I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

These old ministers still seem to have not come out of the shadow of Li Shimin's death. They really can't understand why His Majesty, who had always been in good health, suddenly passed away?

Their hearts were filled with grief and reluctance, and many ministers were secretly wiping away tears. The suppressed sobs could be faintly heard in the corners of the court.

When Changsun Wuji saw this scene in the court, he looked at Li Tai calmly.

Li Tai understood. He took a step forward and said loudly, "Lord Changsun, before His Majesty passed away, didn't he leave two wills to you and me? Now is a good time to announce His Majesty's will! So we can confirm the successor!"

As soon as Li Tai uttered these words, Wei Zheng, like an enraged lion, took a giant step forward. His eyes widened as he glared at Li Tai fiercely, and he demanded, "What do you mean, Your Highness? After the emperor's death, according to the ancestral system of the Tang Dynasty, the crown prince will naturally ascend the throne before the coffin. The Tang Dynasty already has a clear heir apparent, so why would a future ruler need to re-establish one? Your Highness, do you have ulterior motives?" Wei Zheng's words were righteous, each word like a sharp blade, piercing Li Tai directly. He stood firm in upholding the orthodoxy of the Tang Dynasty, his aura so powerful that no one else could refute him.

Wei Zheng turned his head and looked at Changsun Wuji again, his eyes full of questioning: "Changsun Wuji, I, Wei Zheng, really don't understand. Since His Majesty has passed away, you kept the news a secret in order to prevent unrest in Chang'an, but why haven't we seen any sign of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince until now? You must give everyone an explanation! Tell me, where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" His eyes were bright and the majesty and oppression in his eyes made Changsun Wuji slightly stunned.

When the ministers in the court heard Wei Zheng's questioning, they suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem.

Yes, today is such an important day. As the crown prince, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should have succeeded to the throne in front of the coffin, but now he is nowhere to be seen. What should we do?

The state could not afford to be without a ruler for even a day. Without the Crown Prince, the court felt like it had lost its pillars, instantly devolving into chaos. Ministers began whispering among themselves, discussing various matters. Speculations and concerns spread throughout the court, and the clamor was like a surging tide, nearly drowning the entire Taiji Hall.

Changsun Wuji frowned and waved his hand. Immediately, two eunuchs holding golden gongs came out from both sides and walked quickly. They struck the gongs vigorously, and the "dangdangdang" sound echoed in the court, crisp and loud.

"quiet!"

Changsun Wuji shouted loudly. Under the intimidation of this majestic shout and the sound of the gong, everyone gradually quieted down, and a sense of order was restored in the court.

Zhangsun Wuji cleared his throat and spoke slowly, "The reason His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hasn't come isn't because I haven't informed you, but because he's already terminally ill and beyond medical help. He's fully aware of his condition and has specifically ordered me to come and preside over the court affairs and handle the many matters following His Majesty's passing."

After hearing what Changsun Wuji said, the ministers' faces suddenly became unpredictable.

In particular, the official next to Fang Xuanling who was disguised as Li Shimin, under the magical disguise of Sun Simiao, dressed in a fourth-rank official uniform, cleverly blended into the court.

When he heard Zhangsun Wuji say that the prince was terminally ill, he felt as if his heart was pierced by a sharp thorn.

"Cheng Qian...how could that be?"

He wondered in his heart, Cheng Qian is so young and has always been in good health, how could he suddenly get a terminal illness and be so seriously ill?

He really couldn't accept the news.

"I'm not dead yet, is my son going to die before me?"

His heart was filled with pain and doubt, and his hands unconsciously clenched. Fang Xuanling noticed Li Shimin's unusual expression and calmly hooked his little finger at him, signaling him to remain calm. Li Shimin was slightly startled, then looked up at Fang Xuanling, finding a trace of comfort in his eyes, and his heart finally settled down a little.