After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Li Yuan stood there, his back gradually hunched, and he weakly dropped his head onto Xia Ling's shoulder.

Once, Li Yuan thought that if he had to die, he would rather die in Xia Ling's hands and in Xia Ling's arms.

Now, he has finally achieved his wish.

However, what locked him in Xia Ling's arms now was not true love, but the golden hairpin that was still turning in his heart.

"Your Highness, you are so cruel to me."

Li Yuan was somewhat desperate, but the despair didn't seem too strong.

As a spy, Li Yuan fell in love with the person he was supposed to monitor. From the very beginning, he knew in the depths of his soul that he would die a miserable death.

Li Yuan knew that he would die a miserable death.

The blood-stained hand pushed the dead man away, and the golden hairpin in the hand was thrown straight down and pierced into Li Yuan's eyes which had never been closed.

Xia Ling felt that the nausea in his heart had dissipated a lot.

The blood-stained hands fell on the throne, and the hair crown that had lost its golden hairpin fell to the ground due to the madness just now.

Xia Ling knelt in front of Xia Hong, letting his long black hair spread in the pool of blood: "I am not strict in my rule, please forgive me, father."

Xia Hong stood up from the dragon throne, looked at Chun Yu who had knocked him to death, looked at Sui Er who was protected by Xia Ling and then killed by Xia Ling himself, and looked at the pillar that Xia Cheng had hit not long ago.

He smiled softly and nonchalantly, feeling that his eldest son had really made a lot of progress.

Judging from the way he pleaded for Li Yuan and then killed Li Yuan with his own hands, did he really think that all the civil and military officials in the court would think that he was a good master and choose to submit to him?

absurd.

Naive.

The emperor's majesty was challenged, and it was even more impossible for Xia Hong to let Xia Ling step on him and win the hearts of the people.

After stepping down the nine-step golden staircase, Xia Hong began to walk slowly around the Golden Throne Hall in silence.

Round, round, and round.

It was not until Xia Hong saw the cold sweat oozing from the foreheads of these courtiers and accumulating on the floor that he spoke in a majestic voice.

"Everything that happened today makes me deeply saddened."

"As the mother of a country, she couldn't even control her personal maid, and she dared to attack the heir to the throne."

"As the crown prince of a country, he allowed his personal eunuch to first use the dragon robe to frame King Xiaoyao, and then did this to his own brother."

"How incompetent are my queen and crown prince to allow such a thing to mess up this divine capital?"

These two words showed that Xia Ling had completely angered Xia Hong.

The case was originally intended to be a deterrent, but now it is bound to cause serious damage to these two people.

His straight back drooped slightly, as if he was tired. "At the beginning of this year, I was deceived by these treacherous people and demoted Che'er to a commoner. Now that the truth is revealed, I will immediately order Che'er to return to the capital."

"The Crown Prince is immoral. From today on, the Crown Prince's position will be abolished. When Che'er returns tomorrow, I will make him the Crown Prince and return this kingdom that belongs to him to him."

Xia Ling wanted to win over the court officials who supported Xia Che, but Xia Hong wanted to re-establish Xia Che, the dead man, and make Xia Ling's efforts in vain.

Xia Ling instigated the secret guards sent by Xia Hong to rebel, so Xia Hong wanted to deprive Xia Ling of all his power and let him reflect in silence.

"The queen is incompetent and unfit to be the mother of a country. From today on, she will be demoted to the rank of Yuepin and moved out of Luoyue Palace."

"The Ninth Prince's birth mother, Zhong Yuanyuan, has worked hard to raise the Ninth Prince. She has lived in seclusion in Xianyun Palace for several years but her heart remains calm. From today on, she will be named Imperial Consort."

Zhong Luoyue listened to this, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her face, which was full of pain.

She also thought that Xia Hong was very fond of Zhong Yuanyuan.

Even though the word "Chen" is honorable, the Imperial Noble Consort should be the first among the concubines today.

But Zhong Yuanyuan was once the queen of a country.

Such a promotion is a shame for Zhong Yuanyuan!

"Although the Ninth Prince is only thirteen years old, he is resourceful and calm. From today on, he will be named the Ming King. The palace where I lived before will be awarded to the Ming King."

The blow that Zhong Yuanyuan and Xia Yu brought to the entire court when they got together overwhelmed everything that had been seen and heard today.

But for Xia Hong, who could even watch the death of his own children, their death-defying advice only meant their own death, and definitely did not mean that their advice would be listened to by Xia Hong.

Wu Cixiu calmly raised his head and looked towards where the throne was, then sideways glanced towards Shen Jinmo who was hidden in the shadow of the dragon pillar, watching Xia Hong taking advantage of his power to go crazy.

Wu Cixiu lowered his head and had no intention of using his life to correct the emperor's words and deeds that disregarded human ethics.

Wu Cixiu was naturally not afraid of death, but his death would be more valuable.

The morning court ended in a bloody and weird atmosphere. The court officials who came out of the Golden Throne Room all chose to lower their heads and walk alone into the snow and wind.

I didn't dare to look at the people around me, I didn't dare to talk to them, and I didn't dare to let them see my expression.

A king who took his sister-in-law as his wife and brutally murdered her made these court officials feel intense regret for the first time for their support for Xia Hong.

The merits they had gained from following the dragon in the past have disappeared with the passage of time, and now their heads are nothing but sewn to their necks with needle and thread.

And all the sewing threads were held in Xia Hong's hands.

Xia Hong was in a slightly worse mood, and would hit their heads casually.

A new thought suddenly arose in everyone's mind. How great would it be if Xia Che could be found, if the country could change its owner?

But those who were close to Xia Hong understood that Xia Che would never come back.

If Xia Che had the opportunity to come back, Xia Hong would never have made such a promise.

Xia Ling stepped over the high threshold of the Golden Throne Hall and was the last person to walk out of the Golden Throne Hall that day.

The north wind blew the blood-stained black hair away. Xia Ling stood on the stone steps and looked up at the Golden Palace.

The dragon throne, symbolizing the supremacy, stood still.

The golden palace, which had been swallowed by blood not long ago, was as bright and clean as new.

Power, power, it can confuse right and wrong and disregard human ethics.

Throwing himself into the flying snow in a miserable state, Xia Ling looked up at the dark sky with a long-lost joy in his eyes.

What does the position of the Eastern Palace mean?

Just a sitting duck.

What does it matter if the Empress is the legitimate daughter of the Empress?

Just a substitute for someone else.

His father had been on the throne for so long that he had forgotten that these court officials were also human beings and were afraid of death.

It has been so long that he has forgotten about these court officials. After witnessing Xia Hong's cruelty once again, he will slowly start to doubt whether a man like Xia Hong would really be willing to leave a way for Xia Che, the remnant of the previous emperor, to survive?

It has been so long that I have forgotten that these court officials, when in desperate situations and with few options, would try any possible means.

Rather than pinning their hopes on a person whose life or death is uncertain, they would rather secretly seek refuge with a prince who, even though he was oppressed by his king and father, still chose to stop Li Yuan from telling the more naked truth at the last moment, thereby maintaining the dignity of his king and father.

In the eyes of all the civil and military officials in the court, the only difference between Xia Ling and Xia Hong is that Xia Ling has a heart.

Today, Xia Ling won a great victory.

Striding into the East Palace, Xia Ling immediately arranged for people to handle the matter of moving out of the East Palace.

Xia Ling, the favored eunuch of the Eastern Palace in the past, did not bring any of them, and he had no way of bringing any of them.

He turned around and walked into Xun Lan's place of duty, and sat opposite Xun Lan: "I will soon lose everything, I wonder if Xun Qing is willing to continue to follow me?"

When the imperial edict arrived, Xia Ling didn't even have the power to call himself a solitary.

But one day, Xia Ling will hold the power to call himself "I".

A minister cannot serve two masters. Xun Lan bowed to Xia Ling and said, "I am a humble minister with limited knowledge. I am honored that the Crown Prince has not abandoned me. I will serve you."

The balance of power in the court was laid out before him, and Xun Lan had long understood that the confrontation in the court in the future would still be between Xia Territory and Xia City.

Xun Zhan chose Xia Yu, and Xun Lan had to choose Xia Ling.