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Lu Xiyue came to the queen mother's palace.

The blue bird guards guarding the empress dowager's palace are also not rare.

Fortunately, there are not as many people in Qinzheng Palace, so it is not too difficult to get in.

The room was brightly lit, and the Queen Mother had obviously not fallen asleep yet. She had a sad face, but the white hair on her temples could no longer cover her face. She called her mother and asked, "What time is it now?"

"Ghost Empress, it's just past Haishi."

"Hai Shi?"

The queen mother shook the hand holding the cup, and the warm teacup spilled out and spread on the table, "It's already Haishi, the emperor, what decision have you made?"

When she asked this question, the Empress Dowager's voice trembled.

The emperor was her own son, of course she didn't want him to die, but if he handed over the land of Great Xia to Ji Wuhen, he would have failed the people and the former emperor.

This is a dilemma.

The Zen position can be born.

Mammy shook her head, and said truthfully, "Your maidservant doesn't know."

The entire palace was under control, and without Ji Wuhen's permission, they couldn't leave the palace gate at all, but seeing that it was as quiet outside as ever, they must have not made any decisions yet.

The queen mother stood up and walked to the door, and saw a dark cloud floating, covering a crescent moon.

She looked sad, and she never imagined that things would evolve to what they are today.

At this moment, the window suddenly moved.

"It's windy?" The queen mother frowned, she didn't feel cold on her face.

Mammy turned her head to look, and saw a person crawling up from under the window. She was about to scream when she saw that person raised his head, revealing a delicate face.

"Shh, don't cry, ma'am, it's me."

"Princess Ning?" Momo's eyes widened, seeing the eunuch's uniform on her body, she didn't react for a while.

The queen mother standing at the door heard her voice, thought she was talking to herself, and said softly: "What did you just say?"

She didn't hear very well.

"Queen, Princess Ning is here!"

Now that the entire palace is under the control of His Highness the Third Highness, and Prince Ning's Mansion is a thorn in his side, she simply can't think about how Princess Ning slipped in.

This is the palace, and she is too capable.

"Princess Ning?"

The queen mother thought she heard it wrong, but before she turned her head, she saw a smiling face.

"Empress Dowager." Lu Xiyue came over, the situation was urgent, and she didn't care about etiquette, "The prince is guarding outside now, we are here to save His Majesty."

The queen mother was stunned, and said in disbelief, "How did you get in?"

This little girl is against the sky.

Lu Xiyue didn't answer: "It's a long story, and Prince Duan is here too, we need your help, Queen Mother."

"I?"

……

Outside the Hall of Qinzheng, until the last stick of incense was burned, Ji Wuhen stood up and said loudly, "Father, have you made up your mind?"

This is his last chance.

The servant's voice came from the hall, "King Shuo, Your Majesty has written the edict for the Zen position."

Ji Wuhen's eyes moved slightly, as if a little surprised.

But soon, he smiled.

"I know that my father is satisfied with my son." How good it was to know the times earlier, so Fuchun and Fushou would not have died in vain.

"Then ask Father to read the edict." Ji Wuhen hardly suspected that the person who was enthroned in the edict was not himself.

The prince was not found, but what he brought was the news of the prince's death. It is not always possible that the father will pass on the throne to others.

His father has been in the position of emperor for 30 to [-] years, so he can't even see this clearly.

If the person in this edict is not himself, he will definitely kill and clean up the person who was placed in the Zen position.

Emperor Hui naturally knew this, and it was precisely because of this that he strengthened his mind that he would rather die than pass on the throne to Ji Wuhen.

The door of Qinzheng Hall opened, and Zhou Wei appeared holding the imperial edict.

Ji Wuhen stood up, stepped forward a few steps, flicked his robe, with a respectful gesture.

The surrounding blue bird guards knelt down on the ground.

Zhou Wei opened the edict, glanced at Ji Wuhen who was kneeling not far away, his eyes were complicated, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I have been in power for 32 years, and the world has been shattered. Fortunately, thanks to the spirit of my ancestors, I survived the crisis. Today there is Crown Prince Ji Yunyan..."

Hearing this name, Ji Wuhen's body shook and he raised his head suddenly.

Under the dim moonlight, those eyes were red.

The crown prince, the father still insists on passing the throne to Ji Yunyan!

The surrounding blue bird guards were also shocked.

He stood up suddenly, and interrupted Zhou Wei's words with a harsh voice: "Eunuch Zhou, did you read it wrong?" He gritted his teeth, his scarlet eyes were full of sternness.

Zhou Wei put away the edict and sighed: "This is His Majesty's own handwriting."

Ji Wuhen stared at him for a while, then raised his head and laughed.

"Father, you are really a good emperor. You would rather pass the throne to a dead man than pass it on to me."

Is it because he knows that Ji Yunyan is not dead, or because he wants to give the kings a reason to calm down the chaos.

No matter which one it is, he cannot accept it.

He could have killed him with one blow, but because he was his father, he chose to give him a chance to spend so long with him.

However, even at this point, he was still unwilling to pass on the throne to him.

"I don't understand why, I'm not as good as Ji Yunyan!" He almost roared angrily.

"Whether it's talent or resourcefulness, I have never lost to him. Why, he doesn't even have the support of his mother's family!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Wei gave way to Emperor Hui who was behind him.

"Because you can't be an emperor well." Emperor Hui said coldly.

Ji Wuhen was stunned, and the smile on the corner of his lips was a little more ironic: "How do you know that I can't be good?"

"You are my son. Even if you are not very close to me, I know your nature. You are hypocritical, indecisive, caring about family affection, disregarding right from wrong, and allowing your uncle to murder others. This alone does not qualify you to be a good king."

The king that Great Xia needs is just and benevolent, instead of being led by the nose by blood ties and making unfavorable choices for the people time and time again.

"Now you are forcing the palace again and killing your two younger sisters. This is cruel and disregarding family affection, and threatening me is also cold-blooded. How can I pass on the throne to you?"

Maybe when he really has no successor, Ji Wuhen will become his choice.

But the matter of forcing the palace completely cut off this possibility.

Had he ascended to that position, he would have become a tyrant.

Daxia had been in constant war more than ten years ago, and it had finally been stable for more than ten years, how could it be destroyed in his hands.

"You forced me to do this." Ji Wuhen gritted his teeth, "It's my own wish to get to where I am today. If my mother and concubine hadn't died, if you hadn't made Ji Yunyan the crown prince..."

"Where is the time? If you lose, you lose. Third child, stop. If you withdraw your troops, you will still be the King Shuo of Great Xia." Emperor Hui looked at him deeply.