After being exiled with her husband and children, she returned with great power to rule the world

Murong Ling'er felt a little distressed when she looked at her son who seemed a little lost. Along the way, Murong Chen and those children had been together day and night and had established a deep friendship.

The reason why I helped those children was because of Murong Chen's future. If I leave them here, all my efforts will be in vain.

Just when Murong Chen was feeling depressed, Murong Ling'er suddenly spoke up, "If you can't bear to leave them, ask your father to plead for them. Your father will definitely not refuse you for such a small request."

Murong Chen's eyes lit up instantly, like twinkling stars in the night sky, and he looked at Chu Lingfeng with anticipation.

But soon, he lowered his head like a deflated ball. He was no longer the ignorant child. He understood that his father now had to rely on the prince to return to the capital. It seemed a little sensible and unkind to make such a request at this time.

On the surface, Chu Lingfeng was having a lively conversation with Lin Yu and Yuan Donglai, but out of the corner of his eye he was always keeping an eye on Murong Ling'er and Murong Chen, mother and son.

Seeing Murong Chen suddenly become dejected, he immediately stopped talking, looked at Murong Chen gently, and asked softly: "What's wrong, Xiaochen? Why are you unhappy?"

Murong Chen looked at Chu Lingfeng, then at Murong Ling'er, but Murong Ling'er deliberately picked up the teacup and drank tea, pretending not to see his pleading eyes, and had no intention of helping to explain.

Helplessly, Murong Chen had to shake his head and whispered, "It's nothing, Dad."

Seeing that he refused to speak, Chu Lingfeng reached out and gently touched his head. The warmth of his palm seemed to carry a magical power. The little guy sat there, his serious expression adorable.

When Chu Lingfeng thought that this was his own biological son, his heart melted and his tone became more gentle: "Xiaochen, tell Daddy why you are unhappy? You have to believe in Daddy, maybe Daddy can help you solve it!"

Murong Chen originally didn't want to cause trouble for the adults, but seeing his father asking so patiently and gently, he finally stopped being shy and told them everything.

Chu Lingfeng agreed without a second thought. In fact, he already knew all about these families. Even if his son didn't mention it, he was planning to find a way to get them back to Kyoto.

After all, these children will be his son's right-hand men in the future and play a vital role in Murong Chen's future.

Murong Chen didn't expect his father to agree so readily. The worries in his heart disappeared instantly, and a bright smile bloomed on his face again. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and moving.

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As the affairs on Donghai Island were drawing to a close, Chu Lingfeng devoted himself to the preparations for returning to Beijing and was extremely busy every day.

These days, Murong Chen could hardly see his father. He had thought that he could live a stable and peaceful life before returning to Beijing, but who could have expected that the situation would change so suddenly like a storm.

On his way back to Beijing, the eldest prince encountered a carefully planned assassination.

It was a dark and windy night, the mountain road was rugged, and the eldest prince's guards were struggling to move forward in the dense forest.

Suddenly, a group of black-clad assassins emerged from all directions. They were agile and fierce in swordsmanship, and they headed straight for the eldest prince with a clear goal.

Although the guards fought desperately, the assassins were numerous and their attacks were deadly.

After a fierce battle, the eldest prince was outnumbered and fell off a cliff and died in the chaos. The news spread back to Kyoto like lightning, and the entire capital was instantly in an uproar.

Before this, Concubine Rong, who was banished to the cold palace and was about to be executed by being given dove wine due to conclusive evidence, seemed to have her soul taken away when she heard the news of the eldest prince's death. She went crazy in an instant, like a beast that had lost its mind. She took advantage of the situation and kidnapped Emperor Zhao.

At the same time, Rong Taigong and the second prince's party realized that this was a great opportunity, and launched a palace coup overnight. They led their privately raised death squads, cooperated inside and outside, and quickly took control of all the important roads in the palace.

The Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace also fell into the hands of Concubine Rong in this chaos. In an instant, the entire Kyoto was shrouded in fear and anxiety. The people were in panic, closed their doors, and dared not go out.

Outside the main hall, there were heavy guards, swords and guns everywhere, and the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed to ignite the air.

Inside the hall, the cold and oppressive atmosphere was suffocating.

“Cough, cough, cough…” Emperor Zhao covered his chest with one hand and coughed violently, his face flushed red. He pointed at Concubine Rong with a trembling finger, almost speechless with anger: “You…you crazy woman…cough, cough, cough…”

In front of the couch, Concubine Rong had disheveled hair, her eyes filled with madness and despair. She looked coldly at the man who had been in love with her but now wanted to kill her. Seeing him in so much pain, she suddenly raised her head and laughed. The laughter was shrill and arrogant, echoing in the empty hall.

"Hahahaha... Your Majesty, you're calling me a madwoman? Hahahaha... That's ridiculous!"

Concubine Rong laughed so hard that tears streamed down her face. "If I'm a madwoman, then what are you? Just because I'm Princess Min'an, you're going to sentence me to death and even kill my son? My son died such a tragic death! They say even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, but you're a hundred times more vicious than that vicious tiger! You killed my son, and I'm going to take your life today. With you by my side on the road to the underworld, my son won't be alone!"

When mentioning the tragic death of the eldest prince, Concubine Rong's hatred surged into her heart like a surging tide, and her eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.

Once upon a time, she loved the man in front of her so deeply, but now, this love has long been replaced by hatred. At this moment, she wishes to cut Emperor Zhao into pieces.

When Emperor Zhao heard Concubine Rong mention the eldest prince, he was about to open his mouth to defend himself, but the image of the crown prince suddenly appeared in his mind, and he swallowed the words back.

He did have a cruel side, but no matter what, he would never send someone to kill his eldest son, this eldest illegitimate son, whom he had loved since childhood. This love even far exceeded his feelings for the crown prince.

Since Concubine Rong is convinced that he did it, then let her be! He can't hurt someone still alive for the sake of a dead son.

Seeing that Emperor Zhao remained silent, as if he had tacitly agreed to the matter, Concubine Rong's hatred burned even more fiercely.

The pain of losing her son was like a sharp knife, piercing her heart. How could she bear this pain alone? The Emperor of Zhao should also feel this pain.

So she yelled frantically, "Come here, bring the prince to me!"

For so many years, Rong Meihui has been making wedding dresses for others!

The more Concubine Rong thought about it, the more she felt that she had seen the truth.

If the Emperor of Zhao truly doted on her, why would he have allowed the crown prince position to fall to someone else? And why would he have refused to make his two sons kings? Even when his only daughter fell in love with Chu Lingfeng, he heartlessly married her off to a distant land, separating them forever.

Each of these things, like sharp knives, pierced Concubine Rong's heart and made it impossible for her to deceive herself anymore.

Hatred grew wildly in her heart like weeds. She hated Emperor Zhao's deception, his ruthlessness, and her own soft-heartedness. If she had known this would happen, she would never have been soft-hearted.