The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

"Your Majesty, look at these imperial guards. They are loyal and dedicated to guarding the imperial city. In your opinion, which god's army are they under?"

"Needless to say, it's naturally mine... ahem, my kingdom and my soldiers!"

The old emperor spoke with a domineering tone, but his confidence became less and less.

In just one sentence, his thoughts turned several times.

"No, he is the fifteenth prince!"

Fifteen...Prince?

Who is that?

The old emperor's cloudy eyes turned around for a long time, but he still couldn't remember who the fifteenth prince was?

Speaking of the fifteenth prince, hey, Ling Jinhan's glasses were shattered this time, he was completely mistaken!

Back then, that boy was just an "idler" in the Daqing Palace next to the Cold Palace.

Her standard daily routine is giggling and drooling, and anyone who tries to test her will see her as a living symbol of "innocence".

No matter how he tried over the years, he was always clearly a fool.

Ling Jinhan never took this kid seriously.

He didn't believe that a stupid boy could make waves.

As a result, the first move they made was a king bomb!

He went to attack the Yun Kingdom, and the prince was also deposed by the old emperor in the rear.

He thought the throne was like a ripe persimmon, which could be easily picked and put into his pocket.

Who would have thought that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway through.

The fifteenth prince is not only not stupid, but also as smart as a monkey.

He managed to defeat the Imperial Guards, who could only be mobilized by the emperor, without bloodshed, as if they were his own guards.

However, Ling Jinhan was not here to help the old emperor remember how many sons he had.

He stated his purpose directly.

"Your Majesty, look, this situation is so interesting. Why don't we just do a 'prince saves the emperor' scene? How about letting them fight each other?"

Prince?

Who is this?

The old emperor was confused, his brain working rapidly, and finally he fished out the forgotten deposed prince from the corner of his memory.

"But... the prince has no troops."

There was a gleam of strategy in Ling Jinhan's eyes.

"Your Majesty, this is wrong. The defense forces of the capital are nominally under your control, but in reality, whoever holds the 'troop mobilization order' is the boss.

Why don't we let the prince test the waters and see if he can stir up some waves?"

His purpose is to benefit from the conflict between the two parties!

The power struggle in this palace is like a deep sea undercurrent, and one can be doomed if one is not careful.

And he, Ling Jinhan, is the "super fisherman" who hides in the dark, observes quietly, waits for the best opportunity, and strikes with one strike.

"Your Majesty, look at the situation. The Fifteenth Prince and the Crown Prince, one controls the Imperial Guards, and the other has been deposed but still has some power. If the two of them were to fight, it would be truly, extremely exciting!"

Ling Jinhan deliberately made his words sound light-hearted and humorous, but in fact he was sharp-tongued.

He just wanted to make the old emperor realize that this fight might be a great opportunity for him to revive imperial power and clean up his house.

The old emperor was stunned at first, then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be interested in Ling Jinhan's proposal.

"Humph, this kid is really not simple."

The old emperor thought to himself, but remained calm on the surface. He just stroked his beard lightly and pretended to be thinking deeply.

"However, I cannot be the one who sits back and reaps the benefits. I want to personally go down and see how this drama plays out."

The old emperor suddenly changed the subject, his tone revealing a hint of arrogance that comes from his old age.

However, the old emperor himself did not know it. He seemed to have seen the glorious moment of his great victory in this game of power.

Seeing this, Ling Jinhan laughed in his heart, but remained expressionless and continued to add fuel to the fire.

"Your Majesty is wise. With you personally in charge, this play will surely be even more exciting. However, the timing and measure of this play still need your Majesty to carefully grasp it."

As he spoke, Ling Jinhan deliberately pretended to twirl his fingers lightly, as if he was just tasting tea.

A hint of cruelty flashed in the old emperor's turbid eyes, but then he regained his imperial majesty.

"Humph, you are getting sweeter and sweeter. But you are right. This power game needs to be played with some tricks. Otherwise, wouldn't it be too boring?"

The old emperor suddenly changed the subject, his tone revealing a bit of amusement and anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to see how this palace drama directed by himself would be performed.

Ling Jinhan was secretly proud in his heart, but on the surface he lowered his head even more respectfully.

But secretly I was feeling very proud.

"Father, oh father, you have fallen into my trap and you don't even realize it.

But then again, wouldn't life in the palace be too monotonous and boring if there was no fun?

Let's make this drama a grand one, so that people in the future can learn what it means to have both political schemes and jokes!"

The old emperor nodded slightly, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes that had seen all the prosperity in the world.

Then he waved his hand, as if issuing an invitation to an unprecedented "joyful feast".

"Come here, quickly deliver my golden token that is so heavy that it can make you bend over, to our brave and handsome crown prince Ling Muxiao!

Tell him that I am looking forward to this "friendly exchange match" with the fifteenth prince Ling Ze. I hope they can play at their best and show their style. It would be best if they can come up with some new tricks to make an old man like me happy!"

As soon as the news came out, the entire palace was in an uproar. The palace maids and eunuchs discussed it privately, speculating on how this "brotherly contest" would unfold.

Some speculated that it was a contest of wisdom and courage, some imagined a "Cuju version" of the palace competition, and some even started preparing small stools with melon seeds and peanuts to watch this "annual drama."

There is absolutely no sense of urgency about forcing the emperor to abdicate.

When Crown Prince Ling Muxiao received the token, he was adjusting his flowing hairstyle in front of a bronze mirror.

A look of reluctance.

"Alas, what ability do I, a prince deposed by my father, have?

But, is father trying to amuse me again?

But if you want to play, you have to play big!"

He then summoned his think tank and staff to plot how to maintain his composure in this "war" while allowing his good father to reinstate him as the crown prince.

On the other side, the fifteenth prince Ling Ze, known as the "little fool of the palace".

After hearing the news, instead of showing any fear, he rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Hehe, my dear father, you are so cruel.

Don’t blame me for being ruthless this time!

I want to show you what it means to be a latecomer and a successor, and what it means to be a disciple who surpasses his teacher! "

He immediately summoned his shadow guards, a group of equally eccentric companions with strange ideas in their heads, and vowed to make some big noise in this "war".

A "war" that seems serious but is actually full of conspiracy has quietly begun.

Crown Prince Ling Muxiao and Fifteenth Prince Ling Ze, one wins by wit and sets numerous traps; the other wins by bravery, countering each move and not forgetting to play a prank on the other from time to time.

The old emperor sat on the high dragon throne, watching all this, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

"These two guys are getting better and better at playing!"