Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Shen Zhaoyan turned around and walked back to the dragon throne, sat down calmly, and glanced at the people below who had different expressions.

His eyes finally fell on Shen Zhaoyi's face and he issued an ultimatum, "You can only choose one between the throne and her."

He saw the situation today very clearly. Half of the reason why Shen Zhaoyi had the courage to compete with him for the throne came from Yan Ci.

Although he didn't understand why Yan Ci wanted to help Shen Zhaoyi, Yan Ci probably hadn't seen the coldness of the royal family.

In the face of the throne, anything can be sacrificed. Moreover, he did not see any affection for Yan Ci in Shen Zhaoyi's eyes.

On the contrary, Xie Chengyin, from the moment he entered the door, always seemed to be looking at where Yan Ci was.

He didn't know how the cooperation between the two of them came about, but it only took Yan Ci to break their cooperation.

One wants the throne, the other wants Yan Ci. When their interests conflict, cooperation will naturally fall apart.

Shen Zhaoyan's eyes moved back and forth between Xie Chengyin and Shen Zhaoyi, with a kind of secretly complacent sarcasm in his eyes.

Shen Zhaoyi was indeed moved.

With the throne within reach, nothing else matters.

But he was only moved for a moment before he calmed down. He didn't believe that Shen Zhaoyan could abdicate so easily. Giving him a choice would only alienate those who supported him.

Once he made a choice, it would be equivalent to pushing Yan Ci to the opposite side of himself. If Yan Ci turned to support Shen Zhaoyan, then he would no longer have a chance of winning.

Just when he was hesitating, he suddenly heard Yan Ci's loud and clear voice.

"I agree to your terms."

Shen Zhaoyi looked at Yan Ci in astonishment as he said this with a smile, and subconsciously asked why.

However, a voice had already asked the question before him.

Xie Chengyin was extremely surprised. He knew that Yan Ci was the one who least wanted to be involved with Shen Zhaoyan, but now he agreed to Shen Zhaoyan's conditions in order to help Shen Zhaoyi get the throne.

Does she know what Shen Zhaoyan meant when he said I want her?

"Yan Ci, why did you agree?"

Meeting Xie Chengyin's complicated and puzzled eyes, Yan Ci's smile did not diminish at all, and he turned to Shen Zhaoyan without making any answer.

"Since I have agreed, you should also fulfill your promise and write the edict of abdication."

This is to coax him into writing the abdication edict. After the edict is written, who knows if Yan Ci will go back on his word. A verbal agreement may not be binding.

But luckily he was prepared.

Shen Zhaoyan chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll write it. Zuo Chun, bring me paper and pen."

Zuo Chun, who was hiding in the corner, was startled by the call. He responded quickly and ran downstairs to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Xiao Chengzhang was standing below, and when he saw that Shen Zhaoyan actually agreed to abdicate, he was the first to step forward to stop him.

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. They are a bunch of traitors and should be killed immediately. We must not..."

The sword flashed with a cold light, and the four words "tolerating evil" were stuck in Xiao Chengzhang's throat.

Looking at a strand of broken hair floating from his shoulder and falling to the ground, Xiao Chengzhang looked at Xie Chengyin with eyes full of fear.

"Prime Minister Xiao, you are the chief traitor because you are blocking the new emperor from ascending the throne. I am shaving my hair as a warning. If you say anything more, I will cut off more than just your hair with my next sword."

Xiao Chengzhang looked at the fierceness in Xie Chengyin's eyes and regretted again that he had not been able to eradicate the Yongding Marquis Mansion completely.

But there is no regret medicine in the world.

When Zuo Chun moved in with the small desk, he felt the undercurrents in the hall. The gloomy atmosphere made people feel suffocated.

He took a deep breath and walked quickly towards Shen Zhaoyan.

The desk was placed on the table, and the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, as well as the blank imperial edict, were laid out one by one.

Shen Zhaoyan picked up his pen and wrote the abdication edict in a flamboyant style almost in one go.

Looking at the ink that had not yet dried and the imperial edict that had not been stamped, his hand quietly reached for the bottom of the seat.

"I have written the imperial edict. I just need to stamp it with the seal and announce it to the world. But before that, Miss Yan, you should fulfill your promise."

As he spoke, he took out a brocade box and took out another imperial edict from it.

"You have received this imperial edict. I will seal this abdication edict immediately."

"What is that imperial decree?"

"The imperial decree to confer the title of consort."

In compliance with the Will of Heaven, Emperor Cheng issued an edict saying that the Yan family has a daughter named Yan Ci, who is naturally gifted, elegant and graceful, and intelligent, and deeply favored by me. I hereby allow her to enter the palace to accompany me, and give her the title of Consort Jia of Fanghua Palace.

There was an imperial edict of abdication and an imperial edict of conferring the title of concubine. The title of concubine came first and the abdication came later. If Yan Ci accepted the edict, she would be Consort Jia of Emperor Tiancheng Shen Zhaoyan. After the abdication, she would also become Consort Dowager.

Shen Zhaoyan turned around and walked back to the dragon throne, sat down calmly, and glanced at the people below who had different expressions.

His eyes finally fell on Shen Zhaoyi's face and he issued an ultimatum, "You can only choose one between the throne and her."

He saw the situation today very clearly. Half of the reason why Shen Zhaoyi had the courage to compete with him for the throne came from Yan Ci.

Although he didn't understand why Yan Ci wanted to help Shen Zhaoyi, Yan Ci probably hadn't seen the coldness of the royal family.

In the face of the throne, anything can be sacrificed. Moreover, he did not see any affection for Yan Ci in Shen Zhaoyi's eyes.

On the contrary, Xie Chengyin, from the moment he entered the door, always seemed to be looking at where Yan Ci was.

He didn't know how the cooperation between the two of them came about, but it only took Yan Ci to break their cooperation.

One wants the throne, the other wants Yan Ci. When their interests conflict, cooperation will naturally fall apart.

Shen Zhaoyan's eyes moved back and forth between Xie Chengyin and Shen Zhaoyi, with a kind of secretly complacent sarcasm in his eyes.

Shen Zhaoyi was indeed moved.

With the throne within reach, nothing else matters.

But he was only moved for a moment before he calmed down. He didn't believe that Shen Zhaoyan could abdicate so easily. Giving him a choice would only alienate those who supported him.

Once he made a choice, it would be equivalent to pushing Yan Ci to the opposite side of himself. If Yan Ci turned to support Shen Zhaoyan, then he would no longer have a chance of winning.

Just when he was hesitating, he suddenly heard Yan Ci's loud and clear voice.

"I agree to your terms."

Shen Zhaoyi looked at Yan Ci in astonishment as he said this with a smile, and subconsciously asked why.

However, a voice had already asked the question before him.

Xie Chengyin was extremely surprised. He knew that Yan Ci was the one who least wanted to be involved with Shen Zhaoyan, but now he agreed to Shen Zhaoyan's conditions in order to help Shen Zhaoyi get the throne.

Does she know what Shen Zhaoyan meant when he said I want her?

"Yan Ci, why did you agree?"

Meeting Xie Chengyin's complicated and puzzled eyes, Yan Ci's smile did not diminish at all, and he turned to Shen Zhaoyan without making any answer.

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