Quick Wear: I am a good female supporting role

"How could it be? Why would the second prince ask to marry Lingruo?" When Zhao Yusong heard the news, his heart was in a knot.

Zhao Yusong, who had been secretly happy because Lingruo was kicked out of the house, thinking that he might still have a chance to marry her, was now completely desperate.

The prince's wife, that means, from now on he can no longer own her and marry her.

"Young Master, there is a letter from Prince Jing." His subordinate handed him a letter.

"You go down first." Zhao Yusong asked him to go out first, and then slowly unfolded the letter.

After reading the entire content, his face looked solemn, as if he was thinking about something.

Take a gamble. If you win, the Zhao family will have the merit of following the dragon and will prosper; if you lose, you will be guilty of the great crime of having your property confiscated and your family exterminated.

Since this matter concerns the future of the Zhao family, Zhao Yusong should not make the decision on his own, and hurried to discuss it with his father.

General Zhao frowned. The emperor had already disliked Prince Jing at this moment, but their family had always stood on Prince Jing's side. It would not be good for them if the second prince ascended to the throne.

Do you want to risk your family's future and give Prince Jing a try?

After thinking for a long time, General Zhao decided to help Prince Jing. Otherwise, when the second prince came to the throne, he would have no place in the court.

But Zhao Yusong was still a little hesitant. After all, failure would be a serious crime.

Seeing his son still hesitating, General Zhao snorted coldly, "Don't you like the girl from the Zuo family who came back? Now that she has been married to the second prince by the emperor, I'm afraid there is no possibility between you and her."

"Father!" When Zhao Yusong talked about this, his heart began to ache, and he seemed to be in a state of low pressure.

"Hmph. If Prince Jing can succeed, the Second Prince will surely die. When Prince Jing becomes the emperor, you can go and ask him to give the young lady from the Zuo family to you." General Zhao knew what his son was thinking.

Zhao Yusong's wavering heart finally made up his mind.

He thought to himself, Lingruo, you are mine.

In the past few months, Prince Jing has been behaving very honestly, as if he has truly accepted his fate.

Seeing his son like this, the emperor finally softened his heart and allowed Prince Jing, who was supposed to be under house arrest on New Year's Eve, to attend the annual banquet.

But this New Year's banquet is destined to be unpeaceful.

As the future Second Prince's consort, Zuo Lingruo must of course go as well.

But she knew what was going to happen tonight, so she secretly sent a message to the Prime Minister's daughter, asking her to claim illness or stay away.

As the lights came on, ministers and royal relatives drank and chatted happily, and the sound of stringed instruments was heard everywhere.

But during the banquet, the sound of clashing weapons suddenly came from outside, and the sounds of fighting and wailing spread into the hall.

"Your Highness, it's bad, Your Highness, Prince Jing has rebelled!" There were blood stains on the guard's clothes, and for a moment, there was chaos in the palace.

"Where are the officials in charge of security? Are they all good-for-nothings?" the emperor was furious.

"Your Majesty, General Zhao has also rebelled and is helping Prince Jing..." Before the eunuch could finish his words, Prince Jing, who was holding a knife, chopped off his head.

Everyone was horrified. Some quick-witted officials knew that things were going to change, and they wanted to stay away from it so that they would not be affected by the storm.

"My royal father, you have come to this day!" Prince Jing laughed wildly.

"Cheng'er, what are you going to do? Does your mother know that you are so rebellious?" The emperor looked at his knife and his tone softened. He tried to use Concubine De to dissuade Prince Jing from his idea.

"Hahahahahahaha, my mother naturally knows about this, otherwise she wouldn't have come tonight. Father, don't you think that if you let me go to the fiefdom, my mother will have no complaints?"

He pointed his knife at the emperor, while the soldiers restrained the ministers and their families.

"If you are sensible, father, you'd better pass the throne to me, and I can still spare your life."

"Rebellious son! Won't you be shamed by the people of the world? Aren't you afraid of what will be recorded in history books?" The emperor was old and in poor health, and he was gasping for breath.

"History books? They are all written by the victors. When I become emperor, there will be many historians willing to glorify this matter for me." Prince Jing said with disdain.

The emperor had no choice but to be forced into the imperial study, where he kept the imperial seal.

Prince Jing was holding a knife, and was followed by several assassins.

"You guys go out first." Prince Jing said.

"Yes." The assassins retreated.

The emperor tremblingly took out the imperial edict, which stated that the throne would be passed to Prince Jing, but the imperial seal had not yet been stamped on it.

"Take the seal quickly. You'd better not play any tricks," he threatened.

When Prince Jing thought about ascending the throne and being above everyone else, he became elated.

Hearing his threat, the emperor was so angry that his hands were shaking. He could never have imagined that Prince Jing, whom he loved so much, would be so ambitious.

He moved slowly and touched a few mechanisms in the room. The sound of mechanisms turning was heard in the room, and the box containing the jade seal came out.

The emperor was unwilling to give in, and his hands holding the imperial seal were shaking.

Prince Jing couldn't bear to see that he was so slow. He thought that as long as the seal was put on, the throne would be his, so he immediately tried to snatch the seal.

At this moment, there was a noisy noise outside the door. The imperial study was opened, and the Second Prince's men quickly controlled Prince Jing, who was hollowed out by alcohol and sex.

The knife on Prince Jing fell to the ground.

The second prince, along with a group of soldiers, captured the rebels.

"Father, I'm late." Si Linxuan waved his hand, and his men took Prince Jing away.

"It's not too late. As expected, Xuan'er is my good son—" Before he could finish his words, his chest was pierced.

That is Prince Jing's sword.

The emperor's eyes were full of disbelief, "Father, you don't think I'm here to save you, do you?"

He pulled out the knife, and bright red blood spilled all over the ground.

"The revenge for my mother and my in-laws, do you really think, father, that I, your son, don't take it to heart?" His black eyes were full of indifference as he looked down at the fallen old emperor.

"You..." The emperor spat out blood and tried his best to say something else.

"That idiot Prince Jing led his troops to attack the palace so easily. Didn't you ever wonder why he did it so easily?"

Hearing Si Linxuan's words, the emperor opened his eyes wide and died with his eyes open.

He wiped the blood off his hands. He had to go find Lingruo later, and he couldn't let her see the blood. What if she was scared?

He walked to the desk and took out the things in the mechanism. Sure enough, the emperor had hidden two imperial edicts of succession, one to Prince Jing and the other to him.

The candlelight flickered, and the silk imperial edict that passed the throne to Prince Jing was soon swallowed up by the flames.

After tonight, everyone knows that Prince Jing's rebellion failed and he was captured by the Second Prince, and the Emperor was killed by the rebellious Prince Jing. Fortunately, Prince Jing did not succeed, and the Emperor passed the throne to the Second Prince before his death.

The capital city is about to change.