A special forces soldier traveled through time and space to become a genius of literature and martia

Murong Xuanyi straightened up and sighed softly, with a hint of fatigue in his tone. "If your father doesn't want to sign, then don't sign. At most, I can write a letter of divorce on your behalf and then announce it to the world. I think it will achieve the same effect."

When he said this, he looked at Emperor Kang Ren calmly, but beneath that calmness, there was an unquestionable firmness.

When Emperor Kang Ren heard this, his eyes widened, and he shouted in a hoarse voice, "You... you dare! You rebellious son, aren't you afraid that our ancestors will come looking for you from the underworld?"

Murong Xuanyi was not moved at all when he saw this. He frowned slightly and said calmly: "Father, you are not in good health. You should take good care of yourself first. I will give you three days to think about it carefully. I hope you can make a wise decision."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door, but when he reached the door, he stopped, as if he remembered something important. He turned slightly and said in a calm tone: "By the way, father, I have already issued an order on your behalf to take them back to the capital to spend their remaining years. You'd better announce it yourself, otherwise it will be even more embarrassing when it comes to court."

After saying this, without waiting for Emperor Kang Ren to respond, he stepped out of the palace door, leaving Emperor Kang Ren alone in the palace, either angry or helpless, shouting, "Rebellious son, rebellious son..."

Murong Xuanyi said a few words to Imperial Physician Xiao and Fu'an outside the gate of the Yangxin Palace and then left quickly.

Murong Xuanyi left the palace. The warm March sunshine shone on him, but it could not dispel the haze that had lingered in his heart for a long time. In the carriage, he kept thinking about the confrontation with Emperor Kang Ren in the palace, and a trace of bitterness flashed across his face.

On the way back home, the people were still doing their jobs on the street, laughing, fighting and scolding as usual, but Murong Xuanyi seemed to be in another world, his mind full of how to deal with the follow-up.

As soon as he stepped into the mansion, Yuxi came up to him and bowed. Seeing Murong Xuanyi's solemn expression, he didn't dare to ask more questions.

Murong Xuanyi saw Yuxi and asked, "Where is the princess?"

Yuxi replied respectfully, "The princess has returned to Yuan's residence."

Murong Xuanyi nodded, but did not follow this time.

On the other side, after returning to his mansion, Prince Shun angrily swept the teacup on the table to the ground, smashing it to pieces, and said angrily: "Murong Xuanyi, he is too arrogant. He relies on his status as regent to order us around. Humph, I will never give up."

The counselor at the side hurried forward to persuade him: "Your Highness, calm down. Murong Xuanyi is now in the limelight and holds great power. We may not get any benefit if we confront him head-on. It is better to be patient for the time being and make long-term plans. When we find the right opportunity, it will not be too late to turn the tables."

After hearing what his adviser said, Prince Shun calmed down a little, but the unwillingness in his eyes was still strong: "Then according to your opinion, what should we do? Can we just watch him cover the sky with one hand in the court and block our way?"

The counselor twisted his beard and said slowly, "Your Highness, we can secretly keep an eye on Murong Xuanyi's every move to see if he has any evidence. Also, we can contact a few more ministers who are on good terms with Your Highness and have them speak up for Your Highness in the court at the right time. We can slowly accumulate strength and then we will have no shortage of opportunities."

Prince Shun nodded slightly, thinking that what the counselor said made sense, so he ordered: "Okay, let's do as you say. I can't swallow this breath, and I must let Murong Xuanyi know that he is not the only one who has the final say in the court."

Prince Shun immediately summoned his trusted subordinates and whispered, "Go, keep a close eye on Murong Xuanyi and see what he does every day, especially which ministers he interacts closely with. Once you have any news, report back to me immediately. I want to see how long he can maintain his power as the regent."

In the palace, George Han personally led the imperial guards to patrol around the Yangxin Palace, not daring to relax his vigilance at all. He knew that this was a heavy responsibility now, and the safety of the emperor was related to the stability of the entire country. If something went wrong, he could not afford it.

At this time, a guard came to report: "Commander, I just found something strange in the corner of the palace wall when I was patrolling. I dare not act on my own, so I came to report to you."

When Han Han heard this, his face changed, and he immediately rushed over with a few people. When they arrived at the corner of the palace wall, they checked it out, but did not find any suspicious people. There were only some messy footprints on the ground, and it seemed that someone had been wandering here.

George Han frowned, secretly alert in his heart, and ordered: “Strengthen the patrol here, and don’t let go of any clues. If you find any abnormalities again, report it immediately.”

All the imperial guards responded in unison: "Yes, sir!"