Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Treat others as you would like to be treated

Princess Shen left the Emperor's chambers with a steady and calm demeanor, each step pacing the rhythm of others' hearts. She knew the situation had far exceeded her expectations, but that didn't mean she would retreat. On the contrary, her resolve was stronger than ever, and she had already laid out the chessboard for today. Whether it was the Emperor or external forces, they were nothing more than prey in her eyes.

Outside the palace, the situation is changing rapidly.

A rebellion had erupted outside, and the chaos outside the palace gates was beyond anyone's imagination. Princess Shen knew this was no simple uprising or rebellion, but a carefully orchestrated power struggle targeting the very heart of the palace—the throne. And the emperor's decisions could no longer avert the impending catastrophe.

She traversed the complex palace corridors and quickly reached her own secret room. There, it was her last safe haven and the key to her next move. Princess Shen knew that if she didn't seize the opportunity before her, she would be drawn into an inescapable vortex.

"Princess, the situation is not good!" Her confidant Li Ming hurried into the dark room with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

"Speak." Princess Shen's tone was neither hurried nor slow, and her eyes remained calm.

"External forces have joined forces with some ministers within the palace. They will launch a full-scale attack tomorrow morning, targeting the emperor," Li Ming whispered. "The emperor seems to have completely lost control of the situation. With this rebellion, the throne will only become their pawn."

Princess Shen was shocked. She had long suspected that there must be more complex interests behind the rebellion, but she had not expected it to happen so quickly, even somewhat unexpectedly. The speed of the rebellion far exceeded her expectations, but she did not panic, because she had already prepared her own response plan.

She stood up, walked to the table, and began to sort through the documents and secret letters that bound her fate. "These external forces aren't just vying for power; they're paving the way for future rule," she whispered to herself. "I'm going to disrupt their plans and strike first."

"Princess, the next action...how should we deal with it?" Li Ming asked cautiously.

"Prepare a fake letter." Princess Shen turned around, a sharp glint in her eyes. "I need to make them think I've surrendered, or even pretend to cooperate with them."

Li Ming was stunned: "Surrender?"

"Yes." Princess Shen sneered, "In this game, if we remain passive, we will never win. Only by making them overestimate my weakness can we have a chance to win with one strike."

In the palace, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

As night fell, tensions in the palace intensified. As the rebels advanced, Princess Shen began sending signals of surrender to key figures. She dispatched letters to close confidants within the palace, ostensibly promising an alliance with outside forces. In reality, these letters were a carefully orchestrated facade.

The palace guards and the Minister of Internal Affairs received her "orders" one after another, and they all thought that Princess Shen had decided to surrender and cooperate with the rebel forces. In fact, there was a mystery behind these letters, and each letter revealed a different hint, all to confuse the enemy.

"We must make the outside forces mistakenly believe that Princess Shen has completely given up resistance and lower their vigilance." Princess Shen whispered, "And this is the time for me to strike back."

However, the outside forces had not completely let down their guard. As the clock neared midnight, Princess Shen knew she had to act swiftly. All the chips were in place. If she could turn the tables on this night, even the most powerful rebels would find it difficult to shake her foundation.

The most dangerous moment is the opportunity to counterattack.

Late at night, the palace was completely silent, yet the battle outside raged on. Princess Shen quietly entered the emperor's chambers through a secret passage. Gently pushing open the door, she saw the emperor sitting before his bed, his face filled with fatigue and anxiety.

"You're here?" The emperor looked up at her, with a complicated emotion in his eyes, more of distrust.

Princess Shen smiled faintly, "Yes, I'm here."

She approached the emperor and slowly sat down. "You've been used by others the entire time. You don't even have a true grasp of what you want. You're just a pawn on their chessboard."

The emperor's expression instantly darkened, and he whispered, "Are you threatening me?"

"Threat?" Princess Shen sneered. "You are truly naive. You no longer have a choice. If you do not take action, today's chaos will not only destroy you, but also the entire palace."

Princess Shen's tone was firm and cold, and the threat in her voice completely tore through the emperor's last line of defense. She pulled a piece of paper from her bosom and said, "This is the secret letter you need. I have written it for you. All you need is your signature, and order will be restored to the palace immediately."

The emperor frowned slightly as he looked at the note Princess Shen handed him. He picked up the pen and started to sign, but stopped. Princess Shen looked at him, almost knowing his next choice. Even now, the emperor still didn't want to believe her.

"Princess Shen, what exactly are you planning?" The emperor's eyes were filled with confusion and anger.

Princess Shen smiled calmly, "You will never understand that true power lies not in external forces, but in how I use this information to make you kill each other."

Before she finished her words, she quickly pulled a secret order from the table. It was a token that directly ordered all palace guards to immediately transfer to key positions. If the emperor agreed to sign it, the palace turmoil would be quickly quelled; if he refused, he would be forever trapped in the vortex of being manipulated by external forces.

"You only have two choices now," Princess Shen said quietly, "Sign and restore your power, or don't sign and allow yourself to perish."

The emperor held the pen tightly in his hand and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he slowly lowered his head and signed his name.

The starting point of the counterattack, the storm is rising again.

Princess Shen looked at the signed order, her mind clear. She knew that today, she was no longer just a discarded concubine in the palace, but the winner of the power game. The emperor's signature marked her complete control of the situation.

"I once told you, Emperor, you were wrong," she whispered. "I never considered surrendering. I was simply waiting, waiting for you to go further, until you could completely trust me and let down your guard."

The rumors outside gradually died down, and the tension of the rebel forces gradually eased. Just as the emperor had just let down his guard, Princess Shen's plan quietly unfolded.

In the palace, after the storm, the balance of power has quietly tilted, and Princess Shen has firmly grasped the dominant position in this power game.

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