A piece of Japanese incense

He felt a sudden kick in the abdomen, followed by a violent coughing fit that seemed to cough all the air out of his heart and lungs.

Feng Zhixu lay on the ground, curled up. He glared at Feng Zhiyan with eyes full of resentment: "Your father is crazy! Are you crazy too!?"

Feng Zhiyan laughed contemptuously: "You are about to die, yet you are still so arrogant!"

"Bah!" Feng Zhixu spat with disdain, his tone firm and unceremonious: "How stupid! Grandfather Emperor is high in the sky, my father is wise and powerful, you usurpers of the throne, your ambitions are clear to the sky, how can you succeed!"

Feng Zhiyan kicked Feng Zhixu hard on the knee again. Feng Zhixu screamed in pain, with an unbearable expression on his face.

Yan'er! How could you be so cruel to your brother!" The emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded her harshly.

"Father, oh father, even after all this, you are still so partial to Ah Xu!" Prince Yun said in a deep voice.

The emperor's voice was filled with deep peace and inviolable majesty: "Ren'er, your father can forgive your impulsiveness for what happened today. Just assume that you missed your father and traveled a long way to visit him. After meeting your mother, you can return to your fiefdom tomorrow."

Prince Yun suddenly laughed out loud, and the laughter echoed in the empty palace, deafening, and he could hardly breathe. "My child, did you hear me wrong? Hahaha! Forgivable? Hahaha! Father! Your son is dead! Now, I! Yuanren! am your only bloodline! I just ask you to write an edict to appoint another crown prince. Is that so difficult!"

Feng Zhixu's eyes were filled with shock. He stared at Prince Yun and said in a trembling voice, "What did you say? What only son?"

A fierce light flashed in Prince Yun's eyes. He walked in front of Feng Zhixu, a sneer appeared on his lips, and he looked down at him arrogantly, saying sarcastically: "Foolish nephew, you don't know yet! Your father, our honorable Crown Prince, was accidentally killed in the enemy's sneak attack, and the whole village suffered. Oh! And Feng Yuancheng was willing to disobey the imperial decree to marry a woman. Tsk, what was your mother's name..."

Feng Zhixu's face flushed red, like a lit firecracker that exploded in an instant, and he roared with uncontrollable anger: "Impossible! You are lying! How could my father be in trouble! You are lying!"

"The remains will be transported back to the capital soon, and you will be able to tell the truth then!"

"Ren'er, father still says the same thing, if you stop now, I will forgive you for the past."

Feng Zhixu lost control of his emotions: "Enough! I have been a prince for more than 30 years! I have read the books that Feng Yuancheng has read, and I know the scrolls that he has never read by heart! I have served in the six ministries, and I have been in trouble. What did Yuancheng do! He just hid at the border for more than ten years. How could he be so worthy! Father! Obviously, I am your eldest son!"

"This is sheer nonsense! My royal grandmother was the empress of my royal grandfather, and you are merely the son of a favored imperial concubine. After so many years of favor, do you really think you are the legitimate son?" Feng Zhixu retorted.

Feng Zhiyan kicked Feng Zhixu in the stomach again, his voice cold: "You are talking nonsense! My royal grandmother was a princess of Xiqi. If Xiqi had not been destroyed and the Yan family had not taken advantage of it, do you think your father would still be the crown prince! If the Yan family had not been able to gain power, how could my royal grandmother have retired to the position of concubine! My father was the crown prince! I should have been the crown prince since I was born!"