After transmigrating into the villain's daughter, I lie down and win

Inside the palace, officials who had entered the palace since midnight gathered in twos and threes, some looking around, some whispering to each other, all with worried looks on their faces, some even with panic on their faces.

But there are exceptions.

Such as the Imperial Censor Zhou Jin and the Chief Justice Li Cong.

They did not stand together with others, but stood in a row alone, standing straight, with calm expressions, as if they would not frown even if the sky fell.

The heavy snow fell down, and soon covered everyone's shoulders. Even their eyebrows and hair were dyed white. At first glance, it looked as if there was a group of snowmen standing there.

A gust of cold wind blew by, blowing off some of the snow on their shoulders, and everyone's faces suddenly turned bluish-white.

When did Chang'an in May become so cold?

Some people couldn't help but gently move their numb feet, some tightened their collars and cuffs to maintain their body temperature, and some secretly glanced at the guards who were on high alert around them, groaning in their hearts and wondering how long this torturous moment would take to end.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Li Cong suddenly said something.

"It's the ugly hour."

Everyone was slightly stunned, and after hearing what he said, they couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

So it turns out that they have been in the palace for two hours?

At this moment, bursts of crying suddenly came from the tall and majestic palace in front of them.

In the silence of the night, the crying was deafening, and it sounded like a ghost calling souls back to the dead. It was mournful and terrifying, and the court officials, who were already nearly frozen to death, seemed to have their souls taken away from them, turning them into stiff ice sculptures with their hearts stopped beating.

More and more crying sounds were heard from the hall, one after another, in a chaotic manner, and it was impossible to tell what was true and what was false. Only wailing remained in the sky, and even the crows and birds on the branches were scared away.

Zhou Jin suddenly moved.

Li Cong was about to say something when he saw the guards in front of him come out and stop Zhou Jin who had just taken two steps.

"Master Censor, please stop."

Lang Wei said this.

Zhou Jin's expression was gloomy. "I want to see His Majesty!"

Lang Wei was unmoved and still stood in front, "No one is allowed to disturb His Majesty unless His Majesty summons you."

Zhou Jin's face showed anger. "After the assassination, your Majesty's health has been getting worse and worse. The treacherous officials in the court colluded with the alchemists in the palace, intending to make your Majesty abandon medicine and worship the gods. They repeatedly obstructed the Imperial Hospital and delayed your Majesty's recovery. Now your Majesty summoned us late at night to discuss important matters, but you blocked us here. Could it be that you have also colluded with those fraudulent alchemists?"

The charge was too serious and Lang Wei dared not accept it.

They were on duty in the palace every day and had seen many of Censor Zhou's incredible abilities. Naturally, they knew that he was fearless and would not dare to report anyone.

But to say that they were colluding with the alchemists is too outrageous.

But what if someone believed it?
"Please understand, Your Excellency the Imperial Censor. We, the guards, are loyal to Your Majesty and are only responsible to Your Majesty..."

"Since you are loyal to His Majesty, why did you watch His Majesty being deceived by that Taoist priest? Why did you stop us from meeting His Majesty?"

Zhou Jin's words were cold and stern, his expression was dignified, and just a few words left the taciturn Lang Wei speechless.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he pushed aside the two guards who were blocking his way and walked straight towards the emperor's bedroom.

Seeing this, others followed suit. Soon they broke through the encirclement of Lang Wei and arrived at the hall with Zhou Jin.

At this moment, hundreds of Lang guards suddenly appeared and blocked their way.

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Jin shouted. The guards in front of him could not bear the pressure and turned their heads slightly. Their leader walked out from between the two of them and faced the ministers at the bottom of the stairs who were shouting that they wanted to "see the emperor."

His eyes swept across the ministers, and when he passed the Chief Justice Li Cong, his eyes became somewhat meaningful, but he looked away for only a moment, and finally set his gaze on the Imperial Censor Zhou Jin.

"Your Excellency, the Crown Prince has summoned you."

Zhou Jin's expression remained unchanged, but his lips, which had turned blue from the cold, were pressed down into a straight line.

He looked at the doctor coldly, his voice low and cold, "Crown Prince? I didn't even know when His Majesty appointed a crown prince!"

The others also reacted, with looks of astonishment on their faces.

Prince?

When did Your Majesty appoint the Crown Prince?

Who is the new prince?
After the Crown Prince was deposed, they brought up the issue of appointing a crown prince many times in court meetings, but didn't Your Majesty always decline and refuse to discuss the matter?

When His Majesty was assassinated and came to court after waking up, they had mentioned that the crown prince was related to the foundation of the country, and at this time of internal and external turmoil, a crown prince must be appointed as soon as possible to calm the people's hearts. However, His Majesty was slow to respond and even demoted the person who made the proposal.

Now, a prince suddenly appears, but they know nothing about who the prince is or what his moral character is like. Isn't this a huge joke?

"When did Your Majesty appoint the crown prince? Why didn't you discuss such an important matter with important officials like us?"

"Why was there crying in the hall just now?"

"We want to see His Majesty!"

The ministers were talking at the same time, and the doctor-in-chief was so annoyed by their noise.

Zhou Jin came out and said, "Your Majesty summoned me earlier and said that he would choose a day to discuss the appointment of a crown prince with us. May I ask you, Langzhong Ling, we have not met Your Majesty yet, how did Your Majesty appoint a crown prince, and with whom did you discuss the selection of the crown prince?"

The others all agreed.

The doctor was worried that his words alone could not overcome the suspicion of the ministers, so he said in a serious tone: "If you have anything to say, please talk to the prince first."

Zhou Jin felt a little depressed.

Your Majesty has so many princes. The crown prince is dead, the third prince has been demoted to a commoner, and the two princes who are most likely to inherit the throne cannot be here. Not to mention how bad their morals are, their qualifications are also very mediocre. With their abilities, it is difficult for them to be the chief officials of a county, so how can they become the crown prince and take charge of the affairs of the world?

unless……

A moment later, when Zhou Jin saw the newly-minted Crown Prince in the side hall, he thought to himself, as expected.

Your Majesty really has a back-up plan.

When His Majesty repeatedly ignored the issue of appointing a crown prince, he began to suspect that His Majesty was delaying the appointment of a crown prince because the remaining princes were not good enough or he had other intentions.

At this moment, looking at the prince of the cold palace who had always been ignored by everyone standing in front of him, he suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is the reason why Your Majesty does not appoint a crown prince.

"Censor Zhou, why are you surprised to see me standing here?"

The prince spoke slowly, his voice was gentle like a spring breeze, but looking at his face that was 90% similar to that of the emperor, people really couldn't associate him with the phrase "gentle as jade".

Moreover, how could a person who could lie dormant in the cold palace, showing a despicable, weak and unpopular image for so many years, watching the other princes die or get injured, and even personally manipulated the chessboard, using the other princes and court officials as pawns, and finally reaping the benefits and monopolizing power be a good person? (End of this chapter)