After reading the whole family's minds, the eldest daughter awakened

"Yes, Your Majesty, what you should be concerned about now is whether you can still live. If you cooperate, my father will be merciful and let you live on. Otherwise, only the dead will be the most obedient."

Emperor Dongzhou swung the sword in his hand angrily, but halfway through the swing, the sword fell weakly to the bed.

That feeling of powerlessness made Emperor Dongzhou's eyes bloodshot. He swore that if he could escape this time, he would kill the nine members of the Murong family.

"Your Majesty, you should save your strength to write the Zen edict."

Murong Detuo smiled sinisterly and looked like a villain.

Murong Defeng came over carrying a tray with pens, ink, paper, inkstones and jade seals on it.

Murong Ye raised his hand to take away the jade seal, and ordered Murong Defeng to place the pen and ink in front of Emperor Dongzhou.

"Your Majesty, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Write it quickly. If you are unwilling to write it, I don't mind writing it for you."

"Murong Ye, you are rebelling." Dongzhou Emperor couldn't lift the sword, so he could only curse.

"Your Majesty, you are really naive. I have already stated that I want to seize the Chu family from you. Okay, stop talking nonsense and write quickly. My general's patience is limited."

With tears in her eyes, Murong Defeng handed the pen to Emperor Dongzhou, "Your Majesty, it is better to die than to live. You might as well write it."

Emperor Dongzhou knocked the pen away with force, "Murong Defeng, I will never write even if I die."

Bang bang bang, Murong Ye clapped his hands three times hard, "I admire him, His Majesty's bones are really hard, Tuo'er, just cut off one of his hands first."

"Father, brother, don't do it." Murong Defeng stood in front of Emperor Dongzhou and looked at the two of them with pleading eyes.

Murong Detuo stretched out his hand to pull Murong Defeng away, "Sister, things are already like this. Don't be confused. The Murong family will soon have the final say in this world. Don't get on the wrong team."

"Defeng, don't let dad down. You are not alone. Think of Ahong and Grandma Wang."

Murong Ye spoke lightly, but there was a threat in his words, so Murong Defeng had no choice but to shut up. Even if she tried to stop him, she couldn't change the outcome, and she would also hurt her most important person. She was no longer at the age where she could risk everything for love, and she had people to protect.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry. If there is an afterlife, I would like to repay you by holding a grass knot in my hand."

"Get out, I don't want to see you again."

Murong Detuo pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed at Emperor Dongzhou with a smile, "Your Majesty, do you want to chop off the left hand or the right hand first? The right hand can still be used for writing, so why not chop off the left hand first?"

"Murong Detuo, how dare you...ah."

Blood spurted out with a pop, covering Emperor Dongzhou's face, but he could no longer care about it. The pain from his broken palm almost made him faint.

Murong Detuo rubbed his sword on the quilt next to Emperor Dongzhou and smiled evilly, "If Your Majesty hasn't written it yet, there is no need to keep his right hand. Why not make it symmetrical."

"Murong Detuo, I am going to kill you."

Looking at Emperor Dongzhou's scarlet eyes, Murong Detuo smiled extremely happily, "Your Majesty, I just like your expression of not being able to get rid of me. It's really interesting."

"How dare you, Shuzi?"

"There is nothing you dare not do." Murong Detuo raised his sword and was about to chop off Emperor Dongzhou's right hand.

At the critical moment, Murong Ye stopped him, "Wait, Your Majesty, I will give you one last chance. Will you write it or not?"

The pain of his broken hand made Emperor Dongzhou shaken. He finally saw that even if he didn't write the edict of succession, he would not be able to do well today. Murong Ye and Murong Detuo were already crazy, and they would try their best to torture him. In this case, he might as well obey, even though it would be a shame to the ancestors of the Chu family, at least he could still be alive.

"Okay, I..."

Before Emperor Dongzhou could finish what he said, the door of Yangxin Hall had been broken open from the outside.

Murongye's people hurriedly came to report, "General Zhenguo is in trouble, the prince led his men to kill him, and our people were all subdued."

Murong and Ye, who had always thought they had a chance to win, finally panicked.

"Dad, the prince's military power has obviously been taken back. It is impossible for the guards in his prince's palace to resist our army. What is the problem?"

Emperor Dongzhou had always been on guard against Chu Wangchen. As soon as he returned from the war, he would immediately take back his military power. The only people Chu Wangchen could mobilize were the guards from his prince's palace.

"Now is not the time to study this. You should keep an eye on His Majesty here. You must not let anyone rescue you. Dad, go out and take a look."

"Yes." Murong Detuo's sword tip moved upward and was placed on Emperor Dongzhou's neck.

"Murong Detuo, the situation is over for you. If you let me go now, I can be merciful and spare you. If you persist in your persistence, my anger will not be something you can bear."

"Your Majesty, you'd better shut up. I cut off your left hand. According to your will to retaliate, how can you let me go? Don't worry, even if the prince really wins, I will hold you back before I die. Be a backer."

Murong Detuo's eyes were filled with paranoia and madness. Emperor Dongzhou was scared and he didn't want to die.

When Murong Ye arrived with his people, the two parties were already fighting together.

He recognized at a glance that the people Chu Wangchen brought were not only his palace guards, but also guards from the patrol camp.

The patrol battalion is responsible for the safety of Zhoucheng. There are thousands of people, and all of them are highly skilled in martial arts, and one can stand up to several others.

Murong Ye frowned. How could he have forgotten that Emperor Dongzhou not long ago handed over the management of the patrol camp to Chu Jinren? He had recently become close to the prince, and it was estimated that the two had formed an alliance.

Murong Ye was also arrogant this time. He thought he had everything under control. He did not bring many people into the palace this time, and most of the soldiers were on standby outside the city.

Soon, Murong Ye's men were defeated, and Chu Wangchen and Chu Jinren walked into the Nourishing Heart Hall under the protection of the guards.

Murong Ye looked at the unparalleledly handsome man in front of him and smiled coldly.

"Chu Wangchen, do you think you have won now? You are absolutely wrong. As long as I give an order, hundreds of thousands of cavalry outside the city can flatten the palace."

"Murong Ye, are you sure they still obey your orders?"

"What do you mean?" Seeing how calm Chu Wangchen was, Murong Ye couldn't help but feel a little panicked. Maybe something had happened.

"Soldiers all know how to choose good trees to live in. They are soldiers who protect their homes and country, and they will not associate with rebellious officials and traitors like you."

"No, it shouldn't be like this. Chu Wangchen, have you already instigated their rebellion?"

Only then did Murong Ye realize how terrifying Chu Wangchen was. After so many years of lying on his hands, was he finally going to fight back? What's hateful is that he turned out to be his pawn.

According to Emperor Dongzhou, he will not let Chu Wangchen be the next emperor. Now that he has his wife in front of him, if Chu Wangchen can save him again, then he will be able to secure his position as the prince.

If Emperor Dongzhou was killed by him, Chu Wangchen, as the prince and the unsuspecting heir, would be able to catch the cicada and the oriole behind him, but he had never planned on a sick and unpopular prince.