Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

The next morning, the winter sun penetrated the mist and shone on the glazed tiles of the Great Zhou Palace, reflecting colorful light.

The rain that had lasted for two days finally stopped, and the air was filled with a fresh scent mixed with soil and plum blossoms.

Chu Ning got up from Wu Zhao in high spirits and stretched his back which was slightly sore from the intense exercise.

Inside the bedroom, the charcoal fire had long been extinguished, but the warmth from the two people's intertwined bodies made the quilt still as warm as spring.

Chu Ning turned sideways and stared at the Queen of the Great Zhou who was still sleeping. His gaze slid from her messy black hair to her exposed snow-white shoulders, where there were still faint red marks left by his passion last night.

"She's truly the most beautiful woman in the world."

Chu Ning murmured softly, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke the waterfall-like black hair, feeling the silky touch at his fingertips.

His movements were very light, but they still woke up Wu Zhao who was in a light sleep.

Wu Zhao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her phoenix eyes that could make all men in the world fall in love with her.

Seeing that Chu Ning was still unsatisfied and wanted to fight for a few hundred rounds, she turned over lazily, pulled the quilt to her chin, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I've been struggling for several times last night. I don't have the energy anymore."

Seeing her admit defeat, Chu Ning couldn't help but curl his lips and leaned over to whisper in her ear: "Weren't you still gritting your teeth and refusing to admit defeat last night? Why are you changing now?"

His breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe, causing Wu Zhao to tremble slightly.

Wu Zhao chuckled softly and reached out to push away his handsome face that was too close: "Haven't you heard that a woman's heart is as deep as the sea?"

She propped herself up, and the quilt slipped off, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, but she didn't care about Chu Ning's burning gaze at all.

The sunlight outside the window gradually grew stronger, casting mottled light and shadows in the bedroom through the carved window lattices.

Wu Zhao squinted her eyes and looked at the sky. Suddenly, she said seriously, "I remember you said last night that you were going to see the Emperor of Chu today."

When it came to business, the lust in Chu Ning's eyes quickly faded away.

He retracted his hand, his expression becoming serious: "Yes, with such a big thing happening, of course I have to go see Father."

He got up from the bed and stepped barefoot on the animal-skin covered floor. His upright figure was like a sword drawn from its sheath in the morning light.

"If it was really my father who did this, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As the Crown Prince of Chu, he would be enthroned as emperor during the Lantern Festival in a month. If the Emperor of Chu secretly colluded with the Scorpion Tribe at this time, or even sold food to them, then there would be no need for him to allow them to continue to stay in the palace and cause trouble.

Wu Zhao sat up wrapped in a brocade quilt, looking at Chu Ning's back as he got dressed, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

She knew this young man too well - ambitious and decisive, but also charmingly gentle in bed.

Such a man is destined to become the ruler of the world.

“Those who have accomplished great things since ancient times have not been particular about small details!”

Wu Zhao's voice regained the majesty of the empress: "You should now hold the power. The Chu State has occupied the land of five dynasties. Together with my Great Zhou Dynasty, the remaining Tang, Han, and Wei will sooner or later be yours."

She paused, her eyes burning with rage: "You must confirm the throne as soon as possible, otherwise the soldiers on the front lines will not be at ease."

Chu Ning fastened his belt and turned to look at Wu Zhao.

He knew she cared about him and gave him this advice. This kind of friendship was especially precious in the treacherous court.

He strode back to the bed, supported Wu Zhao's side with one hand, lifted her chin with the other hand, and kissed her seductive red lips without saying a word.

The kiss was gentle at first, but gradually became more intense as Wu Zhao responded.

It was not until he felt that the other party was showing signs of entanglement that Chu Ning forcibly separated them. Looking at Wu Zhao's confused eyes, he smiled and said:

"You should have a good rest first. I will come again tonight."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Wu Zhao alone sitting on the messy bed, her fingertips lightly touching her lips that were slightly swollen from being kissed.

As I walked out of the bedroom, the cold air hit me in the face.

In mid-December, the heavy rain in the previous two days caused the temperature to drop sharply, and the accumulated water on the palace road formed a thin layer of ice.

Chu Ning took a deep breath and white mist came out of his mouth.

He tightened his mink coat and said to Zhao Yu, who had been waiting for a long time, "Let's go to the West Garden."

A quarter of an hour later, Xiyuan.

When the guards on duty saw that it was the prince who had arrived, they immediately bowed and opened the door.

Chu Ning strode through the numerous palace gates and headed straight for the palace where Emperor Chu was.

Outside the palace, the eunuch chief, Zhao Ming, saw Chu Ning and his face changed. He quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Your Highness, His Majesty is resting and should not be disturbed."

"Go away!"

Chu Ning's eyes became fierce, and Zhao Ming was frightened so much that he stepped back repeatedly.

He pushed open the door of the palace and stepped into the inner room.

Inside the hall, the charcoal fire was burning brightly, and the aroma of medicine and incense mixed together to form a peculiar smell.

The King of Chu - a haggard man in his fifties was leaning on the couch, with three beautiful concubines beside him.

Seeing Chu Ning rush in, a trace of panic flashed in his turbid eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger.

"How dare you! Who allowed you to come in without permission?" The Emperor of Chu shouted sternly, but he seemed weak inside because of his lack of breath.

Chu Ning saluted calmly: "Your Highness, your son pays respects to your father."

He stood up straight, his eyes sharp as a knife: "I heard that the emperor has been unwell recently, so I came to visit him."

Glancing at the three disheveled women, he let out a cold smile, "It seems Father isn't unwell, but overworked."

The Emperor of Chu's expression changed. "Nonsense! I have already handed over all the power in my hands to you. Why would you worry about it?"

"is it?"

Chu Ning stared at the three beauties with a half-smile in his eyes: "Alright, the three of you can go down."

The three of them felt relieved, and quickly picked up their clothes to wrap themselves up, and fled with red faces.

It was not until this time that the King of Chu understood what Chu Ning meant by the hard work in his hands.

The Emperor of Chu snorted coldly and put on his clothes while saying in a cold voice, "You came to see me so early in the morning and interrupted my good things. What do you want to do?"

Chu Ning retracted his half-smile, his expression became serious, his eyes like an eagle, staring intently at Emperor Chu, and spoke word by word:

"I would like to ask, was Father involved in this collusion with the Scorpion Clan and the secret sale of grain?"

"You...you doubt me!"

The Emperor of Chu was filled with disbelief, and then his entire face became distorted with anger. He didn't care that he hadn't put on his dragon robe yet, and suddenly turned around to look at Chu Ning.

Those eyes that seemed to be spitting fire were like two fire dragons, determined to devour Chu Ning.

"Although I want to abdicate the throne to you, I have not yet done so. I am still the Emperor of Chu!"

"How could I possibly do such a foolish thing that would leave me with eternal infamy!"

There was a hint of annoyance in the angry words.

Chu Ning thought about it and felt that given his father's character, he would definitely not do anything that would ruin his reputation.

"But father can order others to do it, right?" Chu Ning didn't fully believe it.

The King of Chu fell silent.

He knew that if he couldn't come up with a convincing reason to convince Chu Ning today, Chu Ning would never give up.