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The auspicious time had arrived, and Xia Ling led Han Shu to the main hall of the East Palace with a red silk thread.

The joy rose, and the Minister of Rites sang loudly: "Bow to Heaven and Earth."

Han Shu and Xia Ling bowed towards the sky outside the store together, and the guests watching the ceremony had the same smile in their eyes.

It looks festive, but everyone is cautious.

Before they entered the palace to attend the wedding banquet today, they heard some news, whether true or false.

In order to avoid becoming the victims of the sword when chaos arose, they more or less took risks and used many means, hiding some life-saving tools on their bodies.

And they were all extremely lucky that the book had successfully brought these guys into the East Palace through layers of exploitation.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Han Shu and Xia Ling turned to the emperor and empress sitting at the top, bowed three times, and stood up steadily.

The excitement of joy reached its peak, and Han Shu and Xia Ling stood opposite each other.

The hands that were either stroking hair, slipping into sleeves, or pretending to bend over to put on boots, were paler and trembling.

"couple…"

"Clang..."

The last line of the song was barely uttered when a dagger fell to the ground from the sleeve of some courtier.

The nervous crowd was frightened by the noise and hurriedly took out their life-saving weapons.

Suddenly, everyone in the main hall held a sharp weapon and looked alert.

The joyful sounds suddenly stopped, and pushing and questioning became the main theme in the main hall.

Some people were pushed to the ground, and some people hurt those around them with their bluffing movements.

The incident happened suddenly. Xia Ling and Zhong Luoyue, who were sitting on the dragon throne, seemed to be frightened by the noise and fell silent.

Xia Ling looked at this scene with a slight smile on his face.

While he was about to call for his personal eunuch to take Han Shu away, Xia Yu led hundreds of soldiers to break through the numerous restrictions set up by the East Palace guards and headed towards the main hall where Xia Hong was.

"Someone is trying to assassinate him. Protect the emperor."

These two words that burst out from the crowd determined what happened today.

Xia Yu and Xia Ling said at the same time: "Father, please leave quickly. Leave this place to your sons."

The shouts were earth-shaking, and all the imperial guards guarding the East Palace rushed forward to engage in battle with the people led by the lower domain.

All the civil and military officials in the court fled into the crowd to save their lives. Although the weapons in their hands were useless, they were able to drive back their colleagues who were also armed.

The envoys from foreign countries witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and a strange light appeared in their eyes.

If the internal affairs are unstable, the hearts of the border guards will naturally be unsettled.

The day will come when the borders of Daxia can be attacked and breached.

As for Han Shu, she was escorted by Xun Lan and the guards of the Eastern Palace and was taken to the Crown Princess's bedroom in accordance with Xia Ling's advance instructions.

The festive red lanterns turned an eerie red due to being soaked in blood, and the moonlight cast a silver glow, intending to save the twisted souls in the struggle for power.

Unexpectedly, it was tainted by the bloodiness of power.

The dark clouds covered the moon, and even the moonlight chose to protect itself.

In less than half an hour, the people brought by Xia Yu were either dead or injured, and only a few were left.

The guards responsible for defending the Eastern Palace were also seriously injured.

Shen Jinmo personally led the imperial guards from darkness into blood, and in a short while, he stopped the fighting and confrontation with an iron-blooded force.

The court officials who were originally concerned about self-protection all rushed to Xia Hong, who was well protected by the Dark Guards, intending to use their flesh and blood to block all the long swords and short swords for Xia Hong.

The extinguished wedding candles were lit, the swords in the hands of all the guards were confiscated, and the palace servants knelt down to wipe the blood in the main hall.

It was a happy wedding, but before the ceremony was completed, the blood had already washed away all the joy.

When Xia Yu tried to rebel, Xia Ling used his own life as a guarantee and personally informed Xia Hong about the rebellion.

This time, Xia Ling wanted to frame Xia Yu, the opponent who had been hindering him for many years, with the crime of treason.

Until death, there is no rebirth.

Shen Jinmo walked through the kneeling crowd and headed towards Xia Hong.

The court officials who were protecting Xia Hong made way for Shen Jinmo, and the secret guards of the Secret Guard Division quickly disappeared from the sight of all the civil and military officials in the court.

Xia Hong's complexion was revealed in the main hall of the East Palace, which was painted all bright red.

One person bent down and bowed, and everyone in the hall prostrated themselves and bowed.

The emperor pursed his lips without saying anything. Shen Jinmo directly asked the imperial guards to bring Xia Yu and Xia Ling to the imperial court.

Xia Yu knelt and Xia Ling stood.

His majestic eyes swept over the courtiers holding sharp weapons, and then fell on Xia Ling, who was protecting him with his tattered wedding gown.

Finally, he looked at Xia Yu, who was wearing a blood-stained purple robe and holding a sharp blade tightly.

The round fan in Zhong Luoyue's hand kept blowing cool breeze to Xia Hong, and the sound of Xia Hong's increasingly heavy breathing floated in his ears.

Trying his best to suppress the excitement of being trapped in Xia Yu's trap, Zhong Luoyue asked, "Xiao Jiu, what is your intention in forcing your troops to break in on your brother's big day?"

Xia Yu looked at Xia Hong with eyes filled with fear and grievance.

At this point, how could Xia Yu not know that he had fallen into the trap set by Xia Ling himself?

Under the personal witness of envoys from various countries and civil and military officials in the court, he led his troops all the way into the East Palace where the emperor and empress were presiding over the wedding, and either assassinated the crown prince of the East Palace or killed the king of an entire country.

Either way, it's a capital crime.

Xia Yu, who did not want to implicate others at the moment, could not exonerate himself even if he had mouths all over his body.

At this moment, even if Xia Yu jumped into the Luo River, he would not be able to wash away the stigma on his body.

Xia Yu lowered his head. It seemed that he had chosen to accept his fate?

Retracting his gaze from Xia Yu, Xia Hong raised his hand to take the cold tea offered by the chief eunuch, and drank three cups of tea in succession while the weapons of self-defense were confiscated from the courtiers in the hall.

Before asking Xia Yu, Xia Hong first looked at the court officials and asked, "Are you planning to assassinate me together with the King Ming?"

One word can destroy nine generations of a family. Who among the court officials in the world does not fear the king?

The kneeling courtiers were shaking like sieves. Someone spoke tremblingly: "I heard today that someone wanted to assassinate the emperor on the day of the crown prince's wedding, so I brought weapons to protect him."

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty too."

Voices of agreement emerged from the crowd.

They were afraid that if they were slow for a moment, the lives of their nine clans would be buried with the imperial power.

Xia Hong looked at Xia Yu and said, "Prince Ming led his troops into the East Palace to assassinate me, not the Crown Prince?"

The sharp sword fell to the ground with a clang, and Xia Yu kowtowed three times to Xia Hong belatedly.

"I beg Your Majesty to understand that I have no ambition to take the throne, and I definitely do not have the intention to rebel."

The teacup in his hand shattered at Xia Yu's feet, and the broken porcelain scraped across the back of Xia Yu's blood-stained hand, leaving a bright red streak.

Xia Ling frowned and restrained his excitement as he looked at the now embarrassed Xia Yu.

What was filled in his eyes was condemnation of Xia Yu for committing such a heinous act.

"Xiaojiu, if you are unhappy because your father gave me the throne of the Eastern Palace, I can..."

Before he finished speaking, a hand knocked the pot out of Xia Hong's hand, and the spout of the gift pot injured Xia Ling.

"Ming Wang, I will ask you one last time, what evidence do you have to prove that you are not here to rebel?"