Time Travel: He is My Dad!

The Hand Behind the Scenes

Under Princess Shen's orders, the atmosphere within the palace grew increasingly tense. Every shadow, every glance, was filled with unspeakable tension. Those once-dominant officials were now beginning to feel her overwhelming pressure. She was more than just a discarded concubine in the cold palace; she was the master of power, commanding the line between life and death.

Behind her, all the secret guards moved silently, and every piece of information was under her control. Princess Shen never underestimated the complexity of this palace, but she also never truly feared this land full of conspiracy and intrigue.

In the palace, the interrogation was strict.

Under the dim candlelight, several once arrogant and powerful officials knelt tremblingly before Princess Shen. They had once believed that they could call the shots in the palace with the powerful forces behind them, but now there was no turning back.

Princess Shen's silk thread gently slid across her fingers. She didn't rush to make a decision, but quietly considered the people before her. She knew that this struggle was far more complicated than she had initially anticipated.

"Each of you has a deep background, and the forces hidden behind you are beyond your control." She raised the corners of her lips slightly, a cold light flashing in her eyes. "I am not in a hurry to uncover all the secrets behind you. Instead, I want to know how you will respond."

The powerful ministers' eyes intertwined, and the fear and anxiety on their faces made the atmosphere even more oppressive. The power they once had was suddenly shattered by Princess Shen's calmness and decisiveness, as if every second was approaching their end.

"You have no way out." Princess Shen whispered, her voice soft but carrying a deterrent force that could not be ignored. "From now on, I will decide your fate."

Those people hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose silence. They knew full well that if Princess Shen decided their fate, the consequences would be brutal. However, Princess Shen didn't need their answers. She knew that the power behind them was the very cancer she needed to eradicate.

She smiled slightly and ordered, "No need to ask any more questions. Let them see the other rules of this palace."

Several secret guards quickly stepped forward and took the powerful officials away one by one. In the palace, behind every rebellion, there was always a more unfathomable force, but Princess Shen was prepared. Facing these complex political plots, she was not afraid.

Outer palace, night wind.

The night outside the palace was bustling as always. The streets of the imperial capital were packed with people, a bustling scene that contrasted sharply with the tension within the palace. However, Princess Shen's mind did not linger on these superficial appearances. Her target was still the real enemy lurking in the shadows - the one who had once made her endure humiliation in the cold palace.

And the mastermind behind this was her ex-husband, the emperor.

Although he had seemingly given up on Princess Shen, the emperor actually harbored complex feelings for her deep down. These feelings were a mixture of power needs, jealousy, and self-esteem, and Princess Shen was well aware that this man's desire to control her had never disappeared.

She looked down at the letter in her hand. It was a secret report from an old friend. The report was brief and to the point, but it revealed a startling tidbit—the emperor seemed to be contacting external forces, attempting to leverage their power to revive his authority. The once weak man seemed to have finally awakened.

Princess Shen narrowed her eyes slightly and analyzed all this calmly. She was not in a hurry to expose this news, but planned to use this opportunity to quietly approach the core of the emperor.

A flicker of determination flashed in her eyes. Since he was so ambitious, Princess Shen would show no mercy. She was no longer the deposed concubine who allowed herself to be bullied, but a scheming and strategic strategist.

Inside the palace, the emperor's bedroom.

The emperor was dressed in gorgeous clothes, his face still handsome, but his eyes revealed a deep sense of fatigue. He sat on the huge dragon throne, the dragon pen in his hand gently scratching across the memorials, but he couldn't muster any energy.

The palace ministers' gossip continued, but he took it to heart. They were merely petty squabbles between powerful officials. What truly troubled him was the woman he once deeply loved—Princess Shen.

He knew he hadn't completely let go of her. Every time he thought of the coldness and determination in her eyes, the emperor felt uneasy. He didn't dare face his true feelings, but every move Princess Shen made seemed to affect his fate.

"Princess Shen, what exactly do you want?" He whispered to himself, his eyes falling on the unopened letter on the table.

He had already realized that the letter was no ordinary palace document, but rather a letter sent by Princess Shen herself. The contents of the letter were probably more than just greetings and sarcasm—the emperor dared not reveal a deeper meaning.

He suddenly stood up, his eyes firm, as if he had made a decision. Since she had chosen to be his enemy, he would definitely fight to the end.

"No matter what, I must personally remove her from the palace." There was a hint of coldness in the emperor's eyes.

Princess Shen was destined to be the enemy he would never be able to get rid of in this life, and he was determined to start an uncompromising war with her.

The deeper the palace, the darker the night.

Princess Shen stood at the window of her bedroom, gazing down at the vast palace. The wind outside grew stronger, as if foreshadowing an impending storm. A smile played on her lips, and a cold, resolute light gleamed in her eyes.

"Emperor, I came before you not to ask for your forgiveness, but to make you understand that the real power is no longer in your hands." She whispered, her voice carrying a cold breath.

In her heart, there is no longer any emotional entanglement, only cold rationality and resolute belief.

Princess Shen knew that every step forward would be filled with difficulty and challenges, but she was not afraid. As long as she could control everything, she could stand at the pinnacle of power and become the target of countless people's pursuit.

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Chapter 98: Dance of Power