Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

The memorial had been prepared long ago, and its content was concise and clear, with the matter of "abdication" clearly stated.

[Since I ascended the throne, I have indulged in pleasure, squandered the national treasury, and appointed people based on personal connections. I have failed the late emperor. Today, I will stop the loss in time, take the blame and abdicate, and hand over the throne to the regent. I decree this. ]

Yun Ting was hastily promoted to the throne when he was young. For a while, he was deceived by Shen Xi, who was very disappointed with him. He had read in ancient books that many emperors had been deposed.

Recalling that they were either placed under house arrest or killed on the spot, he shuddered all over because he was afraid of death but also loved freedom.

Hearing Nan Yingzhi mention the so-called "qualification to negotiate terms", Yun Ting suddenly had an idea in his mind. Jin An was unwilling to move, but didn't he still have Yang Ling?

There are nearly 10,000 guards under Yang Ling, and even if they just spit a little, they can completely drown Yun Ji.

Even though the Imperial Guards were far away in the capital, it would take Yang Ling at least half a day to go back and lead the Imperial Guards here, but it was possible for him to delay a little.

"Royal brother," with the idea of ​​delaying for a while, Yun Ting tightly grasped the jade seal in his hand and changed the subject, "You and I are brothers, you don't have to be so heartless to me, right?"

"The one who just said 'Either she dies or I die'," Nan Yingzhi was speechless for a moment in front of his thick-skinned face, and sneered, "wasn't it you?"

If it were any other day, Yun Ting would have definitely lost his temper and had a big quarrel with her, but at this moment, he wanted to delay time, so he did not curse at her. Instead, he felt guilty and his face turned red and white.

Thinking of the regent's iron heart, Yun Ting looked at Lian Zhaoyi, who was in Nan Yingzhi's arms, with only half of her face exposed.

Women are always kind-hearted. No matter how good or bad you are, you should have a good relationship with her. She won't be so cruel as to watch someone die without helping, right?

Hoping that the once favored Concubine Lian could save him from the crisis, Yun Ting chose his words carefully and spoke cautiously.

"Ah Lian," intentionally emphasizing the friendship between him and Yun Ji, he narrated love words with a sly look on his face, "One night of marriage means a hundred days of love, you and I..."

"Yun Ting, who is your 'one night of love and a hundred days of kindness'? Who is your 'A Lian'?"

Having already heard the origin of the name "Ah Lian" from Xiao Zhizi, Yun Ji was not polite at all and interrupted him, "It's not me anyway, don't get close to me!"

He thought Yun Ji would remember their past friendship and at least not openly break up with him, but Yun Ting felt embarrassed when he heard his sharp words.

“Nan Yingzhi!” He did not dare to rebuke the Regent, as he only picked on the weak and was afraid of the strong. “You are a traitor, I curse you to die a miserable death!”

If Yun Ting was scolding him, Yun Ji would have tolerated it, but when he heard him insulting Xiao Zhizi by name, he became furious and wanted to argue with Yun Ting.

"Little darling," Nan Yingzhi noticed Yun Ji's rage and patted him on the shoulder, "There's no need for us to get angry with unreasonable people."

"But, he scolded you," Guishun took back his angry words. Yun Ji rubbed her chest, his voice muffled, and stood up for her, "He dared to scold you."

"It's okay," Nan Yingzhi shrugged his shoulders, saying his favorite catchphrase, indicating that he was fine. "He can scold me as he pleases, but I'm still fine, right?"

Unable to bear to go against her wishes, Yun Ji snorted coldly at Yun Ting, shrank back into her arms, and said no more.

"Yun Ting," Nan Yingzhi realized something was wrong when she saw Yun Ting holding onto the jade seal. "You're stalling for time by not stamping the jade seal?"

Yun Ting was naturally not stupid enough to shout in front of her, "I just want to delay time and wait for Yang Ling to come."

He remained silent, trying to buy time with silence.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Nan Yingzhi put herself in Yun Ting's shoes and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is it Admiral Yang who controls the Imperial Guards but has not shown up yet?"

Seeing Yun Ting's face tense and his pupils suddenly shrink, she immediately grasped the correct answer.

Not minding letting him give up, Nan Yingzhi waved her hand and told Lingyu: "Lingyu, call Yang Ling over."

In a moment, Yang Ling followed behind Ling Yu, with his head lowered, not looking at Nan Yingzhi, with a humble and fawning look.

"Your Majesty," Yang Ling said the word "Your Majesty" and his face was not towards Yun Ting, but Nan Yingzhi, "I don't know why Your Majesty called me?"

"It's nothing serious." She glanced at Yun Ting, who was so shocked that he forgot to blink, and said calmly, "It's just to let your old master take a good look at who you worship as the current emperor."

“Your Majesty, keeping him here will only cause trouble.” Yang Ling pointed at Yun Ting with one hand and drew out the sharp sword tied to his side with the other hand. “I would like to share your worries!”

Seeing Yang Ling going to war against him, Yun Ting was shocked, but inexplicably, he understood something.

Yes, Yang Ling would choose another wise ruler, he should have thought of it earlier.

Even Jin'an, who grew up with him, was able to plot a rebellion with the Regent without his knowledge.

Shen Xi, who had always firmly supported him, also turned against him and succumbed to the tyranny of the Regent.

How could he trust Yang Ling, with whom he had only a superficial ties?

Jin An, who had been standing beside Yun Ting like a decoration, suddenly made a "clang" sound and drew out the knife from his waist at the same time.

Jin An was not afraid when confronting Yang Ling. He was only worried that Nan Yingzhi's men would rush forward and he would not be able to defeat them with just his two fists.

"Lian Zhaoyi," he shouted, recalling the agreement he had made with Yun Ji, "You said you would let your man let Yun Ting go and let me take him away.

"You allowed Yang Ling to hurt my Lord. Are you not keeping your word?"

After all, Yun Ji still had a conscience. When he heard him talk, he raised his head slightly and rubbed Nan Yingzhi's chin with his forehead: "Little Gardenia."

The place where he had rubbed felt slightly itchy. Nan Yingzhi stroked the back of his neck with her hand, using body language to tell him to "don't worry".

"Yang Ling, I will make my own decision on Yun Ting's matter." She was not used to seeing Yang Ling, who was fawning in front of her, so she told him to find a place to stay and not to come without being summoned. "You can leave now."

Originally, Yang Ling acted according to Nan Yingzhi's instructions. After hearing her order, he decisively slipped away as if greased on his feet: "Yes, I will take my leave."

If Jin An had not stood beside Yun Ting with a knife in his hand, threatening him, Nan Yingzhi would have wanted to snatch the jade seal from Yun Ting's hand and stamp it as the final word.

"Yun Ting, I have indulged you for so long, talking nonsense, shouldn't you know the situation and not refuse a toast and drink a forfeit?"

Not daring to challenge the regent's patience, Jin An held the knife in his hand and turned his head to discuss with Yun Ting: "A Ting, just do as your brother said and accept the abdication letter."

Yun Ting was unwilling to do so, and he seemed to be squeezing out the following words from between his teeth: "The throne is originally mine, why should I give it up?"

"But you..." In order to make Yun Ting feel disappointed, Jin An decided to speak sternly, "You don't have to force yourself, because you are not cut out to be an emperor."

Hearing Jin An say this, Yun Ting gritted his teeth, feeling like "misfortunes never come singly": "Jin An, even you!"

Seeing that he was angry, Jin An tried to persuade him earnestly: "Let's find a small village together and live a good life, isn't that good?"

Yun Ting was so angry that he cursed: "What a fart!"

Seeing that they were at a stalemate, Nan Yingzhi silently interjected, "Jin'an, Concubine Lian promised you that I would not detain Yun Ting, but before that, this jade seal must be stamped with a memorial."

Urged by her, Jin An was forced to speak: "A Ting."

Seeing Yun Ting was stubborn and refused to move, Nan Yingzhi used force after being polite: "Jin'an, I don't have time to play with him. I will make sure that his life will not be harmed. Leave this matter to me, okay?"

Unwilling to personally deal heavy blows to Yun Ting, Jin An turned his head away, did not refute, and only squeezed out a sentence: "Don't hurt him."

“Lingyu,” Nan Yingzhi extended her hand to call Lingyu over, calling Yunting “Your Majesty” to give him the last bit of respect, “It’s cold, Your Majesty’s hands are stiff and you can’t move, can you give me a hand.”

Lingyu was still brooding over the incident in which Yun Ting put brown sugar in his mouth to frame the prince when he was young, so she did not refuse. She stepped forward and tried to force Yun Ting to put the jade seal on his body.

Seeing that he was pressing on step by step and that it was useless to delay any further, Yun Ting was in a daze, with only one thought in his mind.

He doesn't want to be a deposed emperor! He would rather die in glory than live in disgrace!

Holding the imperial seal in his arms, he ran towards the thick tree trunk beside him at lightning speed.

Nan Yingzhi keenly noticed Yun Ting's unusual movements, lifted Yun Ji's hips and picked him up.

As she chased after Yun Ting, she shouted to the surrounding guards: "Stop him, he wants to commit suicide!"