As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

"Swish! Snap!" With a sound of arrow flying, a fierce arrow whistled towards King Rong!

Prince Rong's soldier rushed over to block the arrow for Prince Rong, and then fell aside.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the King of the South are here!" someone shouted loudly.

The sound of horse hooves was heard, and the dust dyed red was shaking. Prince Rong gazed deeply at the prince riding on the horse and smiled sadly. Well, it's time to wake up from the dream!

Prince Rong rushed towards Ning Rusong with a knife in a frenzy, and said, "Let him die happily! He has had enough of his life anyway!"

Ning Rushong dismounted from his horse, sword in hand. His handsome and elegant face revealed a frightening murderous aura. The Southern King sat upright on his brown horse, feeling puzzled. Tsk, the prince seemed quite angry today.

"Ah!!" The swords collided, making a clanging sound. After just a few rounds, one of King Rong's arms was cut off! He was forced to kneel on the ground, looking at his broken arm, and screamed, "Ning Rusong! Kill me!"

This was the first time he called Ning Rushong by his name. Even though he was his royal brother, he could only bend his back in humility for the rest of his life. Even if he did not rebel now, when the prince ascended the throne one day, he would be the first one to be killed!

When Prince Rong's subordinates and the remnants of the Pan family saw that their leader had been captured, they no longer had any chance of winning, so they dropped their swords and knelt on the ground, hoping to save their lives.

The sword in Ning Rusong's hand drooped naturally, dripping with sticky blood. Between his brows was a cold murderous intent. He raised his hand and patted Prince Rong's face with the tip of the sword, "Lowly bastard."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's actions were contemptuous and humiliating, his downcast eyes were gloomy and cruel, and the soldiers of the Crown Prince's lineage also laughed.

"Haha, he's just a bastard, yet he dares to covet the throne, how despicable!" Prince Nan grinned, his words were even more vulgar, he disliked Prince Rong even more than the Crown Prince. It can be said that every member of the He family hates Prince Rong, Prince Rong was born at the expense of the He family's reputation.

"Yes, bastard!"

"Isn't it? With such a small number of troops, you still dream of turning the tables."

The generals echoed the Crown Prince and the Prince of the South. Even if Prince Rong was a bastard, he was still a legitimate prince. In the past, they would never dare to speak so rudely to him. But now, Prince Rong was just a defeated dog. It was unknown whether he could save his life.

It was the word "bastard" that made Prince Rong feel suffocated for the first half of his life. He was probably crazy. He stared at Ning Rusong blankly, and then struggled to get up. "Is this something I can decide?! You, the noble legitimate son, are born superior to others. Why? That bitch Queen He tampered with my mother's childbirth and caused her to die of hemorrhage. If my mother were still alive, would you be able to sit firmly on the throne of the crown prince?!"

Everyone knew that the emperor doted on Concubine Yue. If she had lived, the emperor would not have indulged in Taoism, would not have delegated power so arbitrarily, and allowed the He family to become as glorious as it is today, and Prince Rong might not have trampled the crown prince under his feet one day.

"Uncle, you take care of it. Just spare his life. He will be of great use." Ning Rushong's expression remained unchanged. He jumped on the horse, holding the reins, and walked around the ground. Prince Rong was leading a team of soldiers into the palace, his silver armor covered in blood.

It would be good enough to save his life. King Nan showed a bloodthirsty smile, dismounted, walked a few steps to King Rong, grabbed his throat with one hand, tightened it suddenly, looked at his face which was gradually turning blue and purple in a playful manner, then threw him to the ground on the other side, raising a cloud of dust!

"Cough, cough, cough!" Prince Rong covered his throat with one cautious hand, tears streaming down his face. His instinct for survival made him breathe heavily.

"Ugh!" Prince Nan kicked Prince Rong in the abdomen, causing him to spit out blood.

The Southern King moved his feet and slowly crushed him, finally stepping on his face, and said calmly, "Sister really didn't do anything. If she had been cruel at that time, you and your mother would have no chance of survival."

A general clasped his fists and asked, "Your Highness, Prince Nan, what should we do with Prince Rong's surrendered soldiers?"

King Nan glanced at the soldiers who were kneeling on the ground and cowering in fear, sneered, and said casually, "Kill them all."

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The palace was in chaos, and the palace servants fled in all directions. Only when they saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did they calm down and kneel on the palace road, "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Ning Rushong rode a horse and led the army straight to Guangming Palace. The air was filled with murderous aura. It did not seem like they were going to rescue the emperor, but rather to kill him.

Guangming Palace was still as deserted as usual, with not many people around. Emperor Jingmu sat cross-legged, flipping through a Taoist scripture in his hands, reciting softly with a calm and cold voice.

Empress He was sitting at the lower right, gazing at him, and Liu Lin, the chief eunuch of Guangming Palace, respectfully presented her with a cup of hot tea.

"Boom!"

The gate of Guangming Palace was pushed open by the soldiers, and they retreated to the sides. The prince stepped into Guangming Palace step by step, slowly raising the sword in his hand, and his tone was sharp.

"Prince Rong intends to rebel and kill my father! Unfortunately, my father has passed away, which is a great sorrow for the Dayun Dynasty!"

Prince Nan arrived shortly after and threw the half-dead Prince Rong to the ground not far from Emperor Jingmu. "The traitor Prince Rong has been arrested by the Crown Prince!"

Emperor Jingmu stopped chanting, and Empress He calmly put the cup in her hand aside. They both thought about the current situation. There could not be a more plausible reason than this one. All the blame would be borne by Prince Rong, and the prince would ascend the throne without any stain.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" Liu Lin was the one who reacted the most. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the crown prince desperately, "Your Highness, His Majesty is your father! Why do you have to be so cruel!"

"Liu Lin, step back." Emperor Jingmu reverently placed the Taoist scripture in front of the statue, then turned to face Ning Rusong, his eyes dropped to Prince Rong lying on the ground, and he sighed, "Stupid."

Although he still had that calm and dignified look, one could tell at a glance that he treated Prince Rong differently.

"I can abdicate, and you will be the legitimate emperor." Emperor Jingmu raised his eyes to look at Ning Rusong, his gaze naturally stopped at the red mark on his cheek, and then moved away, "Imprison Prince Rong in the imperial mausoleum and spare his life. He has never posed any threat to you. He is just a fool."

Prince Rong was already awake, crying softly, "Father, Father."

He dared to rebel at the cost of his life because he knew that Emperor Jingmu would do everything he could to protect him no matter what, as he was the only bloodline left by the Royal Concubine Yue.

"Okay." Ning Rushong agreed with a cold tone.

The blade of the sword was facing outwards, with the tip of the sword pointing at Emperor Jingmu. He thought that this drama of deep love between father and son was really disgusting!

"One life for another, may your Majesty depart in peace." Ning Rushong was about to take action when he was stopped by Queen He.

"I will take him back to the He family for custody. From today on, there will no longer be Emperor Jingmu, and he will be just an ordinary attendant." Empress He spoke anxiously, fearing that Ning Rusong would act rashly.

King Nan crossed his arms and spat, "You will never forget the pain. Sooner or later, he will play you to death!"

A person like Emperor Jingmu should be killed if possible. Leaving him alone will only cause trouble. There is no guarantee that he will make a comeback one day. Who can expect him to show mercy then?

Empress He lifted her skirt and knelt down, "My prince, my brother, I only ask this one thing of you."

Prince Nan couldn't bear to watch, and grabbed Empress He's arm, frowning, full of savagery, "Get up right there! It was because you knelt down for him that father agreed to let you enter the palace. What did you get? Now you kneel down for him again, sister, are you so spineless for him!"