Space Farming: Traveling through Ancient Times to Do Business

He was dressed in white, as bright as snow, forming a sharp contrast with the darkness around him. It seemed that at this moment, he had pulled apart the heaven and the earth, becoming a lonely and proud figure in this chaotic world.

However, Yang Guifei did not seem afraid when facing Xuan Yuchen.

Her eyes were bloodshot due to anger and fanaticism, and they seemed to be burning with raging flames, wanting to turn anyone or anything that stood in her way into ashes.

She laughed loudly, her voice full of madness and determination: "Xuan Yuchen, do you think you can still stop me? The entire Xuan Dynasty will belong to my son! You are just a useless prince, how can you compete with me?"

Xuan Yuchen raised his lips slightly, sneered and said: "Madam Yang Guifei wants to force the emperor to abdicate, do you think this prince will be afraid? You are wrong. Although I, Xuan Yuchen, am useless, I still have the royal blood of the Xuan Dynasty flowing in my bones. I will never let you, a demon concubine, succeed, and I will never let you push the Xuan Dynasty into an abyss of no return!"

"Force the emperor to abdicate?" Yang Guifei laughed loudly, her laughter full of pride and madness, "A few days ago, His Majesty issued a will, appointing Li'er as the new emperor. This is His Majesty's handwritten will, you can't help but believe it!"

"Demon concubine, don't talk nonsense!" Xuan Yuchen shouted angrily

"How could His Majesty make such a decision while I am still here? You must have forced His Majesty to tamper with the will!"

Yang Guifei's laughter became even more unbridled. "Force? Tamper? Prince, do you think you are still the high and mighty crown prince? Let me tell you, the current Daxuan Dynasty is already my son's world. You are just a deposed prince, powerless, what qualifications do you have to question me?"

"Second Prince, no, the new emperor, if you take one more step forward, you will be the king of this world." A general belonging to the Liu family kept encouraging Xuan Yuli, his voice full of excitement and expectation.

"New Emperor, go to your position quickly." Another general urged, their eyes full of awe and admiration for Xuan Yuli.

However, the palace was a scene of chaos and bloodshed. Everywhere there was the sound of weapons clashing, the smell of rain and blood, and the air was filled with cries. This was simply a hell on earth!

In the empty palace, the rumbling thunder filled the air with a blazing white glow, and the flickering candlelight added a touch of eeriness to the terrifying atmosphere.

The second prince Xuan Yuli was wearing yellow armor, looking from afar at the dragon throne, which symbolized the power of the world.

As long as he sits on it, all the people will kneel down to him. Is he the true chosen one?

Xuan Yuli thought so and did so.

He held the long sword and walked towards the dragon throne step by step.

This was his lifelong dream, and now it was within his reach. How could he not be ecstatic?

"You dare, Xuan Yuli!"

"Deposed Crown Prince, tell me why I dare not." Xuan Yuli sneered, his tone was cold, and his eyes were full of desire for the throne and obsession with power.

Xuan Yuli strode towards the dragon throne as if the position already belonged to him. His steps were firm and powerful, and every step was filled with determination and ambition.

"Xuan Yuli, I thought those rumors were just talk, I didn't expect my good son to have rebellious intentions!" Under the layers of curtains, a thin Xuan Zhentian in bright yellow clothes walked out. Yingyan supported him, his eyes full of heartache!

Xuan Yuli was startled, but quickly regained his composure.

He stared with wide eyes, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"You're not dead?" Xuan Yuli's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Second Prince, do you want me to die?" Xuan Zhentian's voice was low and majestic, revealing endless disappointment and anger.

Xuan Yuli became anxious and raised his knife to chop towards Xuan Zhentian. There was still some tension in his palms, but soon all the tension and guilt were destroyed by the tremendous power.

He said softly: "Father, I am doing this for your sake. Think about it, your son is both civil and military, but you want the powerless prince. If you had given the throne to me earlier, I would have given you wealth and honor earlier, and you would have enjoyed your old age in peace, wouldn't that be good?"

With a "ding" sound, Ying Yan steadily caught the knife that was chopping towards Xuan Yuli, and Xuan Yuli was quickly rescued to a safe area by the masters around him.

Xuan Zhentian looked at Xuan Yuli and said in a low voice: "I don't have such plans."

Xuan Yuli raised the corner of his mouth slightly, repeating this sentence with a smile, and then said lightly: "Father is unwilling to abdicate, so it is your son who will suffer! Are you still looking forward to the return of the prince?

What a pity, this is just your wishful thinking. Now everyone in and outside the palace is mine.

Now you have no choice but to compromise! " After saying that, Xuan Yuli clapped his hands and signaled his men to take action.

Immediately afterwards, a young eunuch came over holding a writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.

Although Xuan Zhentian didn't remember the name of the little eunuch, he still felt that his familiar face looked familiar.

Xuan Zhentian narrowed his eyes, stared at Xuan Yuli closely, and said in a cold tone: "I really underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be able to reach into the palace so quickly."

Xuan Yuli pretended not to hear the sarcasm in the emperor's mouth, and just smiled more brightly and said: "It is also thanks to your strong support that I can come this far."

Xuan Yuli took it for granted to address me as "Zhen" and felt refreshed. This was a happy time that he had been looking forward to for many, many years. Now that it was right before his eyes, how could he not be excited?

At this point, Xuan Yuli coughed lightly, straightened his back, put his left hand on his waist, and continued with the demeanor of a king, "Thank goodness you favor my mother so much and give her supreme honor and status, otherwise how would I have the opportunity to come this far and sit on this supreme throne?"

The high and mighty Emperor felt a pain in his head when he heard his son calling him "I" over and over again.

He had mixed feelings in his heart. What could he say at this moment?

He couldn't loudly denounce Xuan Yuli's evil ambitions. After all, at this moment of isolation and helplessness, he still needed to rely on Xuan Yuli to maintain the superficial peace to avoid any accidents before the rescue troops arrived.

Xuan Zhentian pondered for a moment, and finally spoke: "I never thought that the obedient and sensible you acted in front of the emperor was actually a disguise. I really underestimated you and didn't realize that you hid so deeply!"

When Xuan Yuli heard this, he became even more excited and almost laughed out loud, "Father, have you only now seen my excellence and talent? For so many years, I have been carefully serving as a supporting role for my elder brother and bringing out his brilliance. Father, I am also a son, why can't you treat me equally and give me some opportunities to show myself?" His eyes were flashing with desire and unwillingness, as if he wanted to pour out years of frustration and dissatisfaction.