The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

After a long time, the man woke up.

"Master, let's go back," Feige said expressionlessly.

The man stood up from the ground, Feige walked in front, and the man followed behind.

After walking for a while, Feige complained that the man was too slow.

"Master, you're too slow," Feige said, grabbing the man and carrying him to the East Palace before setting him down on the ground.

"Master, we've arrived."

The man opened his eyes; his heart was pounding in fear.

"Xiao Si, you're amazing!"

"Um"

"Master, you're back. You can handle this yourself."

"it is good"

The man walked ahead, and Feige followed behind.

The man searched the entire Eastern Palace, but there wasn't a single living person in sight; all the servants and maids were dead.

"Master, what should we do?"

"Let's go to the palace."

"it is good"

Soon, the two arrived at the palace gate.

Then I saw that the palace had changed; a new group of guards were standing watch at the palace gates.

"Xiao Si, let's fly in."

Feige dragged the man into the palace.

When they arrived at the entrance of the Imperial Study, there was no one there, and the ground was a mess, as if someone was searching for something.

"Fourth Prince, all the people outside have been replaced. It seems he has taken control of the palace. We need to find a way to see Father Emperor."

"Okay," Fei Ge said expressionlessly.

"Master, the Emperor is dying," Wu Tang suddenly said softly from within the space.

"My lord, we are going to see the Emperor."

Feige dragged the man—no, the Crown Prince—to the Emperor's bedside, only to find there wasn't a single eunuch or maidservant there.

"Father"

The man knelt down.

"woooooo"

The man, no, His Highness the Crown Prince, held the Emperor's hand.

"Father, I'm late, I'm sorry."

"woooooo"

The old emperor pointed to under his pillow.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has something for you," Fei Ge reminded him.

His Highness the Crown Prince reached under the Emperor's pillow and saw the imperial seal and an imperial edict.

The man—no, His Highness the Crown Prince—opened the imperial edict. He understood: his father had passed the throne to him.

"Father"

His Highness the Crown Prince knelt down and kowtowed to the Emperor. After he finished, Feige helped him up.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has suffered a stroke due to the stress and anxiety."

"However, I can cure it."

Upon hearing this, the man turned to look at Feige, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Feige squatted down, took the emperor's hand, and spent a full energy point to heal the old emperor.

"The second son is tired of living; he actually dares to rebel."

Seeing that his father had recovered, the Crown Prince happily helped him up.

The Emperor looked at Feige and asked, "What's your name?"

"Your Majesty, my name is Xiao Si."

"Father, she's the only one left by my side; everyone else is dead," the Crown Prince quickly explained.

"How come I never noticed before that the second daughter was a wolf in sheep's clothing?"

"Father, he has replaced everyone outside."

"Fuck"

The emperor got out of bed, lifted the lid from under the bed, and took out a token.

"Take this; it's the token of the Qilin Guard."

"Father, I..." The Crown Prince hesitated to answer.

“Take it. The second son is not suitable to be emperor. Go and summon the Qilin Guard. Although they only have 500 men, their abilities are sufficient. This is a secret known only to emperors of all generations.”

His Highness the Crown Prince held the token with trembling hands.

"Father, you're all right now. You can be the emperor yourself. I can gather the Qilin Guard for you, but I don't want to be emperor yet."

"It's up to you."

"Xiao Si, let's go."

"Yes, Master."

Feige and the man vanished in the blink of an eye.

Upon reaching the palace, the man raised the Qilin Guard's token, and instantly, a plume of fireworks shot into the sky. Soon after, 500 Qilin Guards knelt before him.

"Qilin Guards, heed my command! The Second Prince has rebelled; seize them all!"

"Yes"

Five hundred Qilin Guards stood up and stormed into the palace. The other guards, seeing these men, were instinctively afraid.

Some of the older people were kneeling on the ground, trembling.

"They are the Qilin Guards."

Upon hearing this, the others immediately dropped their weapons and knelt down.

Five hundred Qilin Guards stormed into the palace and captured all the traitors.

The second prince looked at them resentfully.

He lost, and he was unwilling to accept it.

"impossible"

"impossible"

……

The old emperor walked over and ordered, "Throw him into the death row, and execute everyone in the Second Prince's household."

"No, Father, I was wrong!"

"I was wrong, Father."

……

The Qilin Guard acted swiftly, and soon, everyone in the Second Prince's residence was dead.

The old emperor sat in the imperial study, with the crown prince to his left.

"Father, this is the token of the Qilin Guard."

The prince placed the token on the table.

The old emperor put it away.

"Father, I'm leaving."

"Go, go."

Not long after the crown prince left, the old emperor sat there in a daze.

"Ugh"