Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft heroine is pampered by the group in the plane

Chapter 483 Little Crybaby, Beautiful and Delicate, Rough Man Pampers His Wife and Seduces Her 33

With the eldest prince's token, Su Zhiruan had a smooth journey.

The palace road was heavily guarded and had many checkpoints. The concubines avoided going out and locked the palace gates. The closer to the Golden Throne Hall, the more guards there were. Bloodstains and corpses could be seen every few steps. Blood splattered on the dark red palace walls, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

The sky became gloomy, and the sun was hidden in the clouds. Only the dim and weak sunlight lightly covered the earth, as if it would be completely swallowed up in the next second. Everyone knew that a huge change would take place in the entire Wan Dynasty today.

Although Su Zhiruan was wearing a maid's uniform, she had the eldest prince's token in her hand. The guards were all the eldest prince's men. They thought she was a spy planted by the eldest prince in the palace, so they let her in.

She went around the back of the Golden Palace and hid behind a pillar to observe the situation.

At this time, the hall was tense and filled with the smell of blood, but no one cared.

The Second Prince pointed his sword directly at the First Prince's throat. His face was covered in dirt and dried blood. He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brother, do you know that what you did today is regicide and patricide. You are disregarding the principles of father-son and monarch-subject ethics! Do you want to abdicate and be despised by everyone? Do you want to leave your name in history books?!"

"Your Majesty, my brother, are wrong." Compared to his fury, the eldest prince had a calm madness. He even smiled slightly. "Since ancient times, the victors have been kings and the victors have been bandits. The capable have been in power. What I am doing today is also a last resort."

"Besides, since my second brother said that I killed my father and the king, I happen to have some witnesses who can prove it. Although my second brother claims to be a good minister and a filial son, what he did behind the scenes is no less than what I did." The eldest prince hinted at something.

Everyone present naturally knew what was going on. The two of them were equally capable. The old emperor was now on his deathbed, and it was not without the contributions of his two sons.

Su Zhiruan yawned and sat quietly with his back against the pillar.

"If you two surrender, I will spare your bodies for the sake of brotherhood." The eldest prince drew his sword, and the two generals behind him immediately surrounded the second and third princes. He stepped forward and continued to threaten, "If you insist on resisting, then after I ascend the throne, you two will be traitors and traitors. Your heads will be hung on the city wall as a warning, and your bodies will be thrown into a mass grave."

The second prince and the third prince looked at each other, and instantly, murderous intent burst out -

The eldest prince has always been afraid of the treasure in the third prince's hand. Although he has never shown it in front of others, because of this, danger is everywhere. Everyone around the eldest prince keeps a close eye on the third prince, and if he makes any suspicious moves, they will kill him immediately.

"Stop talking nonsense," the second prince chopped with his sword, gritted his teeth and hit the head hard, "Ah——"

In an instant, the entire Golden Palace was covered in blood, and their subordinates were also entangled in fighting each other, with every move being deadly and every move being a decisive kill.

Blood and flesh were splattered everywhere, and broken limbs were everywhere. Even outside the hall, there was infighting and the whole place was in ruins.

"Royal brother - why have you and I come to this? We are of the same roots..."

The second prince's right hand was chopped off, and his expression was twisted in pain. The ground was littered with broken limbs and arms, but his arm was still tightly holding the knife. Beads of sweat the size of beans on his head slid down his cheeks and merged with the blood that flowed from his face and the corners of his mouth. It was unclear whether it was tears of blood or sweat and blood.

“Enough!” The eldest prince’s face was covered with deep and shallow scars. He looked solemn and forced himself to stand up. “We are from the same roots?! If we are really from the same roots, why would we have come to this point?”

The Third Prince was captured, and he shouted angrily, "We are all princes, why did you make such a fuss?"

"Same?" The eldest prince looked at the second prince's face pretending to be righteous and suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, if I am also the son of the Empress, then I am the legitimate eldest son. You are arguing with me in the Golden Palace now, aren't you just coveting the throne above everyone else? You pretend to be noble, but in fact you are a complete hypocrite."

……

Su Zhiruan listened for half of the talk and then yawned again.

After all, these three people have a lot of grudges. She calculated that it would take at least a quarter of an hour.

In that case, she might as well do some real work.

So she got up quietly without disturbing anyone.

The way out was much smoother than the way in. The guards already knew her and allowed her to walk without even requiring a token.

So, Su Zhiruan came to the Purple Palace, the old emperor's bedroom.

“Who is it?!” Two long spears blocked her way, and they looked at Su Zhiruan coldly, “No one is allowed to enter without permission!”

"I'm here to retrieve something on the orders of the eldest prince. You are not allowed to stop me!" Su Zhiruan showed the token and stood neither humble nor arrogant.

"Let go."

When you push open the door, you will be hit by a strong smell of medicine. The doors and windows are closed, and there are layers of curtains. It is more like imprisonment than recuperation. If you recuperate in such an environment, even a healthy person will suffer from depression.

She pushed aside the layers of bright yellow curtains and paused as she approached the bed.

The old emperor was already breathing out more than breathing in. When he heard footsteps, he coughed and panted and asked, "...Is it, is it the queen?"

"Father, it's me." Su Zhiruan stepped forward, lifted the curtain, and saw the old emperor's haggard appearance. "Do you remember me?"

"Oh, it's Jia Lan..." The old emperor couldn't say he was very surprised, he just looked at her, "You are the only one who still remembers me."

Su Zhiruan pulled the quilt up for him, squeezed out a few tears, and looked at the old emperor with tearful eyes, "Father...you will definitely get better..."

The old emperor sighed weakly, then looked at her and said apologetically, "I neglected you in the past, but I didn't expect that you would come to see me when I was about to die. If I had known that you were so filial, I would have compensated you."

"I don't want anything. I just want my father to be healthy and for me and my brothers to serve him." Su Zhiruan sat beside his bed, speaking sincerely, tears falling on the old emperor's hands.

"They..." The old emperor smiled bitterly, "Perhaps they have already started fighting."

"Father..." Su Zhiruan stood up and saluted, "Now, I have only one wish, please fulfill it."

"You said."

"My eldest brother and my second brother are in a standoff right now. I don't want to see brothers and sisters killing each other, and I don't want to see the court in chaos and the people living in misery." Su Zhiruan looked sad, and the old emperor was also moved. She continued, "Please ask your father to order the establishment of a crown prince, so as to put an end to the other party's thoughts and stabilize the former dynasty and the harem!"

The old emperor's eyes fell on the layers of bright yellow curtains and he paused for a long, long time. Finally, he seemed to compromise and sighed, "...The eldest prince raised an army to force the palace and intends to rebel. The second prince is the legitimate son of the queen and can be the king."

"Father, I will pass on the order!" Su Zhiruan nodded heavily. She looked up and asked again, "There is only one thing. There is no imperial edict at the moment, and Father cannot personally appoint the heir. I, a girl, am afraid that I will not be able to convince everyone if I pass on the oral order. Why don't you give me the token? I will go through fire and water to deliver it for my second brother."

Perhaps it was because the eunuch beside the old emperor had been executed and there was no one he could trust anymore, or perhaps what Su Zhiruan said made sense. The old emperor coughed heavily a few times, his chest rising and falling violently, then he stretched out his old hand and pointed tremblingly in the distance, "Flowers, vase... rotate the vase..."

Su Zhiruan stood up, walked quickly to the vase, and rotated it a few times as the old emperor said. Then, the scroll behind her automatically rolled up, revealing a secret compartment.

Her heartbeat quickened as she approached the secret compartment.

"Ink rack..." the old emperor's voice came faintly.

Su Zhiruan looked at the ink rack and saw that there was a pen on it that was different from the others. This pen could not be taken out, so she twisted it in the same way. With a rumbling sound, the small door of the secret compartment opened.

A dark red wooden box came into view. After she took it out and opened it, she found that what was inside was exactly what she wanted.

The dragon is emerald green all over, with warm tentacles, and the bottom is covered with slightly moist red ink.

It is the imperial seal!

She took the box and walked leisurely towards the old emperor, "Jia Lan, thank you very much, Your Majesty."

"You... must convey the imperial edict... ahem..." The old emperor did not notice anything unusual and looked at the jade seal in Su Zhiruan's hand motionlessly.

"Of course," Su Zhiruan smiled, holding the imperial seal in one hand and hooking the yellow belt beside the bed with the other hand, "Your Majesty's oral instructions, I remember clearly - the throne will be passed to Princess Jialan to ascend the throne and become emperor. The late emperor personally handed the imperial seal to me."

The old emperor suddenly widened his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Su Zhiruan's soul, "You - you - unfilial son -"

He was so angry that he couldn't speak, his chest felt tight and he was short of breath, and he even started gasping for breath.

"Compared to you, father, I am truly the most filial daughter in the world," Su Zhiruan stopped acting and chuckled, "Look, father, when I was little, I was bullied and humiliated by the princes and princesses, but I never asked for your mercy."

"Later, when my country was in trouble, you pushed me out to marry someone else, not caring who the other party was. As long as it could bring you benefits, it was worth it."

"When I returned to the palace, you wanted to kill me for your own pleasure. Later, you even wanted to take me as your concubine, disregarding human ethics." Su Zhiruan looked down at him, "Over the years, you have taught me so much. Now, all of this is your reward!"

"As a king, you are unkind; as a father, you are unkind; as a person, you are unjust; as a husband, you are unfaithful," Su Zhiruan sneered and continued to approach, "If the spirit of the late emperor in heaven saw you behave like this, he would be furious."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot," Su Zhiruan added, "You killed the late emperor with your own hands."

"You...you..." The old emperor could no longer utter a word. His eyes were bloodshot and he wished he could tear Su Zhiruan to pieces on the spot.

"The time has come," Su Zhiruan was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with him, so he simply took out a red pill from his purse and stuffed it into the old emperor's mouth, "Your son will take his leave."

After saying this, she lowered the bright yellow curtain, and the old emperor's hands could no longer touch the yellow belt.

But even if it is touched, what can happen?

She put it down layer by layer, and the moment she opened the door and stepped over the threshold, Su Zhiruan thought that the next dynasty was about to begin.