Restart the Disaster of Another World

Emperor Qingde was ill, and this time the illness was severe. After just a few days, Emperor Qingde was completely unable to get out of bed. He lay in bed, drowsy, unconscious, and often talking nonsense.

Finally one day, Emperor Qingde completely fainted, and even the imperial physician said that His Majesty might not be able to hold on this time. At this moment, the personal eunuch who had been guarding Emperor Qingde conveyed an imperial decree - Emperor Qingde ordered the crown prince to be regent.

When the news came out, people had different reactions, some were happy and some were sad.

However, just when everyone thought that Emperor Qingde would never recover, Emperor Qingde unexpectedly attended the morning court that morning.

Seeing the unusually ruddy complexion on Emperor Qingde's face, all the ministers were shocked. They had served the emperor for so many years, how could they not know that Emperor Qingde now did not look like a patient at all, but more like a dying man...

Emperor Qingde dismissed the actors in the hall, then looked around, and finally stopped his gaze on the crown prince. He said slowly: "I know that I don't have much time left, so I specially summoned you all here today. I want to take care of my affairs while I am still conscious to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future. Eunuch Li, announce the decree."

"Long live!"

Hearing Emperor Qingde's words, all the ministers cried out in pain.

Eunuch Li did not dare to delay, and immediately unfolded the imperial edict in his hand, singing loudly: "Since ancient times, when the emperor ruled the world, he must respect the heaven and follow the ancestors as the first priority, and respecting the heaven and following the ancestors is all based on sincerity. The heart of utmost sincerity can connect with heaven and earth, so there is no feeling that cannot be communicated, and no wish cannot be achieved. Since I ascended the throne, I have been conscientious and have not dared to slack off, but it is difficult to defy the will of heaven, and the deadline is coming. Now I have a third son, born to Empress Xiaogong, who is smart and capable of inheriting the ancestral line. He is now enthroned as emperor. Announce it to the whole country and let everyone know. I decree this!"

"Long live my emperor."

In the hall, each of the princelings looked excited and ecstatic, but they did not dare to show their joy outwardly. They could only suppress their emotions, making their faces look a little distorted.

At this time, the eldest prince slowly stood up, with a mocking smile on his face, and sneered: "Father is really partial!"

As he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang" behind him, and a dazzling flare shot straight into the sky.

In an instant, a low buzzing sound came from afar. It was the sound of countless horse hooves trampling the ground, accompanied by shouts of killing, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

Emperor Qingde's face was gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "Evil son, how dare you rebel?"

The eldest prince sneered and responded coldly: "Father, weren't you the one who forced me to do all this?"

The eldest prince raised his lips slightly, and took steady and powerful steps, stepping onto the imperial steps one by one. Each step was heavy with momentum, as if the whole world was under his feet. Finally, he came to the dragon throne and stood firmly.

He raised his head and looked at Emperor Qingde, his eyes revealing a hint of contempt and disdain. Emperor Qingde was full of resentment and glared at the eldest prince, but the eldest prince was not afraid at all. Instead, he leaned close to Emperor Qingde's ear, lowered his voice, and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear: "And the doctor who diagnosed your pulse is also my man, otherwise why do you think you suddenly became seriously ill?"

Emperor Qingde's eyes widened, filled with shock and anger. His lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he could only roar: "You...you..." He pointed his trembling fingers at the eldest prince, his face full of pain, and his body began to shake.

"How dare you attack me!" Emperor Qingde's face turned livid, veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes flashed with rage. He pointed at the eldest prince with a trembling finger, wishing he could cut him into pieces immediately.

The eldest prince sneered, a hint of smugness flashed in his eyes, and then he shouted loudly: "Come here, kill this unfaithful and unfilial beast for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several guards in black suddenly jumped out from the corner of the hall and rushed towards the eldest prince like ghosts. They held sharp swords in their hands and had fierce looks on their faces, obviously to carry out Emperor Qingde's orders.

However, at this moment, the eldest prince shouted coldly: "Let's see who dares--"

This shout was like a thunder, resounding throughout the hall. Then, hundreds of armored guards with red cloth tied on their heads rushed out from the side hall. They held long spears, wore heavy armor, and looked majestic. These guards were well-trained and moved quickly. In an instant, they surrounded the civil and military officials in the hall. At the same time, the guards who were originally standing on both sides of the hall also drew their weapons and joined the encirclement.

Faced with the sudden change, the men in black subconsciously stopped what they were doing. They looked around and found themselves surrounded by enemies and in a very dangerous situation.

"Hahahaha!" The eldest prince laughed wildly, and his laughter echoed throughout the palace. When he had laughed enough, his eyes suddenly became cold and sharp, staring at Emperor Qingde.

Emperor Qingde looked pale, his lips trembled, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you want to do?"

The eldest prince raised his mouth with a disdainful smile, and he responded coldly: "Father, do you think your guards are faster, or my men are more powerful?"

Emperor Qingde was so angry that his face turned blue and his body kept shaking. He widened his eyes, glared at the eldest prince, and angrily asked, "How dare you threaten me?"

The eldest prince was not afraid at all. He slammed the table, stood up, and walked in front of Emperor Qingde. His eyes were full of provocation and contempt, and he said in a cold tone: "Now, I am the master here, and you are no longer the emperor."

Emperor Qingde was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at the eldest prince's nose and shouted loudly: "Rebellious son! How could you treat me like this? I am your father!"

The eldest prince laughed loudly, his laughter was filled with endless ridicule and contempt. He approached Emperor Qingde step by step, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

Emperor Qingde closed his eyes, a crystal tear slowly slid down from the corner of his eye, then he opened his eyes again, looked at the eldest prince, and said firmly: "Over the years, I have treated you well."

Hearing this, the eldest prince showed a mocking smile on his face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and responded with a smile: "That's true." However, his eyes revealed deep dissatisfaction and resentment. Then, he continued mercilessly: "But in your heart, the most important thing is always the prince!"

Emperor Qingde was silent for a moment, then he sighed heavily and shook his head slowly to deny it. But the eldest prince did not give up. He stood up and accused excitedly: "Isn't it? In your mind, only the prince is the most beloved son, and I am just an insignificant existence."

Emperor Qingde's face turned gloomy, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he tried to control his emotions and tried to keep his voice calm: "Don't talk nonsense."

The eldest prince sneered, turned around and looked around, his eyes swept across the magnificent palace, then stopped at the dragon throne, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm. When he spoke again, his tone was full of provocation and dissatisfaction: "Humph, look at this dragon throne, it represents supreme power and glory, and what about me? I can only stand here and watch you enjoy all this, but I can never touch the real core."

After hearing these words, Emperor Qingde could not help but feel a strong sense of disappointment. He had originally hoped to be able to be frank with the eldest prince and resolve their conflicts, but now it seems that the differences between them are irreconcilable. Emperor Qingde shook his head helplessly, his eyes revealing his deep disappointment in the eldest prince.

The eldest prince noticed the change in Emperor Qingde's expression. He seemed to have sensed something and had an ominous premonition in his heart. So he quickly turned his head to look outside the palace to confirm whether there were any guards coming to support him. However, to his shock, what came into his sight was not the guards he expected, but a group of soldiers dressed in eunuchs' uniforms.

At this moment, the palace door was suddenly slammed open with a dull thud. The eldest prince was startled and stepped back subconsciously. Then, the group of soldiers dressed in eunuchs' uniforms rushed into the palace. The leading officer knelt on one knee, saluted respectfully to Emperor Qingde, and said loudly: "General Jiang Lianhu, I am late to rescue you, please forgive me!"

Emperor Qingde's expression brightened instantly, and his eyes sparkled with joy. He stood up excitedly, walked quickly towards Jiang Lianhu, shook his hand tightly, and said with relief: "My dear, you came at the right time! I knew you would not let me down."

Jiang Lianhu smiled slightly, stood up, and replied respectfully: "Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty. I will do my best to protect Your Majesty's safety." After that, he turned around and his sharp eyes fell on the eldest prince.

When the eldest prince saw this scene, his face turned pale, his legs became weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground. He stared at Jiang Lianhu in horror, his eyes full of despair and helplessness.

Emperor Qingde looked at the pale-faced eldest prince in front of him. This scene seemed to bring him back to that night more than ten years ago, when he led his troops into the palace in the same way. The situation now was very similar to that year, only the method was different.

At that time, Emperor Qingde was full of vigor and vitality. He was dressed in military uniform, holding a bloody steel gun in his hand, and walked step by step to the door of the emperor's bedroom.

The eldest prince has lost his spirit and military power, but Emperor Qingde is now more powerful than before. In the past, Emperor Qingde had to suppress the enemy with force to seize the throne, but now he only needs a name to intimidate the court.

The eldest prince opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw Emperor Qingde's eagle-like sharp eyes, his whole body suddenly became stiff, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and in the end he was unable to utter a word.

Emperor Qingde glanced at the ministers in the court with a majestic gaze, and after shocking them all, he shifted his attention to the eldest prince not far away.

Eunuch Li carefully supported Emperor Qingde and slowly walked towards the eldest prince.

Emperor Qingde asked softly: "Eldest Prince, you don't look well. Are you okay?" His tone seemed concerned, but in fact it was full of threats.

The eldest prince's heart was in turmoil again, and after a long while he managed to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "Thank you for your concern, father. I am fine..."

Emperor Qingde seemed not to notice the eldest prince's embarrassment at this moment, and continued: "I am sorry to have caused you, my dear ministers, to worry."

It would have been fine if Emperor Qingde blamed the eldest prince, but Emperor Qingde didn't say a word of blame from beginning to end, which completely broke down the eldest prince's inner defenses.

He was originally prepared to completely break off relations with Emperor Qingde in front of the court officials, but Emperor Qingde did not blame him.

The hope of survival completely shattered the courage that the eldest prince had accumulated in his heart. The eldest prince forced himself to keep his back straight in front of Emperor Qingde, but he couldn't help but bend it. His eyes no longer had the firmness they had before, and he was wavering and didn't dare to look Emperor Qingde in the eye again.

He didn't know what to do, and now he had lost even the last bit of confidence.

Emperor Qingde looked at his son in front of him, his heart filled with disappointment.

Jiang Lianhu walked up to the eldest prince with a sneer, holding his sword tightly in his hand, as if he could kill him at any time. The eldest prince felt the chill emanating from Jiang Lianhu and trembled involuntarily.

Emperor Qingde frowned upon seeing this and said, "Jiang Lianhu, step back!"

Jiang Lianhu immediately responded respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty." Then, he turned to face Emperor Qingde, his eyes gleaming with determination, "However, Your Majesty, the eldest prince intends to rebel, and he should be executed!"

Emperor Qingde was silent for a moment, with a complicated look in his eyes. He sighed deeply and said helplessly: "Alas, eldest prince, I gave you a chance, but unfortunately you don't repent..."

The eldest prince stared at Emperor Qingde with his eyes wide open in disbelief, and tried to explain: "No, father, I was bewitched by a traitor!"

Emperor Qingde shook his head and said disappointedly: "It is useless to say more now. Jiang Lianhu, take the eldest prince to the prison and wait for his fate."

Jiang Lianhu accepted the order respectfully: "Yes, Your Majesty." After that, he grabbed the eldest prince by the collar and dragged him out of the hall.

The eldest prince struggled desperately and kept shouting out his injustice, but Jiang Lianhu was unmoved and dragged him out of the palace.

As the eldest prince was taken away, the palace fell into silence. Emperor Qingde slowly sat down, leaning back in his chair wearily, his eyes revealing deep fatigue and pain.

He sighed and said slowly: "Forget it, let's go back to the palace!" After that, he turned and left, leaving behind the confused eldest prince and a group of ministers who were at a loss.

Emperor Qingde's tense nerves finally relaxed completely. At this moment, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in. It seemed that he was sad, relieved and relieved. These emotions were intertwined and made him unable to describe them. Suddenly, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Father!" Xuanyuan Ting hurriedly supported him, his face full of anxiety.

"Long live!" Everyone panicked and gathered around.

There was chaos in the Qianqing Palace. The palace maids brought water and passed medicine, and the imperial physician hurried over.

After a while, Emperor Qingde was carried to lie on the bed. The crown prince stood beside the bed with a worried look on his face. Ministers and princes were kneeling on the ground beside him, and the sound of concubines crying in the side hall could be heard by his ears.

The old doctor withdrew his hand from Emperor Qingde's wrist, shook his head at the prince with a serious expression, then bowed silently and retreated.

Emperor Qingde slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy, as if he had lost his former spirit. He stared at the bed curtains above his head quietly, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. The eldest prince was right, he was indeed a failure as an emperor.

He tried to move his lips and uttered a weak voice: "Prince——"

"Father." Xuanyuan Ting stepped forward quickly, tears glistening in his eyes.

"After I leave, you must take good care of your brothers and sisters and not kill each other." Emperor Qingde spoke with difficulty, and every word seemed so laborious.

"I understand, son." Xuanyuan Ting clenched his fists and nodded heavily.

"What I feel most sorry for is your mother, who was generous and virtuous, but passed away so young. I pass the throne to you to make up for my debt to your mother." Emperor Qingde took a deep breath and continued, "I hope you can become a good emperor and live up to the expectations of our ancestors."

"I will definitely keep your teachings in mind." Xuanyuan Ting replied with tears streaming down his face and a sob.

Emperor Qingde nodded slightly, his eyes gradually softened, he smiled slightly, and closed his eyes.

"His Majesty has passed away!" The imperial physician's announcement echoed in the Qianqing Palace, and the entire palace was suddenly plunged into sorrow.