
“Capture the Crown Prince! He has injured His Majesty the Emperor!”
The shout forced Huang Miaoling's body to retake his consciousness. He glared ferociously at the person who had just shouted that command. ‘Wang Chengliu!’ it's in the heart. The woman did not waste any time, she galloped out of the line while shouting out loud, “Longzhu Squad!” He gazed towards Fang Yu, “Save the Crown Prince!”
The two opposing shouts made the entire main courtyard go awry. With Huang Miaoling's orders, the Shiyan Army that had been preparing to capture Wang Zhengyi was immediately confronted by Longzhu's forces. Meanwhile, the palace troops were too busy securing the royal women, and officials were scattering away from the altar to avoid the feud between the two camps.
As per Huang Miaoling's orders, Fang Yu quickly broke away from his troops. He had one task, which was to take Wang Zhengyi away.
Seeing Fang Yu approaching the crown prince, Wang Chengliu pulled out a sword that was at the waist of one of his soldiers. He was obviously not going to just let anyone touch his first brother.
Wang Zhengyi .. was an important tool for him.
However, Wang Chengliu had to be startled by a surprise attack from one side. Once aware of who his opponent was, the man growled, “Huang Miaoling! Did you collude with the Crown Prince to stage a coup?!” the man shouted hatefully.
Defamation! That's clearly slander!
“You know clearly who is doing the coup!” huang Miaoling countered while exerting all his strength to deal a blow to Wang Chengliu's sword, causing a terrifying spark from two hard-fighting irons. “Don't expect you to touch Wang Zhengyi!” she shouted with murderous desire.
The two men were no longer wearing masks, and the hatred they had for each other spread before everyone. Huang Yade who saw such a profound thing, ‘They ...,’ so many questions and suspicions surfaced in his heart.
Meanwhile, Fang Yu who had arrived at Wang Zhengyi's side realized that something was strange; the crown prince's gaze looked so blank, as if his spirit was not present at that moment. “Your Majesty! We have to go!” yelled Fang Yu, but there was no reply.
At that moment, Huang Miaoling's words on the way to the palace ringed in Fang Yu's mind, “Whatever happens, in a precarious situation, you should make sure the Crown Prince is safe.’
Given this, Fang Yu could only murmur lowly, “Sorry for my disrespect, Crown Prince,” and he immediately carried Wang Zhengyi's body like a sack of rice. As Fang Yu expected, Wang Zhengyi did not refuse and only fell silent to accept fate. ‘Really hypnotic!’ Putting that reality aside, the lieutenant general began to run in the opposite direction of.
Being able to see Fang Yu bringing Wang Zhengyi into the palace, Wang Chengliu frowned. ‘What does he do?’ However, no matter where Fang Yu went, Wang Zhengyi was with him, and Wang Chengliu had to get the crown prince back. “Shiyan! Pursue Prince Mah—!”
Before Wang Chengliu completed his order, Huang Miaoling launched an attack on the man. Wang Zhengyi's partial loss of focus gave Mingwei Junzhu a chance to slash the man's arm
“Urgh!” Wang Chengliu lowly bellowed while taking a step back.
“Heh,” Huang Miaoling revealed a mocking smile.
Although it was nice to see Wang Chengliu injured, but Huang Miaoling could not be happy for too long. Without looking, the woman could hear the sound of the foot clattering of a number of soldiers following the direction Fang Yu was going. Clearly, the soldiers that were chasing were from Shiyan Army.
Suddenly, Huang Miaoling heard a heartbreaking cry, “Your Majesty! Your Majesty!” He turned his head and found the figure of Yang Yuechan, the Defei, crying bitterly at the side of Emperor Weixin who was lying on the altar.
Empress Dowager Shen who was in the corner of the main page immediately reverberated, “Call the palace healer here right now!” So many questions soared in his mind, but none of them could be answered. ‘Zhengyi attack Weixin?! What kind of ridiculousness is this?!’ He threw a terrifying gaze towards Huang Miaoling and Wang Chengliu, ‘Who among them knows my plan and ended up creating chaos in today!?’
Although still harboring suspicion on Huang Miaoling— who is the nephew of Huang Yan’an—but Empress Shen knew that the Shufei was right. The most important thing now is to secure yourself. The truth can only be revealed when he is alive!
While Huang Yan’an was busy helping Empress Dowager Shen to escape, Empress Mingmei gazed towards Wang Weixin and Yang Yuechan from a distance. The woman's eyes emitted an expression that was difficult to understand. ‘Wang Weixin ...’ Seeing the husband being taken by a palace soldier, the woman turned around and began to follow Shufei and the Queen Mother.
As long as the royal women secured themselves, the powerless palace officials could only cling to the gate area. However, no matter how many times they banged on the big door, no one opened it.
Wei Shulin who attended the death ritual said to Huang Yade, “Sixth Prince has obviously prepared everything!” He no longer cared who heard his words. After all, right now everyone was busy putting importance on their respective safety!
Huang Yade turned around and stared at the state of the main courtyard, Longzhu Army began to be pushed away by Shiyan Army. For some reason, but Shiyan Army did not kill a single soldier of Longzhu Army. On the contrary, due to the attitude of ‘lembut’ Shiyan Troops, looks of doubt from the eyes of the soldiers of Longzhu Forces.
‘However, they are from the same country, also once fought on the same battlefield!’ inner Huang Yade in heart. Then, Minister Huang turned his gaze to the two figures who were fighting intensely on one side of the courtyard. ‘This situation does not look good!’
Huang Miaoling and Wang Chengliu were really trying to slit each other's throats. However, their strength was on par, and none of the two were seen to be finishing the fight—when only strength was relied upon.
“Give up, Huang Miaoling,” Wang Chengliu said on the sidelines of his attack. “You won't win!” The man dodged the slash of the female sword before him. “The end has been determined,” he said with a smile.
Not to be outdone, Huang Miaoling displayed a mocking grin. “Don't fantasize too far, Wang Chengliu. The instant you decided to trap Wang Zhengyi on the day of the Fifth Prince's death ritual, at that very second you had lost!”
“Oh?” By the time their swords met, Wang Chengliu took a step forward and brought his face closer to Huang Miaoling. “What can a woman like you do?”
Huang Miaoling gnashed his teeth, deeply hating the insults that came out of Wang Chengliu's mouth. “If you are self-conscious, I am the one who got the throne for you in last life!”
Hearing this, Wang Chengliu raised his right eyebrow while attacking. “Yes? Then, do you intend to take it now?” ask her with a challenging tone. “However, what can you do when Second Brother and your two best friends have fallen?”
That second too, Huang Miaoling froze, “What?”
A triumphant grin was painted on Wang Chengliu's face, savoring every inch of astonished expression on the woman's face before him. Then, with the opportunity, the man grabbed Huang Miaoling's leg, causing the woman to lose her balance.
Huang Miaoling fell painfully to the ground, his head slightly bumped and his eyes twitched. “Uh ...”
Before Huang Miaoling had a chance to get back on his feet, Wang Chengliu swung his sword excitedly, “You lost, Empress Huang!”
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A/N: Author: @!(#*62@!(EU!!!