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

When the palace door, which had been closed for two days, slowly opened, the sound of heavy armor and the strong smell of blood filled the air.

Emperor Zhao, supported by Eunuch Zhao, slowly sat up from the bed.

His posture was still upright, and his eyes revealed an inviolable majesty. The former king and his subject were now facing each other with swords, and the atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.

"Your Majesty, have you made up your mind? Will you abdicate and let someone more capable do the same, or will you resist to the end?"

Rong Taigong took a step forward, looked at Emperor Zhao provocatively, and questioned him aggressively, his tone as if he was already the master of the world.

Facing Rong Taigong's questioning, Emperor Zhao's face was calm as water, but his words were as sharp as a blade: "Rong Jingyuan, do you know that plotting to usurp the throne is the act of a traitor and will be infamous for thousands of years. Your name will be forever nailed to the pillar of shame in history." His voice was low and powerful, echoing in the empty hall.

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, the victors have always been kings and the victors have always been bandits

Rong Taigong sneered and retorted fearlessly, "Didn't you also gain the throne by killing your father and brother? What I am doing today is nothing more than revenge for the late emperor and the late crown prince."

There was madness and greed in his eyes. For the sake of power, he had completely lost his mind.

"Your excuse is too far-fetched. I'm afraid it can't cover up your ambitions."

Emperor Zhao stared at Rong Taigong with a piercing gaze, as if trying to see through his thoughts. "Do you think you can silence the world's gossip with such an excuse?"

"Your Majesty, please don't worry about that."

Rong Taigong waved his hand dismissively. "I urge Your Majesty to stop being so stubborn. Your Red Armor Army has been defeated, and the situation is hopeless. If you continue to be stubborn, I have a bad temper. I might even injure the Crown Prince in a rage. If I don't control my strength, it's impossible to reattach his broken arms or legs."

His words were full of threats, and he tried to use the prince's safety to force Emperor Zhao to submit.

"Are you threatening me?" Emperor Zhao's voice suddenly rose, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and the emperor's majesty was instantly emanated, which made everyone present tremble in their hearts.

"What does the emperor think?" Rong Taigong did not back down and still looked fearless. He firmly believed that he had the overall situation under control and Emperor Zhao had no choice.

"Haha, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you." Emperor Zhao sneered, with a mysterious glint in his eyes.

Then, he waved his hand gracefully, his movements showing the heroism and majesty of an emperor.

Suddenly, a series of neat and powerful footsteps could be heard in the originally empty and silent hall. The sound was steady and rhythmic, "Shua, swish, swish".

A group of soldiers in bright red armor suddenly appeared from all directions like ghosts. They stood tall and straight, walked with agile steps, and the spears in their hands flashed a cold light in the dim light.

In the blink of an eye, it was like an indestructible steel wall, surrounding Rong Taigong and others.

This sudden change was like a bolt from the blue, hitting Rong Taigong hard on the head. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and then turned iron blue. His eyes were like two sharp daggers, shooting viciously at Emperor Zhao.

His eyes were full of disbelief, as if he had seen something incredible.

His lips trembled slightly, and just as he uttered the word "you...", it was as if something was choking his throat and he could not say any more.

Before this, Rong Taigong always thought that the Red Armor Army that had appeared before and was besieged and defeated by his death squad was the last trump card and all the strength of Emperor Zhao.

After all, the death warriors he carefully trained were all ruthless and desperate criminals. In his opinion, it was impossible for Emperor Zhao to have any spare strength.

But who could have expected that at this seemingly hopeless moment, so many well-trained and powerful Red Armored Soldiers would suddenly appear before their eyes without any warning.

Concubine Rong was also stunned by this scene. Her eyes were wide open and her face was full of astonishment and fear.

Over the years, she thought she knew Emperor Zhao well enough, but she found that she had no idea how many unknown cards this man was hiding.

A strong sense of unease welled up in her heart, realizing that the situation had completely gotten out of control. Once Rong Taigong was captured, they would be like fish on the chopping board, with no chance of turning things around.

Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the sudden appearance of the Red Armored Army and the entire hall fell into chaos and shock, Concubine Rong suddenly attacked like a trapped beast forced into a desperate situation.

A hint of madness and determination flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly pounced towards Zhao Hao, who was closest to her. Her movements were swift and sudden, with a desperate determination.

When Concubine Rong pounced on him, Zhao Hao reacted instinctively and quickly swung out a palm to block it.

At the moment his palm hit Concubine Rong, he felt a piercing pain in the palm of his hand, as if it was pierced by thousands of steel needles at the same time.

He subconsciously lowered his head and saw a silver needle as thin as a hair stuck in the palm of his hand. The needle tip had turned black and was obviously poisoned.

"Hao'er!" Emperor Zhao's attention was instantly attracted by the black needle, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

At this moment, all his calmness and composure disappeared, his emotions were completely out of control, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, splashing on the pale ground like a blooming blood flower.

Then, he started to cough violently, and his body shook violently, as if he would collapse at any moment.

"Cough cough cough...Father!" Zhao Hao endured the severe pain in his hand and called out to Emperor Zhao anxiously.

There was pain and worry in his voice, and he felt guilty seeing his father so sad for him.

"Hahahahahaha... Your Majesty, this is your karma! Karma!"

Concubine Rong let out a sharp and crazy laugh, which was full of hatred and pleasure. "I have avenged the emperor's son! Finally, I have avenged him!" There was a crazy light flashing in her eyes, like a madman who had fallen into madness.

"Hahahahahaha… Revenge! I've taken revenge!"

Concubine Rong laughed so hard that she fell backwards, and the muscles on her face were twisted and looked hideous. She waved her hands like a madman, and her eyes were full of the joy and madness of revenge.

Zhao Hao only felt the severe pain in his palm quickly spreading throughout his body. His face turned pale, cold sweat rolled down his forehead like rain, and his legs began to weaken. If he had not held on to his last breath, he would have collapsed to the ground.

He knew very well how powerful the poison was and time was running out. If he couldn't detoxify it quickly, he might not survive the night.

Emperor Zhao was extremely anxious. He pointed at Concubine Rong with a trembling finger, his voice hoarse with anger and grief. "Poisonous woman! You have such a cruel heart! Even if I have to sacrifice my old bones today, I will make you pay for Hao'er's life!"

After saying this, he forced himself to support himself with his weak body and struggled to stand up with the help of Eunuch Zhao, but his legs went limp and he sat back heavily on the bed.

Seeing the situation take a sharp turn for the worse, Rong Taigong was shocked that Emperor Zhao actually had such a backup plan, but his years of conspiratorial nature made him calm down quickly.

He quietly winked at his confidant beside him, who nodded slightly and moved quietly towards the side door of the hall, trying to find a chance to escape.

The sound of swords and knives rang out again, blood splattered in the hall, and no one held back.