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Murong Xuanyi nodded slightly, and after thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "Once his father's injustice is redressed, he can legitimately take back the military power in the northwest." His tone was firm.

Emperor Kang Ren was also tossing and turning in the Yangxin Palace, weighing Murong Xuanyi's proposal in his mind. He was unwilling to abdicate and hand over the throne to someone else, but he was also really afraid that Murong Xuanyi would really take action against those princes.

After reviewing the memorials in the Imperial Study, Murong Xuanyi came to the Yangxin Palace. Emperor Kang Ren was in good spirits today. When he saw Murong Xuanyi while sitting at the desk, his heart tightened and he turned his head to the side.

Seeing this, Murong Xuanyi remained calm and said slowly: "Father, the three days are up, I wonder what you think?

Emperor Kang Ren's body stiffened slightly, and he was silent for a long while before he slowly turned his head. His eyes revealed a complexity of unwillingness, helplessness, and a barely perceptible fear.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Humph, I'm still thinking about it. Don't push me too much. The succession of the throne is not something that can be decided so hastily."

Murong Xuanyi frowned slightly, took out the divorce letter and divorce letter from his arms and placed them in front of Emperor Kang Ren, his tone still calm: "Don't worry, we will do it one by one, divorce or divorce, which one do you choose."

Emperor Kang Rend slammed the table with a loud bang, shaking the teacups on the table, causing some tea to splash out and fall onto the table.

"You rebellious son!" Emperor Kang Ren was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Murong Xuanyi and his lips trembled. "How dare you humiliate me like this."

Murong Xuanyi ignored him and said, "Father, if you insist on not signing this divorce letter, then I will have no other choice but to divorce you in your mother's name and then announce it to the world." After saying that, he was ready to reach out for the divorce letter.

When Emperor Kang Ren saw this, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that Murong Xuanyi would keep his word. Once he really announced it to the world, his face would be completely lost.

He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said slowly: "Xuan Yi, your mother...she is no longer alive. If you do this, won't it make it difficult for her soul in heaven to rest in peace?"

Murong Xuanyi's eyes flashed with pain when he heard this, but he quickly regained his composure. He said coldly, "Choose one of the two!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Kang Ren's face turned even paler. His lips trembled as he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't.

Finally, Emperor Kang Ren, as if he had used up all his strength, slowly picked up the pen, his hand still shaking, and wrote his name on the divorce paper. Every stroke was extremely difficult, as if it was not just a few simple words, but the giving up of his half-life's glory and power.

After writing his name, he picked up the seal tremblingly, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stamped it down with force with all his strength.

As the seal fell, he became the only emperor in the world to be divorced.

Seeing this, Murong Xuanyi was also excited for his mother. His mother could finally leave the place that had imprisoned her for her entire life.

Murong Xuanyi took the divorce letter, folded it carefully, and put it in his arms, as if it was the most important thing in his life.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Emperor Kang Ren, his eyes showing both indifference and relief: "From now on, my mother and you will have nothing to do with each other. I will move my mother out of the royal mausoleum when the time is right."

Emperor Kang Ren had a complicated expression. He looked at Murong Xuanyi with mixed feelings in his heart. Once upon a time, they were also a close father and son. What made them drift apart?

"Xuan Yi, you...are you really going to be so decisive?" There was a hint of pleading in Emperor Kang Ren's voice.

Murong Xuanyi was unmoved, and took two more pieces of paper and placed them in front of him and said coldly: "My grandfather and General Song's letters of redress."

Emperor Kang Ren looked at the white paper in front of him, with a trace of struggle and unwillingness in his eyes. He knew very well that once he signed these two papers, it would mean that he had to admit his past mistakes and vindicate Murong Xuanyi's grandfather and General Song. This was not only a denial of his past decisions, but also a great damage to his reputation as an emperor.

But facing Murong Xuanyi's firm and indifferent eyes, Emperor Kang Ren knew that he had no choice. With trembling hands, he picked up the pen, and wrote every stroke with unusual heaviness, as if he was bidding a final farewell to his past.

After Emperor Kang Ren signed the two letters of redress with great difficulty, the pen in his hand fell to the ground with a "click". He seemed to have been drained of all his strength in an instant, and slumped down on the dragon throne with a hollow and lonely look in his eyes.

Murong Xuanyi expressionlessly took the seal and stamped it, then put away the book of redress. He looked at Emperor Kang Ren with no emotion in his eyes, and said calmly:

"Father, you should have done this long ago. Those injustices should not have existed. Your stubbornness back then caused so many loyal people to be resentful and so many families to be broken up."

Emperor Kang Ren opened his mouth and wanted to say something in rebuttal, but his throat seemed to be choked by something and he couldn't make a sound.

He knew that at this point, no matter what he said, it would seem so powerless. The mistakes he had made in the past would eventually have to be paid for with this compromise.

Finally, Murong Xuanyi drew a blank piece of paper and said in front of Emperor Kang Ren: "Abdication edict."

When Emperor Kang Ren heard the words "abdication edict", his eyes widened with disbelief and despair. He never imagined that Murong Xuanyi would actually pull him down from the throne completely.

"Xuan Yi, you...you..., I am your father after all. By doing this, you are making me bear eternal infamy!" Emperor Kang Ren's voice became hoarse, with a last hint of pleading.

Murong Xuanyi, however, had a stern expression, not moved at all. "Father, during the years you have been in power, the government has been in chaos, loyal and good people have been wronged, and the people have not lived in peace. Now the world needs a monarch who can truly care about the people and lead Daxia to prosperity."

Emperor Kang Ren still wanted to struggle and wanted to stand up to grab the blank paper, but Murong Xuanyi just raised his hand lightly, and a guard came out from the dark and blocked Emperor Kang Ren's way.

"Father, please don't do useless things anymore. I don't want to use too harsh means and hurt the last bit of our friendship." Although Murong Xuanyi's words were plain, they hit Emperor Kang Ren's heart like a heavy hammer.

Emperor Kang Ren's face had turned extremely pale. He looked at the blank paper, as if he saw the kingdom and power he was about to lose. His fingers trembled slightly, but he did not drop them.

Seeing this, Murong Xuanyi did not urge him, but just waited quietly. He knew that this moment was undoubtedly difficult for Emperor Kang Ren.

Finally, after a long silence, Emperor Kang Ren looked at the blank paper, his hands trembling more and more violently. He knew that he had no way out this time.

But asking him to write the abdication letter with his own hands would be like throwing away all his life's hard work and the supreme honor with his own hands. Every time he thought of this, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

After a long while, Emperor Kang Ren seemed to have accepted his fate. He slowly raised his hand and tremblingly wrote the four characters "Abdication" on the paper. With each stroke, his face became paler, as if he was using his life as the price to write these four heavy words.

Every time he wrote a word, it seemed as if he had used up all his strength. Although he was unwilling, he was able to clearly present the content of the abdication edict.

"I, Emperor Kang Ren, feel that I am old and have made many mistakes during my reign. For the sake of the people of the world, I voluntarily abdicate and pass the throne to..."

Emperor Kang Ren paused for a moment, his eyes filled with a complicated expression, and then he continued, "I pass the throne to the tenth prince Murong Xuanzhou. I hope that the new emperor will work diligently to govern the country, protect the stability of our country, and ensure the well-being of our people..."

After writing the last word, Emperor Kang Ren looked like he had aged by ten years, his face full of fatigue and loneliness. He threw down his pen and closed his eyes, unwilling to look at the abdication edict again.

Murong Xuanyi walked forward, picked up the abdication edict, looked at it carefully, stamped it with the seal after confirming that it was correct, and gently folded it and put it in his arms.

"Father, rest assured, I will make the world a new place under the governance of the new ruler. You can just be the emperor and enjoy your old age."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Kang Ren was slightly shocked. He lowered his head and said no more words, but his eyes still revealed a hint of unwillingness and helplessness.

Murong Xuanyi said no more, he turned around and prepared to leave. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his back to Emperor Kang Ren and said, "Father, please take care of yourself."

After saying that, he strode out of the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, leaving Emperor Kang Ren alone sitting in the empty Palace of Tranquil Longevity, looking at Murong Xuanyi's back, his heart filled with loneliness and desolation.

He turned and left, leaving Emperor Kang Ren alone in the Palace of Tranquil Longevity. The past glory and the present desolation intertwined, making him fall into endless sorrow.

Emperor Kang Ren sat quietly in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. It was so quiet that the only sound he could hear was his own heavy breathing. In the past, this place was bustling with people coming and going, ministers reporting on affairs, palace maids serving, and the majesty and bustle of the royal family was evident everywhere. But now, he was the only one left, with a heart full of sadness.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the furnishings in the hall that he once was very familiar with, the dragon throne, the desk, each of which carried his past glory, but now, everything had left him.

He thought of the ambition he had when he first ascended the throne, and wanted to make the country more prosperous in his hands. However, he made one wrong step after another, and eventually ended up in this situation today.

After Murong Xuanyi hurried back to Prince Jing's Mansion, he walked straight to the ancestral hall. When he stepped into the solemn and dignified ancestral hall, the air around him seemed to become solemn. He took slightly heavy steps and slowly came to his mother's tablet with a solemn and pious look, then slowly bent his knees and knelt down respectfully.

He carefully took out the hard-earned divorce certificate from his arms, and gently placed it on the altar as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.

"Mother, I have helped you to reconcile with him. You can finally get rid of the shackles that have bound you for your whole life and have nothing to do with him anymore." Murong Xuanyi's voice was slightly choked, his eyes were full of longing and heartache for his mother, and his cold face in the past was now full of tenderness. "From now on, you can rest assured that the grievances of my grandfather and my uncle's family have finally been cleared. I promise you that I will take good care of them for the rest of my life and will never let them suffer any more. If you are still in heaven, don't worry."

Xixi, who was following behind, could no longer suppress her emotions after hearing these words. Tears welled up in her eyes and her body trembled slightly because of crying. She thought of her young lady's rough life and the hardships she had suffered. Now she could finally be free. She was relieved and felt sorry for her young lady. Her crying echoed in the ancestral hall, as if she was telling her young lady how difficult it had been over the years.

Upon seeing this, Murong Xuanyi quickly reached out his hand, gently hugged Yuxi, patted her back, and said softly: "Don't cry, Mammy. If mother knew about this, she would be heartbroken to see you so sad. This is a happy event for mother, and it can be regarded as fulfilling one of her wishes. We must be well too." His voice was filled with soothing power, trying to calm Yuxi's grief.

After hearing what Murong Xuanyi said, Yuxi gradually stopped crying, wiped the tears from her eyes with a handkerchief, and looked at Murong Xuanyi. "Your Highness is right, we have to be fine too, but I feel sad when I think of what happened to the young lady before she died."

Murong Xuanyi's eyes fell on the divorce agreement again, and he said firmly, "Mammy, when grandpa arrives in the capital, I will move mother's grave back to Jiangnan and rebury her by the West Lake, so that mother's soul can rest in peace on the land she loved so much during her lifetime."

When Yuxi heard this, her eyes suddenly sparkled with surprise. She asked in disbelief, "Your Highness, is this true? If the young lady were still alive, she would be delighted to know about this."