The useless princess is causing trouble again

Early morning of the sixth day.

Situ Ying took the imperial edict and led an army into Prince Sheng's mansion. Steward Yun did not dare to disobey the imperial order and took the people into the main courtyard.

"Your Highness Prince Chen, may I ask what crime my prince has committed, and why His Majesty urgently summoned him to the palace?"

"I am only here on orders. I will explain the details once I enter the palace. Butler Yun, stop talking nonsense and lead the way."

Butler Yun closed his mouth, feeling a vague sense of uneasiness in his heart, and walked forward with heavy steps.

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The tranquility of the main courtyard was broken by a burst of shouting and footsteps. The army came fiercely, and with Situ Ying's order, they quickly surrounded the entire courtyard.

"Surround this place completely and don't let even a mosquito go."

Situ Ying sat upright on the stone bench, his eyes revealing an insolent arrogance. He leaned back slightly, his hands casually placed on the stone table beside him, as if everything in the world was under his control.

Steward Yun tried to stop him, "It is not appropriate for Your Highness Prince Chen to do this. Let me invite the prince out."

"Old housekeeper, please stop interfering and step aside."

Butler Yun was about to speak when he felt a sharp knife at his neck.

Situ Ying waved his right hand and said, "Open the door of the front wing and invite King Sheng out."

Six silver-armored soldiers, holding machetes in their hands, ran towards the door of the wing room with unquestionable momentum on their faces.

"You are not allowed to trespass into the master's bedroom without permission, or I will not let you off easily."

Ze Yi and Ze Er jumped out, drew their swords to block the advancing silver-armored soldiers, their expressions stretched into a straight line, serious and intimidating.

"How dare you! I have an imperial decree in my hand. I advise you not to act impulsively and do stupid things."

"Anyone who disobeys orders will be killed without mercy."

Situ Ying's voice was loud and majestic, and every word carried a heavy sense of oppression. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile, and his contemptuous eyes seemed to say: "You are all ants, only I can dominate everything."

Ze Yi blew the whistle, "Protect the master, don't let them get close to the wing room."

Long Yinwei jumped down from a high place, holding a long sword, looking ahead with a stern face.

Situ Ying raised his lips, "Humph! You are so stubborn, I will send you to hell right now."

"Kill, leave no one behind."

The silver-armored soldiers brandished their machetes and rushed towards Ze Yi, Ze Er and the others. At the critical moment, Situ Chong's voice echoed in the air.

"Brother San Huang, please stop. I will follow you into the palace."

Situ Ying waved his hand, "Okay, I will let them go. Sixth brother, please show up immediately and follow me back to the palace to meet my father."

Situ Chong flew out of the wing room and landed steadily in front of Situ Ying. His face was as pale as paper, his beard was growing like weeds, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, as if he was looking for something, but also seemed to be just wandering aimlessly.

He turned around and walked out of the yard, "Third brother, let's go."

Situ Ying followed behind him and sneered, "Humph! You know what's good for you."

……

The palace hall was heavily guarded, and the air inside seemed frozen. The tense atmosphere made people feel depressed and suffocated. The court officials gathered in the center of the main hall, with expressions of astonishment and confusion on their faces, and their hearts were full of speculation and worries. Some court officials whispered to each other, discussing the sudden change in a low voice, trying to piece together the cause of the incident. Others were silent, frowning, as if thinking about how to deal with it.

Minister Nong looked around and said, "Looking at the attitudes of Master Luo and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I'm afraid the situation in Tianlan Kingdom is about to change."

Minister Fang nodded in agreement. "Your Highness the Crown Prince and Master Luo have sidelined Your Majesty. The palace is surrounded by the Imperial Guards and controlled by the army. We can't get out now."

He sighed, "Although I want to protect the Holy Emperor, distant water cannot quench a nearby fire."

General Zheng looked straight ahead and said, "I will defend your majesty to the death and safeguard the peace of Tianlan Country. I will never let anyone with ulterior motives take advantage of me."

Minister Feng snorted coldly, "You three better make a wise choice. Your Majesty is old and in poor health, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is worthy of inheriting the throne."

Minister Xiao quickly flattered him and echoed, "Everything Lord Feng said makes sense. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the legitimate son, and it is only natural that he inherits the throne."

At this time, footsteps were heard in the hall. Situ Ying led the army into the hall. With a wave of his hand, the silver-armored soldiers quickly cordoned off the surrounding area. Three thousand archers stood at the entrance of the hall, ready to go. Two silver-armored soldiers escorted Situ into the hall, with his hands tied behind his back.

Situ Ying smiled and said, "Brother Crown Prince, Prince Sheng is like a stray dog. He followed me into the palace without any effort."

Situ Chong lowered his head and said nothing, standing quietly there, as if everything happening at the scene had nothing to do with him.

Situ Yu's mouth corners slightly raised, "Third brother, you did a good job. I will definitely reward you well in the future."

"I and the Crown Prince are brothers from the same mother. I am willing to serve you till my death."

"Okay, you are really my good brother."

Situ Yu looked at the decadent Situ Chong with a smug look on his face, "Haha! Welcome King Sheng, my father and they have been waiting for you for a long time." He raised his hands and clapped them rhythmically.

Immediately afterwards, several black-clad guards carried Situ Nan and Situ Feng into the hall. Both of them had taken cartilage-softening powder and lay weakly on stretchers, looking ahead with dazed eyes.

Taifu Luo frowned and said, "Now that everyone is here, it's time to invite our Majesty out to announce the important decision." He raised his eyes to the front left, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently curled up slightly.

Situ Yuan, supported by his guards, walked slowly and arduously towards the throne, as if he had to exert all his strength in every step. His body was trembling slightly, and his originally majestic dragon robe now looked loose and drooping. His face was as pale as paper, his lips were pale, and his eyes revealed an unconcealable fatigue and weakness.

Finally he climbed onto the dragon throne, panting, supporting himself with his hands, trying to sit up straight. His eyes were confused and powerless, as if he had lost interest and attention in everything around him. Sitting on the dragon throne, he was like a tired old man, who had long lost his former majesty and vitality. He tried his best to speak, but only made a babbling sound.

The courtiers looked at each other, their eyes revealing worry and shock. Some courtiers lowered their heads silently, as if trying to restrain their inner grief. Other courtiers frowned with heavy expressions, as if they were thinking about the future and fate of the country.

"Your Majesty's situation is not optimistic. For the future of Tianlan Country, supporting His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to ascend to the throne is the right choice."

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is a legitimate prince, and he should inherit the throne and ascend to the throne as soon as possible."

"Taifu Luo knows everything about astronomy and geography. With his wholehearted support to His Royal Highness, the development of Tianlan will get better and better."

The wind direction in the hall changed accordingly, and many officials moved closer to Situ Yu, with more and more voices of approval.

General Zheng shouted angrily, "Your Majesty's illness is suspicious. Whether the Crown Prince can inherit the throne depends on your Majesty's recovery. As a minister, I cannot jump to conclusions."

Suddenly, a sharp female voice came from outside the hall.

"General Zheng is so bold that he actually questioned Your Majesty and the Crown Prince in the palace. I have in my hand the edict of succession written by Your Majesty. The Crown Prince is the legitimate heir to the throne."