatting for a while, the two quickly reached an agreement on the contract and a cooperation intention.

In the end, Zhao Kuangyin left behind the martial arts manual and elixirs, and returned to his own world.