Junior sister took first place again

Inside the Golden Palace, the Minister of Personnel and Xue Wuying rebuked the envoy one after another. The Great Xia envoy thanked them without fear and continued to talk incessantly, buying time for Ning Jiasheng.

He turned to the rear and said, "My Lords, Princess Zhaohua is the late emperor's favorite daughter. Her virtue and integrity are known to all the world. Now that the country has suffered a great change, it is only natural that the princess should succeed to the throne, and it is the will of the people."

Then, he looked at Xue Wuying and said sternly, "Although you are a prince, you are incompetent and lack virtue. You are disloyal and unfilial. How can you shoulder such a heavy responsibility? Princess Zhaohua is benevolent and virtuous, and the whole nation is loyal to her. She is the rightful choice!"

Xue Wuying's patience was finally exhausted. He was enraged and slammed the table. "How dare you refuse? I consider you guests from afar and treat you with courtesy. How dare you discuss the succession to the throne in the court? This is treason! Come, drag this lunatic away and behead him immediately!"

A team of imperial guards immediately rushed in from outside the palace gate, quickly apprehended all the Daxia envoys and dragged them out.

Everyone who entered the hall was disarmed, and the envoys were mostly civil officials. They did not resist. Xie Ci waved his left and right and said, "Don't bother waiting for me to do anything. I can leave on my own."

As he spoke, he glanced at the crowd inconspicuously, with worry flashing in his eyes. Then, he was restrained by the imperial guards and escorted out of the hall with the crowd.

Just as everyone reached the door, a blinding light flashed like lightning, and the team of imperial guards escorting the envoy instantly lost their ability to fight and fell to the ground.

Some people in the hall were startled and shouted, "There is an assassin!" "Protect His Majesty!" Some people had ecstasy flashes in their eyes and found a suitable place to stand in the chaos.

Xue Wuying stood up from the dragon throne and looked outside the hall. He was surrounded by several people in a protective manner.

A tall and well-proportioned figure holding a sword walked towards him against the light with clanging steps. Xue Wuying narrowed his eyes and gradually saw the face of the person who came.

He waved away the people in front of him, and before he could say anything, he saw the envoys from Daxia kneeling on the ground without hesitation before the newcomer, shouting loudly: "Your Majesty, we pay our respects to you. Long live the Emperor!"

Ning Jiasheng smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work. I'm late. Get up."

It was as if the pause button was pressed in the hall, and the group of people were stunned by this absurd scene.

Xue Wuying's initial sense of relief at seeing Ning Zhao still alive froze. He looked over there, his eyes icy cold, and broke the silence with a condescending tone: "Ah Zhao, where have you been all this time? Fourth brother has been looking for you everywhere, thinking you were murdered by Ji Tang, so he killed her to avenge you. Now I'm so glad to see you're okay."

Ning Jiasheng looked up and said politely, "Thank you very much, Fourth Brother. After today's business is over, I will thank you well."

Xue Wuying's eyes grew colder, and his tone became more serious: "Ning Zhao! This is not a place for jokes. How can a woman like you hold a sword in the palace? Back off immediately!"

The Daxia envoy said, "How dare you address your Majesty by his name!"

At this time, all the officials of Ning State also reacted one after another. A group of old men were staggering, pointing at Ning Jiasheng and chanting over and over again, "How shameful!" "How shameful!"

The Fourth Prince's faction shouted angrily, "Capture them! Capture all these traitors!"

Several more teams of imperial guards rushed in from outside the hall, but some of them pointed their weapons at their colleagues, causing a stalemate in the hall.

Xue Wuying watched these unexpected events unfold with a wave of doubt and confusion in his heart. He suppressed his uneasiness and asked in a cold voice, "Ning Zhao! Have you lost your mind? You were wandering around outside on the day of your father's death, and you didn't even come back to pay your respects! Are you planning a rebellion?"

Ning Jiasheng pointed his sword at Xue Wuying and said in a deep voice, "I think it's you, Ning Yuan, who's going to rebel."

Before he could object, Ning Jiasheng looked around and suddenly raised his voice, "I have conquered Daxia to pay tribute to my father's spirit in heaven."

After hearing what she said, all the ministers were stunned and stood there in a daze as if they were in a trance.

Ning Jiasheng continued, "I am Princess Zhaohua, personally appointed by the late emperor. I have come here today to clarify right and wrong and stabilize the country."

Xue Wuying was furious and slammed the table. "Ning Zhao, don't be so presumptuous! How can a woman like you have the right to interfere in the affairs of the court? I have ascended the throne. If you dare to say anything more, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ning Jiasheng sneered upon hearing this, her gaze pointed directly at Xue Wuying like a sharp sword: "Ning Yuan, you deliberately delayed your rescue and caused the death of my father. How dare you still have the nerve to stand before the court today? As the Princess of Ningguo and the Emperor of Daxia, I will clear my father's name today and seek justice for Ningguo!"

As she spoke, she pulled a roll of yellow silk from her sleeve, held it high, and said in a clear voice, "This is the late emperor's handwritten will, designating me as the successor. Ning Yuan, how long do you want to deceive the people of Ningguo?"

Ning Jiasheng's voice echoed in the hall, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Xue Wuying's heart.

Xue Wuying looked at the doubts in the eyes of Ning Hui and others, and realized that Ning Zhao was clearly coming for him. He couldn't let Ning Zhao continue talking.

Thinking of this, he made a quick decision and gestured:

"Come here! The princess is possessed by a demon and is talking nonsense here. Capture her along with those lunatics pretending to be envoys!"

This time, in addition to the imperial guards, countless shadows wandering in the darkness suddenly appeared in the hall, all rushing towards Ning Jiasheng and his group.

Qi Sha and other shadow guards also appeared from the dark and tightly protected Ning Jiasheng.

Just then, bursts of horse hooves suddenly sounded outside, getting closer and closer.

As a hurried report sounded outside the Golden Palace, a dusty messenger rushed into the palace, holding high in his hand a letter sealed with wax.

This sudden change caused a pause in the melee in the hall, and both sides temporarily came to a stalemate.

The messenger knelt, presented the letter with both hands, and said breathlessly, "Your Majesty, a letter has arrived from Daxia. It is sent by our envoys at full speed, requesting an urgent audience."

Xue Wuying swept his cold gaze over Ning Jiasheng and the others, and signaled the guards beside him to take the letter of credence.

He opened the wax seal, unfolded the letter, and began to read it carefully. As his eyes swept between the lines, Xue Wuying's hands were so strong that they almost tore the letter into pieces.

Ning Jiasheng ignored the tangible anger in Xue Wuying's eyes and spoke clearly and loudly about the contents of the letter:

"In the past, the former emperor of Great Xia secretly colluded with Ji Yuan to seize the throne, which led to the death of the King of Chu."

"A few months ago, the two of them once again plotted to conquer the border, hoping to prepare for Ji Yuan's rebellion. Ji Yuan promised that if the rebellion succeeded, he would reward the Xia Emperor handsomely, divide the land, and share the glory of the world."

When Ning Jiasheng said this, her tone became extremely cold, and her deep eyes flashed with a cold light, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

She stared at Xue Wuying with icy eyes, as if she could see through him, and continued, "And you, knowing Ji Yuan's plan, deliberately killed Ji Tang to fan the flames when you returned to the capital, and sat back and watched Ji Yuan kill our father and reap the benefits."

"How can a disloyal and unfilial person like you have the dignity to be the ruler of Ning State?"

Their eyes met, and Xue Wuying's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He ordered with a ferocious face: "Kill her! Kill Ning Zhao!" He wanted to watch Ning Zhao being hacked to death with his own eyes.

But the expected bloodstains did not appear. After Xue Wuying finished speaking, several people appeared again in various places in the hall. Each of them had a clear target and quickly killed the group of shadows with one blow.

Then, a deafening roar suddenly erupted in the hall. Countless people, along with dozens of officials and envoys from various countries, instantly knelt on one knee in the direction of Ning Jiasheng, shouting in unison: "We are willing to swear allegiance to His Majesty Zhaohua until death!"

The sound was like a loud bell, echoing in the hall for a long time.

Ning Jiasheng looked at Xue Wuying and said calmly, "Today, I will eliminate this evil for the country and restore order to the court."

Then he changed the subject and said, "Kill!"

After saying that, Ning Jiasheng waved her hand, and the masters who came with her acted quickly, surrounded Xue Wuying, and killed the group of guards around him on the spot.

The other four princes' factions were escorted away, and Xue Wuying was stripped of his combat effectiveness, forcing him to stay and watch Ning Jiasheng continue the ceremony.

Ning Jiasheng slowly sat on the dragon throne, and the people below began another round of worship.

The court ceremony was completed, and then Xie Ci took the imperial edict that had been prepared long ago from the seven assassins, stepped forward and spoke loudly, reading the decree of accession to the throne.

When Xue Wuying saw this, he realized that the situation was hopeless. His face became gloomy and he looked at the leader with a serious gaze.

After reading the thank you speech, Ning Jiasheng looked up as if he had sensed something, and the scenery around him was slowly fading.

There was only one last ceremony left, and everyone followed the new emperor out of the hall. The eunuch presented the imperial seal, and Ning Jiasheng took it and stepped onto the altar step by step. The surrounding scenery changed more and more rapidly. When he reached the top, he could vaguely see the scenery inside the secret realm.

Ning Jiasheng completed the seal-receiving ceremony in an orderly manner with a calm expression. When he returned to the palace to change clothes, Xue Wuying was dragged in like a dead dog.

"Ning Zhao, I will definitely make you regret your decision."

Ning Jiasheng stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't hear anything.

Xue Wuying was about to say something more harsh when he was suddenly stabbed in the eye by the sword light. Then he felt a sharp pain in his lower body and heart. Before he lost consciousness, the last thing Xue Wuying heard was: "If you dare to look at me with that disgusting look again, I will dig out your eyeballs."

At the same time, the illusion ended and Ning Jiasheng was standing in a desert.