Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

He originally planned to marry his daughter to Zhang Ling in order to consolidate his power.

Now Zhang Ling wanted to make a palace maid of humble origin his queen, which made him feel greatly insulted.

"Zhang Ling, you little bastard, how dare you go against me!" Prime Minister Zhao roared, "I will make you pay the price!"

He immediately sent people to arrest Xiaohuan and threw her into prison on false charges.

Zhang Ling was extremely anxious when he learned that Xiaohuan was arrested.

He immediately rushed to the prison to rescue Xiaohuan.

However, he was stopped by Prime Minister Zhao's guards.

"Your Highness, no one is allowed to enter the Sky Prison without the Prime Minister's order." said the guard.

"Get out of here!" Zhang Ling roared, "I want to see Xiao Huan!"

"Your Highness, please don't embarrass us." The guard said, "We are just following orders."

Zhang Ling knew that forcing his way in would not work.

He had to think of something else.

He turned and left the prison, his heart filled with anger and helplessness.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the "Tears of the Moon Goddess".

"Maybe it can help me." Zhang Ling thought.

He immediately returned to his bedroom, took out the "Tears of the Moon Goddess", and tried to inject his true energy into it again.

This time, the gem finally responded.

The gem emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire bedroom.

A powerful force surged out of the gem and entered Zhang Ling's body.

Zhang Ling felt that his body was full of strength, as if he had infinite energy.

"Is this the power of 'Tears of the Moon Goddess'?" Zhang Ling thought to himself.

He felt that he could destroy everything now, even Prime Minister Zhao!

He clenched his fists, his eyes full of confidence and determination.

"Prime Minister Zhao, your death has come!"

Zhang Ling felt dizzy, and the world in front of him was spinning. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar place. The place was magnificent with carved beams and painted buildings, and the air was filled with the smell of sandalwood. He was lying on a soft brocade couch, covered with silk bedding.

"Your Highness, you're awake!" A clear female voice sounded in his ears.

Zhang Ling turned his head and saw a girl in palace dress standing beside the bed, looking at him with concern. The girl had delicate features, fair skin, and a pair of big eyes full of worry.

"You are...?" Zhang Ling asked puzzledly.

"Your Highness, don't you remember me? My name is Xiaohuan!" the girl said anxiously.

Xiao Huan? Zhang Ling tried to recall, and some vague fragments emerged in his mind. He vaguely remembered that he and Xiao Huan entered the Moon Temple together, and then...

"Tears of the Moon Goddess..." Zhang Ling murmured to himself.

"Your Highness, what did you say?" Xiaohuan didn't hear clearly.

Zhang Ling shook his head and struggled to sit up. "Where is this?"

"Your Highness, this is your bedroom!" Xiaohuan hurriedly supported him.

Palace? Zhang Ling looked around, the luxurious furnishings made him feel unreal. He clearly remembered that he was in the Moon Temple, how come he was back to the palace in the blink of an eye?

"How long have I been unconscious?" Zhang Ling asked.

"It's been three days and three nights." Xiao Huan replied, "The imperial physician said that you were overtired and frightened, so you fell into a coma."

Too tired? Frightened? Zhang Ling sneered in his heart. He was clearly injured by the corpse, and he still remembered the strange black smoke...

"Xiao Huan, Moon Temple..." Zhang Ling was about to ask something when he suddenly felt a severe headache.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Xiaohuan hurried forward to support him.

Zhang Ling covered his head in pain, feeling like something in his mind was about to explode.

"Ah——" He couldn't help but let out a scream.

Xiao Huan turned pale with fear and quickly shouted, "Someone come! Call the imperial physician!"

Soon, the imperial physician arrived and treated Zhang Ling.

"Your Highness, your heart is too hot, and your old injury has relapsed, so you have a splitting headache." The imperial physician stroked his beard and said, "I will prescribe a prescription right away. Your Highness, take it and have a good rest. You will recover in a few days."

Zhang Ling was lying on the bed, listening to the conversation between the imperial physician and Xiao Huan, but his heart was full of doubts. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

In the next few days, Zhang Ling stayed in the palace to recuperate. He found that his physical injuries had indeed healed, but there were some strange memories in his mind.

These memories were disorganized, like fragments, and could not be pieced together into a complete picture. But he was sure that these memories did not belong to him.

One memory fragment was particularly clear. He saw a man standing on a high platform and announcing to the crowd: "From today on, I am the emperor of this country!"

Emperor? Zhang Ling was shocked. Could it be...

He sat up suddenly, grabbed Xiaohuan's hand, and asked anxiously: "Xiaohuan, what year is it now?"

Xiao Huan was startled by his sudden action and was stunned for a moment before answering: "Your Highness, it is now the tenth year of Tianqi."

Tianqi? Zhang Ling searched for this era name in his mind, but found nothing. He had never heard of this dynasty.

"Which country is this?" Zhang Ling asked again.

"Your Highness, this is Tiansheng Country!" Xiao Huan was even more confused. What happened to Your Highness? How could he forget even these most basic things?

Tiansheng Kingdom? Zhang Ling was completely confused. He clearly remembered that he lived on Earth in the 21st century, so how come he came to a strange dynasty and a strange country in the blink of an eye?

Could it be... that I traveled through time?

Once this thought came to mind, it could not be shaken off. Combined with the strange memories in his mind, Zhang Ling had to accept this absurd reality.

He traveled through time and space to a fictional dynasty called Tiansheng, and became the prince of that country.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Xiaohuan looked at him worriedly.

Zhang Ling took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Now that things had come to this point, panicking would be useless. He had to first figure out his current situation, and then find a way to return to his original world.

"I'm fine." Zhang Ling said calmly, "I just had a nightmare."

"That's good." Xiao Huan breathed a sigh of relief, "Your Highness, are you hungry? I'll serve you food right away."

Zhang Ling nodded, looked at Xiaohuan's departing back, and fell into deep thought.

He realized that traveling to this world might not be accidental. The Tears of the Moon Goddess, the mysterious black smoke, and the strange memories in his mind...all of these seemed to indicate something.

He had a premonition that he came to this world to fulfill a mission.

And this mission is likely to be related to revenge...

At this moment, a shrill voice came from outside the door: "The Queen has arrived——"

Zhang Ling and Xiao Huan returned to the palace. Before Zhang Ling could recover from the shock, they were stopped by the commander of the imperial guards who had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Highness, the Queen Mother invites you." The commander had a blank expression on his face and spoke in a cold tone.

Zhang Ling's heart sank. He knew that this trip to the Moon Temple might have attracted the attention of the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother, the biological mother of the current emperor, has been ruling the country from behind the scenes for many years. She is powerful and ruthless, and is the biggest obstacle on Zhang Ling's road to revenge.

Zhang Ling took a deep breath, tried to keep himself calm, and said, "Lead the way."

The Queen Mother's bedroom is magnificent and filled with fragrance.

The Queen Mother leaned on the phoenix couch, playing with a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, her eyelids slightly raised, her eyes as sharp as a knife.

"I heard that Your Highness went to the Moon Temple?"

"Yes." Zhang Ling answered respectfully.

"I heard that His Highness found the 'Tears of the Moon Goddess'?" There was no emotion in the Queen Mother's voice.

Zhang Ling's heart tightened, he knew that the Queen Mother already knew everything.

He took out the "Tears of the Moon Goddess" from his bosom, presented it with both hands, and said: "I have fulfilled my mission and have retrieved the 'Tears of the Moon Goddess'."

The Queen Mother took the gem, looked at it carefully, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Your Highness, you have worked hard. Go down and rest."

Zhang Ling felt as if he had been pardoned and bowed and left.

After returning to his bedroom, Zhang Ling immediately summoned his confidants to discuss countermeasures.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid the Queen Mother's move is not well-intentioned," the confidant said worriedly.

Zhang Ling nodded and said, "I know she won't let me go easily."

"Then what should we do?"

Zhang Ling's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said, "Since she wants to play, then we will play with her to the end!"

In the next few days, Zhang Ling pretended as if nothing had happened, but secretly began to make active preparations, recruit troops and accumulate strength.

He knew that a head-on confrontation with the Queen Mother would be like hitting a rock with an egg. He had to wait for the right opportunity and find the Queen Mother's weakness before he could win with one blow.

At the same time, the Queen Mother was secretly observing Zhang Ling's every move.

She knew that Zhang Ling would not give up, but she was not worried. She held absolute power in her hands, and Zhang Ling was nothing to be afraid of.

What she had to do was to wait for Zhang Ling to reveal a flaw and then eliminate him completely.

In the palace, undercurrents are surging, and a bloody storm is about to come.

One day, Zhang Ling was reading in the study when he suddenly heard a hurried knock on the door.

"Your Highness, something bad has happened! Miss Xiaohuan has been captured by the Queen Mother!"

Zhang Ling stood up suddenly, his face looking terribly gloomy.

Xiaohuan is a maid who grew up with him. She is loyal to him and they are like a sister to each other.

The Queen Mother's capture of Xiaohuan was undoubtedly a declaration of war on him!

"How ridiculous!" Zhang Ling roared, "What does she want to do!"

"The Queen Mother said that Miss Xiaohuan has hidden forbidden items and must be strictly interrogated."

Zhang Ling knew that this was a frame-up by the Queen Mother and it was impossible for Xiaohuan to hide the forbidden items.

He must rescue Xiaohuan!

Zhang Ling immediately led his men to the Queen Mother's bedroom.

"Queen Dowager, why did you arrest Xiaohuan?" Zhang Ling asked angrily.

The Queen Mother sneered and said, "Your Highness, I am only following the rules. Xiaohuan has hidden forbidden items, and the evidence is solid. I have no choice but to arrest her."

"What nonsense!" Zhang Ling said angrily, "Xiao Huan didn't hide any forbidden items at all, you are framing her!"

"Your Highness, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. How could I do such a thing?" The Queen Mother still looked calm and composed.

Zhang Ling knew that it was useless to reason with the Queen Mother, and he had to resolve the problem with force.

"Come here, take Xiaohuan away!" Zhang Ling gave an order, and the guards behind him immediately rushed forward.

"How dare you!" the Queen Mother shouted angrily, "Who dares to touch my people?"

The guards around the Queen Mother also drew their weapons and confronted Zhang Ling's guards.

A melee broke out.

Just then, there was a sudden commotion outside the bedroom.

"Report! The Prime Minister wants to see you!"

The Prime Minister is the Queen Mother's confidant and an important figure in the court.

His arrival made the situation even more confusing.

The Prime Minister walked into the bedroom, bowed to the Queen Mother, then turned to Zhang Ling and said, "Your Highness, the Queen Mother just wanted to ask Miss Xiaohuan a few questions, and she has no ill intentions. Why is Your Highness so angry?"