The Flourishing Era of Female Merchants

Dead?

Who could have imagined that the dignified Empress Feng would meet such an end?

The soldiers looked at the bright yellow figure on the city gate and a sense of fear rose in their hearts. Even Empress Feng had met such an end, so what about them?

What should they do now?

Everyone looked at the Second Prince on his horse, and each of them had a solemn expression.

The second prince trembled all over, his mind in turmoil. His mother was dead, so what about him?

If the Emperor doesn't even spare the Empress Dowager, he'll be even less likely to show mercy after what the Emperor has done. Thinking of the Emperor's resolute actions just now, the Second Prince's eyes narrowed, he gritted his teeth, and quickly made a decision.

The second prince slowly raised his head, looked at the people on the city gate, quickly turned his horse around, walked to the front of his troops, and looked at the city gate again. His eyes were filled with determination. "Soldiers, whoever can take the head of the person on the city gate, I will grant him a high official position and generous salary."

The single word "朕" (Zhen, meaning "I, the Emperor") conveyed an unusual firmness and revealed his choice: since he had already rebelled, what did it matter if he rebelled to the end?

The soldiers behind him were taken aback, and one of them said, "Second Prince, the Emperor is still alive..."

If they kill the emperor, that would be regicide!

No sooner had the man finished speaking than the Second Prince's eyes narrowed. He suddenly drew his sword and, with a swift motion, pierced the general's chest. Everyone who witnessed this scene felt a jolt in their hearts.

"Listen up, all of you! From this day forward, I am the emperor!" The second prince raised his voice. As long as he killed his father, everything would be his!

Since things are already like this, what's wrong with him taking a gamble?

"Haha..." Emperor Mingde watched all this and laughed heartily. "Second son, you've really gone all out for the throne. But you all had better think it over before deciding whether you want to support your 'emperor'."

The last two words, laced with irony, were impossible for anyone to ignore. As soon as Emperor Mingde finished speaking, the soldiers below the city, including the Second Prince, frowned and turned to look behind them. The dark mass behind them made everyone's expression change instantly.

"Report! Something terrible has happened..." Just then, a guard rushed up.

"What's going on?" The second prince had clearly sensed something was amiss, and his expression showed a hint of anxiety.

"The...the First Prince has surrounded us with his troops," the guard said in a panic. "The First Prince's forces outnumber ours by several times."

The second prince swayed, looked at the dark mass again, and burst into laughter.

They've surrounded them? Where would Qinglan get so many men? ...This must be the imperial tally he received to mobilize troops!

"Second Prince, you've seen it all. Now, what do you think?" Emperor Mingde's voice came from the city gate again, the sarcasm even more intense. Before the Second Prince could react, Emperor Mingde's eyes sharpened, and he said loudly, "You've all seen it clearly. I don't need to tell you what to choose! Whoever can take the head of this traitor, I will forgive and forget his past crimes!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the soldiers below the city gate changed. They looked at the Second Prince with varying expressions, and gradually, a hint of murderous intent appeared in their eyes...

The second prince, seeing this, realized something and hurriedly said, "Don't listen to him... I..."

"Second Prince, this humble general is sorry!" one of the leaders shouted loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards the Second Prince. At the same time, the others realized what was happening and rushed forward.

The second prince instantly understood their intentions and realized his predicament. Before he could react, a sharp sword pierced his flesh and chest.

"Ugh..." The second prince gripped the sword hilt tightly. Pain also came from other parts of his body. In his eyes, several swords were piercing his body. The soldiers holding sharp swords had vicious faces. The second prince's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

He lost, he lost completely!

With his last bit of strength, the Second Prince turned around with difficulty and looked at the city gate. His vision was becoming increasingly blurry, and he could not make out the expressions of the people on the city gate clearly. However, that bright yellow robe was particularly dazzling.

He still doesn't give in!

Suddenly, a large knife came crashing down on him. The second prince was powerless to dodge. In the next instant, the blade fell, blood spurted out, and the head, filled with hatred, rolled a few times on the ground, looking extremely desolate.

On the city gate, everyone watched this scene with different expressions. Emperor Mingde took a deep breath, turned around and walked down the city wall. The moment he was out of everyone's sight, his body, which had been holding on, swayed, and it was all over.

Without Empress Feng and the Second Prince, there's even less chance that the Feng family will cause any trouble!

Bai Yi stood on the city gate, his gaze fixed on the vast, dark mass of soldiers. He knew that what he had to do could not wait any longer!

Meanwhile, in the distance, atop a steed, Qinglan, dressed in a green robe, gripped the reins tightly, her years of dormancy finally coming to an end!

An image of tranquility appeared in his mind, and a bright smile appeared on his lips.

Inside the city, the room was peaceful, but a chill ran through her, a hint of unease creeping in. She frowned and looked towards the door, "Where is the Prince? Hasn't he returned yet?"

"I just heard the news that the Second Prince's rebel army has been suppressed. I suppose His Highness still has some matters to attend to. Once these matters are settled, His Highness will surely be by the Princess's side as soon as possible," Liu Guang said softly, a hint of a smile appearing between her brows. They were also relieved that the Second Prince's rebel army had been suppressed.

An Mi lowered her brows, took a small sip of tea, and suddenly, a hint of joy appeared in Liu Guang's voice, "Your Highness... Your Highness is back."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Bai Yi entered the room. An Mi was overjoyed and immediately stood up. The next moment, she fell into a familiar embrace. An Mi felt Bai Yi's strength and a warmth rose in her heart. Her previous unease also dissipated.

After a while, Bai Yi finally pulled An Mi out of his arms, his gaze falling on her face as he scrutinized her closely. An Mi found his gaze somewhat strange. "Bai Yi, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Today's Bai Yi is somewhat unusual!

"Mi'er, I've already made arrangements. You will leave when I escort Father back to the palace!" Bai Yi said in a deep voice. Upon hearing this, not only An Mi, but even Liu Guang, who was serving beside her, was taken aback. Leave?

What does leaving mean?

An Mi met Bai Yi's eyes and gradually seemed to understand, "So urgent?"

As shrewd as An Mi was, she quickly understood Bai Yi's meaning. Now that the Second Prince had been executed, the heir to the throne was none other than Qing Lan. Qing Lan was now fearless. She thought that as long as the Emperor was around, Qing Lan would not dare to act recklessly. But Bai Yi must have his reasons for making such an arrangement.