Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

The familiar figure and aura came into view, causing Prince Jin's face to change instantly.

An uncontrolled oppressive force enveloped him, turning his whole body rigid and petrified.

He stared blankly at the person, his throat seemingly frozen, unable to make a sound.

Although the entire court felt a sense of familiarity, they had accepted the fact of Your Majesty's passing.

Thus, everyone speculated who this person could be, and why he was with Prince Jian.

Emperor Liang removed the bamboo hat, revealing that authoritative face.

Everyone was stunned.

"Yo-Yo-Your Majesty!"

The first to shout was Zhang Qufeng.

As Hu Lie's confidant, not all secrets were known to him.

For instance, he truly believed Your Majesty had already passed away.

So, who was the man appearing in Jinluan Palace at this moment?

It couldn't be that Your Majesty had risen from the dead?

Or was the information incorrect?

"Yo-Yo-Your Majesty?"

The Minister of Agriculture also spoke incredulously, "Is that you?"

Emperor Liang's authoritative gaze swept over the entire court, meeting the Minister of Agriculture's eyes briefly, before moving away.

The Minister of Agriculture bowed his hands, kneeling devoutly: "Minister, welcome Your Majesty back to court!"

The Hanlin Academy Chief Scholar, close to the Minister of Agriculture, immediately knelt as well: "Welcome Your Majesty back to court!"

After bowing, he stealthily asked the Minister of Agriculture: "Is it truly Your Majesty?"

Minister of Agriculture: "Whether or not, it must be, better than letting Prince Jin ascend the throne."

"You..."

The Chief Scholar twitched his mouth.

The Minister of Agriculture whispered: "I always felt something was off, Your Majesty's death, the passing throne's last words, even the previous plot against Your Majesty by the Crown Prince Mansion, they all seem suspicious to me, and Minister Meng says the same."

How could the Chief Scholar not be suspicious as well?

Yet, suffering from a lack of evidence, powerless to resist.

"Wait!"

Zhang Qufeng suddenly thought of something and moved forward before more officials could kneel to Emperor Liang, saying, "I've heard there's a master of disguise in the Crown Prince Mansion, Your Majesty has already passed, perhaps this person—"

"Zhang Qufeng, how dare you!"

The Minister of Agriculture shouted.

Zhang Qufeng's heart jumped, turning to look toward Prince Jin on the steps, hoping he would step in to control the situation.

But what he didn't know was, Prince Jin had long since become stiff.

He had imagined countless possibilities, but never expected his father could appear before him alive.

Clearly, he had set up layer upon layer of ambushes, not even allowing a fly into Jinluan Palace.

Despite exhaustive calculations, he overlooked his own flesh and blood!

It was this child who brought Your Majesty, utilizing his status to reach Jinluan Palace unimpeded.

This is his own son!

His son, whom he had painstakingly saved from the Imperial Mausoleum!

Why?

Why would even his son betray him?!

He was to be Emperor, he would be Crown Prince, able to inherit the throne in the future.

Did none of this move Lu Qi?

What benefit does aiding the Crown Prince Mansion provide him?

If his father made a mistake, how much credit would he, as the son, receive?

Being suspected was already too late.

Truly muddled!

Prince Jin glared at Lu Qi hatefully.

If looks could kill, he would have long since slain his own child!

Emperor Liang spoke authoritatively: "Lu Zhaohua, do you also claim I am a counterfeit?"

Prince Jin shivered.

"It's Your Majesty's voice! It's Your Majesty!"

"It's Your Majesty!"

The officials became excited one after another.

Emperor Liang unleashed his full aura: "Speak!"

Prince Jin's chest heaved violently, cold sweat soaking his clothes.

He suddenly realized, in front of his father, he was so small, despite his calculations against him, he had merely relied on being unseen, hiding his fear.

He simply... could not resist Emperor Liang's oppressive force!

He looked behind Emperor Liang.

"Stop looking, big brother."

Lu Zhaoyan said calmly, "Hu Lie's army has already been defeated, the traitors within the Imperial Army have also been brought to justice, you, are isolated and without aid."

Prince Jin clenched his fist.

No, he still had the State Preceptor.

Lu Zhaoyan said: "If you're waiting for Gongsun Yanming, I suggest you give up."

Emperor Liang spoke coldly: "Men, capture Prince Jin!"

Prince Jin: "State Preceptor, save me—"

-

The long white marble steps stained with mottled blood.

Including those of the disciples from the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, as well as Chen Long and Meng Qianqian.

This was a brutal battle.

Gongsun Yanming had twenty years more Inner Strength than the siblings, having mastered a Vajra Unbreakable skill, nearly impervious to blade or spear.

Only at this moment did they realize just how deeply Gongsun Yanming was hidden.

"Can you still fight?"

Chen Long asked with concern.

Meng Qianqian wiped the blood from her mouth corner, eyes fierce: "Yes, can you?"