Reborn Daughter: The Young Lady Wants to Make a Trouble

Li Chenyang was not surprised by his brother's question. Although he liked to joke about how idiotic Wenmin was, the wisdom of the Wuyi progressive strategist was undeniable.

“If this is treason, what would you do?” “What’s wrong?” Li Chenyang asked with a condensed look in his eyes. Even though his heart was trembling nervously, his tone remained calm and neutral.

Li Wenmin swore an oath of total loyalty to the army. He was loyal to his sword, this country and its people.

"Why do you want to commit treason?" Li Wenmin's voice was solemn and desolate.

Li Xueyue was surprised at his complete transformation in character. He was nothing like his carefree, childish self. For the first time, he was as serious as Li Chenyang.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the clothes fluttered. Although the wind howled, nothing could break the silence that followed.

Li Xueyue had goose bumps on her arms. She knew what this meant to Li Wenmin. It was a conflict of responsibility, a conflict of interest. He had a family to honor, but he also had a kingdom to keep safe. He was torn.

"It is our right to overthrow an incompetent monarch." Li Chenyang said in a gloomy tone. "We don't need a puppet on the throne."

"Who are you talking about 'we'?"

"The ministers are in the court."

"And what about people? What do they think about this?"

"The people's representative is currently talking to Dad," Li Chenyang explained.

"Why did we get rid of my uncle?" Li Wenmin asked. "The Wang family has ruled this kingdom for hundreds of years. Our great-great-grandfather helped to establish this dynasty. Do you know what this betrayal means?!"

"Why should we continue to help them?" Li Chenyang roared. "Why does every generation of the Li family have to obey the orders of the Wang family?!"

Li Wenmin was surprised. "Because this is our duty. It always has been. The Li bloodline has always been a loyal friend of the Wang family."

“No, the Wang family and the Li family are not friends.” Li Chenyang gritted his teeth, “We are servants.”

"Chen Yang——"

"They exploited and used the servants." Li Chenyang widened his eyes and roared.

Li Chenyang clenched his fists until his skin turned white as snow. He could no longer suppress his anger.

Just thinking about the Wang family was enough to make his blood boil. How dare they? Every generation, they only rely on the Li family.

"Since we also participated in the establishment of this dynasty, why should we support the Wang family?! We ourselves know nothing, why should we support them? What gives them the right to rule?!" he shouted loudly.

Li Xueyue was startled by his voice. It was very cruel, like a furious roar, perfectly reflecting his anger.

Li Chenyang had had enough.

He refused to be the next puppet, the next ruler behind the scenes. He refused to bow down to the crown prince, who did nothing but spend his free time with the crown princess.

Li Chenyang refused to serve. He wanted to rule.

"Did the emperor push the work to us?" Li Wenmin asked this time. A hint of true understanding flashed across his face. "Chenyang, let's think about it. We can't just dismiss them because they don't do anything—"

"The emperor's duty is to manage state affairs and maintain the security of the entire country."

"Yes, but-"

“Do you know who has been playing this role since the establishment of the dynasty?” Li Chenyang asked in a frantic and snapping voice, his eyes wide open. He could no longer maintain his patience. This needed to end.

"Us," he whispered. "It's always been us!"

Li Xueyue’s eyes opened as big as the moon. She had never seen him lose his composure like this before. It was simply too terrible, but she couldn’t take her eyes off him. This statement was not a lie; there is nothing more terrible than the anger of a gentleman.

Li Wenmin was not aware of this. His expertise had never been politics or the courts. It was always on the battlefield. He got calluses not from holding a pen for too long, but from holding a sword all day.

It was then that he realized how familiar this dynamic was. Li Chenyang was in politics, and Li Daojun was in the military. Both of them played important roles in the two most critical areas of any nation. The pen and the sword. They are the foundation of every nation.

The Li family has always been involved in these two things.

It should be like this.

Not because they want it to be, but because it is drilled into them from birth. The Lees will help the country prosper, but the Wangs will get the recognition. For every hundred achievements the Lees make, they will only be praised once. For every achievement the Wangs make, they will receive endless praise.

The scale is intentionally unbalanced.

"I don't know." Li Wenmin lowered his head and muttered. "I have always believed that it is our responsibility to protect the Wang family, because our family has been as close as brothers and sisters for generations."

"We were never their brothers or sisters," Li Chenyang said angrily. "We are a tool. We are the stepsons forced to let the true heirs shine."

Li Wenmin sighed. He was not ready for this revelation, which struck him like a sharp sword. It stung his heart and forced him to question his loyalty.

"There will be a military coup." Li Chenyang muttered, "Do you want to get on the boat?"

“That will never work,” Li Wenmin pointed out. “You forgot the most important detail.”

"what is that?"

"The royal family has a trump card."

"which one?"

"War Demon Lord."

There was a pause.

No one spoke, no one breathed. Li Wenmin was right. If the Li family wanted to seize the throne, they had to kill Wen Jinkai first. That man was the most loyal to the royal family and the strongest soldier in the country.

No one can resist his sword, unless the god of death himself steps forward.

Even so, what would happen? A conflict between Wuyi and Han? The other nations would humiliate them. Hanjian openly supporting a military coup would be a devastating event. It would create chaos and disaster in all the wrong places.

"What a pity." Li Xueyue said. "We have a trump card that can defeat them."

Li Chenyang blinked rapidly. "Xueyue, what do you mean?"

“Are you talking about Yu Zhen?” Li Wenmin asked curiously. “If there is one person in the whole country who can fight Wen Jinkai head-on, it’s that person. But things will get messy.”

"Wenmin is right." Li Chenyang said. "I am surprised that I said this, but we cannot ask Yu Zhen for help. He is the second prince of Han, and the chaos caused by his help will bring disaster to the country."

“No, Yu Zhen is not our best choice.” Li Xueyue shook her head. “Wen Jinkai is loyal to the emperor, but his heart is loyal to others.”

The twins' eyes opened wide.

At the same time, they muttered: "Li Minghua, our ultimate trump card."