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Chu Ziyu looked at the hand extended by the other party, his face pale, his eyes flickering violently, as if he had received a huge shock, and his body trembled slightly.

(The insect... My husband is fake...)

These words were like heavy hammers, hammering hard at his consciousness.

(Boss, are you leaving?)

(Of course I have to go. Let them "successfully" take me out for a while, and then wait for Xiao An to take me away. Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it.)

(Boss, be careful of getting locked up.)

(Tsk.)

"You...what you said is true? He...he really..."

"It is absolutely true, Your Majesty!"

The eunuch said anxiously.

Chu Ziyu seemed to have finally made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and weakly stood up: "Okay... I'll go with you..."

When Lin Ci'an hurried to the outside of Xuanzheng Hall, he saw a group of relatives and court officials headed by Liu Chen and Prince An kneeling on the ground, all of them looking worried about the country and the people and heartbroken.

Several old censors even unbuttoned their official robes, revealing the white clothes underneath, as if they were ready to die to prove their determination.

"Lord Regent! How is His Majesty's health? Why has he refused to allow us to visit him for so long?"

"A country cannot be without a ruler for a single day! If Your Majesty is truly unwell, you should appoint a crown prince as soon as possible to reassure the people!"

"Your Highness is trying to stop this. Could it be true, as the rumors spread... that His Majesty has met with an unexpected disaster?!"

Liu Chen knelt at the front, his voice was sorrowful, and every word hit the nail on the head, trying to stir up more people's emotions.

If it were an ordinary day, Lin Ci'an might still be in the mood to deal with them for a few words and slowly close the net.

But at this moment, he only felt that the faces of these people in front of him were extremely noisy and hateful.

He didn't even bother to play along with these people and spoke directly in a cold voice. His voice was not loud, but it clearly overwhelmed all the noise:

"Your Majesty simply needs to rest. Are you all gathering here and making a lot of noise because you think your heads are too comfortable on your necks?"

The cold gaze swept across the kneeling crowd like a substance, especially Liu Chen and Prince An who were in the lead.

"Uncle Liu, Prince An,"

His tone was stern. "I will give you one last chance. Disperse now and I will pretend nothing happened. If you continue to be stubborn..."

He didn't finish his words, but the threat in them sent a chill down the spines of all the kneeling people.

Liu Chen exchanged glances with Prince An. Although he was shocked, he thought about the arrangements in the palace and realized that the arrow was on the string and had to be fired!

Liu Chen gritted his teeth and raised his voice, "Your Highness, are you trying to silence the world's gossip? If we don't see Your Majesty today, we would rather shed blood in Xuanzheng Hall!"

"Yes! We would rather have blood spilled in the Xuanzheng Hall!" Several incited officials also shouted.

A secret guard scurried up behind him like a shadow and reported in a whisper that only the two of them could hear:

"Your Highness! Something bad has happened! There's movement in the direction of the bedroom!"

"what?!"

Lin Ci'an's brain buzzed, as if struck by a heavy hammer! All his calmness and calculations vanished at this moment!

Zi Yu!

He suddenly turned around and looked towards the bedroom, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and a panic that almost tore him apart instantly gripped him!

(They’ve fallen into a trap! Their goal was never to force the emperor to abdicate! It was Zi Yu!)

(go back!!)

Behind him, Liu Chen, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at Lin Ci'an's back as she completely lost her composure and left in a panic, and finally a cold smile of success appeared on his face.

The plan was accomplished.