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

"Host, if you acknowledge my contribution, I will tell you another piece of news."

288's tone was a little proud, as it knew very well how much the host valued intelligence.

Jin Yan was unmoved, "News? Does it violate the code of conduct of your system? What price will I have to pay?"

288:"……"

How can the host believe that it would rather break the rules and be punished than let the host pay the price?

But Jin Yan would not give him time to be sad.

Jin Yan thought quietly for a moment, and then quickly said, "You are not trying to tell me that the emperor is dead and the new emperor has ascended the throne?"

288 was stunned, nodded and shook his head.

The new emperor has not yet ascended the throne, but what is the difference between the crown prince who holds great power and the new emperor?

Jin Yan continued, "You are silent. It seems that what I said was right. What you want to tell me is the candidate for the new emperor?"

But then she overturned her own speculation, "No, it can't be the new emperor, otherwise there wouldn't be any movement in Chang'an... But if it's the prince, who could it be?"

A figure suddenly flashed through her mind.

A figure who is servile and submissive one moment and becomes arrogant, cruel and bloodthirsty the next.

The twelfth prince.

Chen Shen.

The few remaining feelings of sleepiness that Jin Yan had felt instantly dissipated.

"Chen Shen controls the palace?"

When she asked this question, 288 was shocked, "How did the host know?"

The incident happened suddenly. After the emperor fainted, the palace was immediately sealed off. Except for the ministers who were summoned to the palace to discuss important matters, not to mention the wealthy and idle people from the aristocratic families in Chang'an City, even Zhong Xing, who was always keeping an eye on the palace, probably didn't know what was going on in the palace.

But the host was thousands of miles away, yet he accurately guessed what was happening in the palace.

terrible.

It's really scary!
How do I know?
Of course it’s a guess!
But the response from 288 confirmed her guess.

It is indeed the twelfth prince.

A crown prince who was arrogant, licentious and murderous was deposed, and in came the perverted, twisted, dark and bloodthirsty twelfth prince. History really doesn't give people a chance to breathe.

These rotten people, from father to son, from brother to brother, are each more foolish, more unjust, more cruel, and more perverted than the other... It seems as if their existence is to bring disaster to the people of the world.

The twelfth prince is not a waste like the crown prince. He was able to transform from an ignored and bullied prince in the cold palace to the popular crown prince. There are countless twists and turns in the process. This forbearance alone is enough to prove his ambition.

As the Son of Heaven, if you have no ambition, what's the difference between you and a salted fish?
But the bad thing is that the twelfth prince's ambition is not for the world or the people.

He had neither the ambition to expand territory and expand national power, nor the grand aspiration to save the world and create a peaceful and prosperous era. He only wanted to play with power, toy with the world, and let the whole world be buried with his "ambition".

If such a person were to become emperor, there would never be peace in the world.

"Host……"

288 looked at Jin Yan in horror.

Jin Yan raised his head and looked at it calmly, "What?"

After staring at each other for a moment, 288 shook his head helplessly and said in a slightly flustered tone: "I, I, I... I'm sorry, host, I forgot what I was going to say."

The host's eyes are so scary.

When it confronted the host just now, it couldn't help but begin to suspect that the host not only wanted to kill the twelfth prince, but also wanted to kill it.

Oh, oh, oh. How terrible!

Jin Yan had no time to pay attention to what 288 was thinking. She made some noise to wake up the maid who was sleeping outside and asked her to tell her that she wanted to see her mother and brothers.

After a while, Princess Jinyang, dressed neatly, and her two sons came to Jinyan's room.

"Mom."

"The emperor is critically ill, and the twelfth prince is in power."

Just ten words made Princess Jinyang and the Xiao Buyi brothers change their expressions.

The emperor's physical condition was no secret, and it had deteriorated after the assassination. It was only a matter of time before he became critically ill. There was nothing to be surprised about.

But the twelfth prince...

Before she got married, Princess Jinyang had always lived in the palace. As the emperor's most "favored" daughter, her status in the palace was very different from that of the twelfth prince who was born in the cold palace after his mother hanged herself.

In the early years, when the relationship between Beidi and Chang'an was not so severe, she had close contacts with the palace and naturally knew the situation of her younger brother in the palace.

She grew up in the palace, how could she not know what a person who was oppressed and humiliated in the world would become after gaining power.

Xiao Buyi and Zhong Xing exchanged letters every day. Zhong Xing was responsible for monitoring all news in Chang'an, which naturally included the movements of the various princes.

Just the day before yesterday, Zhong Xing wrote to say that the existing princes were too useless, and that all of them combined were no match for the twelfth prince. That was because the twelfth prince was of humble origin and had no support from his mother's family, otherwise he would have become the emperor's favorite candidate for crown prince.

But the twelfth prince had a long history of evil deeds. There were no less than dozens of palace maids who were tortured to death by him, not to mention those who died indirectly at his hands. If such a person were to become the crown prince, the damage he would cause to the world in a short period of time would be no less than that of a foolish and tyrannical emperor.

In Xiao Buzhi's reply to Zhong Xing, the first order he issued was for Zhong Xing to send more people to monitor the twelfth prince.

If necessary, order him to behead him.

Xiao Quji was the person who had the most contact with the princes and had a better understanding of the Twelfth Prince's attributes. He had long seen that the Twelfth Prince was not as harmless as he appeared, and later, Zhong Xing's intelligence confirmed his guess.

If the twelfth prince ascends the throne, the mass graves in Chang'an will probably be overcrowded.

The silence of the crowd only lasted for a few breaths.

After a brief silence, Princess Jinyang, who had already returned to normal, touched Jinyan's hair and said softly, "Mother knows. Mother will write a letter to your father right away."

Xiao Buyi said, "I'll go and arrange for food and fodder."

Xiao Quji said, "Mother and brother go ahead. I will talk to Yan'er for a while and then go to the Shaofu later."

No one asked Jin Yan how he knew the news, nor did anyone doubt the authenticity of the news. Instead, they immediately went to do what they were supposed to do.

The emperor is critically ill.

The prince is in power.

The moment they had been waiting for had finally arrived.

……

The evening is about to fall, and the setting sun is blood-red.

Xiao Ji stood on the city wall in military uniform, with his trusted soldiers standing behind him.

A battle had just ended here. The moat was dyed red and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder. The surviving soldiers were identifying the corpses that were everywhere.

The bodies of the enemy soldiers would be put together and burned.

Their comrades, brothers, fellow villagers and friends will have their names and hometowns recorded and will be properly buried. The royal palace will immediately transfer the pensions of the fallen soldiers to their families. The various workshops run by the Shaofu will also arrange work for their wives, children and parents, so that their families can live without worries and the blood of the soldiers will not be shed in vain.

At this time, the scouts arrived.

"General, there is a letter from the princess." (End of this chapter)