Mother, I have returned to the throne.

Song Youji yelled and rushed into the palace, crying and complaining to Song Youji in grievance.

When the queen saw Song Yuan's expression, she was a little stunned.

"How come you feel wronged after hitting someone?"

He immediately walked forward and pointed at Song Yuan.

"Your Majesty, you don't know how harsh Song Yuan's attack was. He was his own brother, and he didn't care about brotherly love at all and beat him to death!"

"Yes, what the Queen Mother said is true. I have committed grave sins. Father, please grant me death!"

Seeing that he was begging for death and the queen was unwilling to spare him, Song Yuan became even more determined to leave Kyoto.

But Song Youji was confused at this moment. How could he directly sentence his own son to death?

What's more, Song Yuan has suffered for so many years. If I execute him, I will be laughed at by the whole world.

"Yuan'er, why did you attack the third brother?"

"Father, I did it! I have nothing to say, I only ask for death!"

Song Yuan was so reckless and wanted to die, Song Youji's face couldn't help but freeze.

In his heart, he couldn't help but feel that Song Yuan had suffered so much injustice that he was determined to die. So he looked at the queen who had been glaring at Song Yuan.

"Queen, has Yuan'er been wronged? Is there some misunderstanding here?"

The Queen quickly defended herself, "What grievance did he have? He showed off his power in Qi'er's house and beat and killed Qi'er. If there is any grievance, it is Qi'er who is wronged!"

Hearing the queen say this, Song Youji looked at Song Yuan again.

"Yuan'er, are you really asking for death?"

"Father, I am absolutely sure!"

"But Father, I do not wish to die in vain. Please allow me to go to the frontier and fight against the barbarians, and die on the battlefield!"

Going to the border and dying on the battlefield, Prime Minister Lin Fu looked at Song Yuan in surprise when he heard this.

This is not about dying on the battlefield, it is obvious that he wants to escape from the capital, a place of trouble.

He had placed his hopes on the third prince, and if he let the eldest prince go, there would be an extra variable.

This is absolutely not possible!

Lin Fu's mind was in turmoil, so he stepped forward to offer his advice.

"Your Majesty, the eldest prince's crime does not deserve death! I suggest he be demoted to a commoner and made a guard in Kyoto. After three years, if he corrects his attitude and turns over a new leaf, his status as a prince will be restored!"

Song Youji was somewhat moved by Lin Fu's words.

But Song Yuan was anxious. He had been a commoner for three years, and Song Qi had already cleared everything and become the next emperor.

By then, not to mention regaining his status as a prince, whether he could even save his life was another matter.

No, I'll take charge of this frontier.

"Your Excellency is mistaken. Everyone has died since ancient times. Now that the Great Qin military leader has died, the morale of the border soldiers has been greatly weakened, and the barbarians are pressing forward. If a prince were to go out on the battlefield and die in battle, it would surely be a great boost to morale! Therefore..."

Song Yuan looked at Song Youji again and said, "My dear fathers, everyone has to die. Some are heavier than Mount Tai, while others are lighter than a feather. I am willing to die for the Great Qin!"

The phrase "Da Qin is going to die" shocked all the ministers in the court into a trance.

Several generals at the back of the court looked at Song Yuan with tears in their eyes.

"Your Majesty, if the eldest prince wishes to fight against the barbarians and die on the battlefield, I am willing to go!"

"I am willing too!"

"Me too!"

Song Youji felt a little relieved when he saw the generals asking for orders.

"Yuan'er, are you really willing to die on the battlefield?"

"Yes!"

Song Yuan's decisive words made Zhao Fengyi react.

Especially when he saw Lin Fu winking at him, Zhao Fengyi finally reacted.

My son wants to run away and take control of the military. This is not acceptable, it will pose too much of a threat to Qi'er!

"Your Majesty, no! Yuan'er has been a hostage among the barbarians for many years and has deep roots there. If I go this time, I'm afraid he'll betray his country for personal gain and collaborate with the barbarians against the Qin Empire, which will be detrimental!"

"I'm selling out my country for personal gain? Collaborating with the barbarians? Mother, take a look at this!"

Song Yuan slowly took off his upper body clothes, revealing countless scars left by knives and whips!

"In the second year of Xianfeng, I was twelve years old. In my first year as a hostage, the Barbarian King celebrated his birthday. He cut his wrists with a knife and drank ten bowls of my blood to prolong his life!"

"I was thirteen years old after serving as an immortal. In my second year as a hostage, a natural disaster struck the barbarians. The barbarian king, take your knife and cut off your flesh. Offer my heart's blood and flesh as a sacrifice to the heavens!"

"Four years of serving the immortal."

Every time Song Qi spoke, he pointed to a scar.

These scars tell of the suffering and torture Song Yuan has endured over the years.

The ministers looked at the hideous scars all over his body, their eyes filled with pity and distress.

Imagine how heartbroken I would be if my son experienced this.

Several generals watched with red eyes and gnashed teeth.

"You evil barbarians, you killed my comrades and bullied your Highness. If I don't avenge you, I wouldn't be worthy of being a general of the Qin Dynasty!"

Song Youji stared at the scar blankly. He thought that Song Yuan must have a hard time being a hostage.

But I didn't expect it to be so painful. My eyes became wet in an instant and I choked up several times.

"I've been among the barbarians for twelve years, and have been bullied countless times. This hatred is irreconcilable. Mother, do you still think I would defect to the barbarians?"

Zhao Fengyi was also stunned at this moment, and didn't know how to respond to Song Yuan's questioning.

But in order for Qi'er to get the throne, Zhao Fengyi threw away the last bit of maternal affection and said stubbornly.

"All the suffering you endured was caused by the barbarians. Why are you transferring your hatred to Qi'er? It wasn't Qi'er who did it!"

Seeing that Zhao Fengyi couldn't win the argument, Song Yuan changed the subject, sneered, and didn't continue.

"So, can I die on the battlefield and shed my last drop of blood for the Great Qin? Mother?"

Zhao Fengyi remained silent!

Song Yuan looked at Song Youji again. Song Youji sighed, stood up suddenly, and his eyes became sharp!

"The barbarians not only killed my general, but also bullied my son. This feud is irreconcilable! Since my son has decided to leave, I hereby appoint you the General of the Barbarian Expedition. You will lead the troops to the border in person. The Qin Empire and the barbarians will fight to the death!"

"Thank you, Father!"

Song Yuan felt relieved and left the capital and went to the border.

With his professional military command ability in his previous life, commanding a war was a piece of cake for him.

By then, with a large army in hand, won’t I be invincible?

After finishing speaking, Song Yuan stood up decisively!

"My son, take your leave!"

Looking at Song Yuan, who was resolute and efficient and looked a bit like himself in the past, Song Youji felt a touch of tenderness in his heart.

"Wait! Yuan'er, I know you've made up your mind to leave, but the battlefield is full of dangers, and life and death are unpredictable! I will give you more than a month to arrange a marriage for you. I order you to marry Situ Jing, the grandson of General Zhenbei, within twenty days and give birth to a grandson for me!"