My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

"..."

The whole hall was in deathly silence.

Even Oleg, who had been working tirelessly to lobby the King of Beirut to appoint Ye Wanlan as the crown prince, was dumbfounded and his jaw almost dropped.

The matter of appointing a crown prince was proposed by the princes and ministers, which was a reasonable suggestion.

But if it is raised by the person concerned, it would be a great act of treason, and would be regarded as a traitor who commits treason and seeks power to usurp the throne.

The faces of many princes and ministers changed, including those who agreed to make Ye Wanlan the crown prince.

Because they clearly felt that Ye Wanlan's behavior was a challenge to their authority.

They are asking Beirut for orders, as is their right.

Ye Wanlan is a princess and she has only been back to Cangyuan Kingdom for less than a month. What qualifications does she have to say that?

"Your Highness Wanlan!" Oleg frowned, "Do you know what you are saying? This throne will be yours sooner or later, but you can't say that."

"Princess Wanlan, do you think that because we support her to succeed the throne, she has forgotten who she is?"

"Oh, how disappointing! It turns out that the princess can't handle the situation. She is too impatient."

The King of Beirut was shocked by Ye Wanlan's words at first. Just as he was about to get angry, he heard the words of the ministers in the palace and immediately became happy!
He was already worried about how to correct the situation where people were leaning towards Ye Wanlan, but he didn't expect that she would commit suicide, causing people's hearts that were originally leaning towards her to shift away again.

"How dare you!" King Beirut slammed his hand on the table. "Your grandfather is still alive. What ability do you have to let your grandfather pass on the throne to you?"

Although the King of Beirut has abused his power for personal gain many times over the years, he attaches great importance to his reputation, works hard to govern the country, and has done a lot of superficial work, otherwise the people would have been boiling with resentment long ago.

A minister shouted, "Princess Wanlan, why don't you leave immediately!"

"More than forty years ago, the high priest predicted that my father would usurp your throne and kill you," Ye Wanlan said casually. "The high priest's predictions have always been accurate, so in order to prevent the prophecy from happening, you took the initiative. What do you think?"

The princes and ministers were all speechless, their mouths wide open with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

When was this prophecy made? Why have they never heard of it?
"You are talking nonsense!" King Beirut was furious. "The high priest has never made such a prophecy. You must be a spy sent by humans to disturb the people of Cangyuan. Why don't you capture her and throw her into the Sea of ​​Stars and let the high priest deal with her!"

The palace guards immediately stepped forward and surrounded Ye Wanlan.

"I can prove that everything Alan said is true." At this time, a cold voice sounded, "Because I did not die of a so-called difficult childbirth. Instead, Beirut wanted me and my son to die on the operating table."

"!!!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Everyone turned their heads and looked towards the source of the sound.

Beitang Xinyi approached slowly with a cold look on her face. Holding the Hou Tu Order in her hand, she repelled the palace guards and walked step by step to Ye Wanlan's side.

After she appeared, King Beirut's face also darkened: "Beitang Xinyi, don't think that just because I dote on you, you can bring your granddaughter to cause chaos in Cangyuan!"

"Dote on me?" Beitang Xinyi sneered, "Beirut, do you think I am your plaything? Do I need your favor to survive in Cangyuan? You are wrong. Without me, you can't even sit on the throne!"

Once these words were uttered, it meant that this once enviable couple had completely fallen out.

"How dare you--" King Beirut's face was extremely ugly, and veins popped out on the back of his hand. This was also the fact he wanted to erase.

He initially tried to please Beitang Xinyi at all costs because he valued the strength of her mother's family.

But once he actually ascends the throne, he won't need her anymore.

Over the years, he has been weakening the strength of the Beitang Family. Now the Beitang Family can only survive in the royal city and cannot become a force to be reckoned with.

"If I hadn't saved a trick early on by sending the child away and faking my own death to get away, you might have really been able to rest easy." Beitang Xinyi said coldly, "Don't even think about doing the same thing to me this time!"

"Since the prophecy is true, then you will definitely be killed by my father." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "But I won't. I will spare your life. What do you think, Grandpa?"

“Ridiculous!” Beirut gritted his teeth and spoke word by word. “The throne will only be mine. Come, take this pair of grandparents and grandchildren who are talking nonsense away. Put them in custody and torture them. We must find out who made them do this!”

As long as he refuses to admit it, Ye Wanlan and Beitang Xinyi will have no evidence to prove what happened more than 40 years ago!

"Beirut, you don't think that I have been dormant until now and have returned empty-handed, without anything to compete with you?" Beitang Xinyi was not afraid at all. A sneer rose on her lips. "You forgot that the Hou Tu Order has always been in my hand, and the Hou Tu Order has a function."

The King of Beirut was stunned for a few seconds, then blurted out: "Backtrack!"

The two tokens of Huangtian and Houtu not only symbolize the royal power of Atlantis, but also contain the power of heaven and earth.

The Emperor's Order contains the power of space, while the Earth's Order contains the power of time.

Anyone holding the Hou Tu Order can view past images. Of course, this function is also subject to strict limitations, as the images must have been seen by the person himself.

Without waiting for the King of Beirut to react, Beitang Xinyi had already used the Hou Tu Order to show everyone what happened more than forty years ago.

There were two figures outside the door. One of them said, "Tell the public that the queen died in childbirth and the baby suffocated during the birth. Chop up his body and throw it into the jungle to feed the dogs."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

King Beirut stared at the projection in front of him, and his breathing became heavy.

The princes and ministers were already so shocked that they were speechless.

"You wanted to kill us, but we didn't die." Beitang Xinyi coughed, "Beirut, you have paid for your evil deeds!"

"What a joke!" King Beirut took a step back. "So what if I did it? The throne is mine, the Imperial Order is mine. Even if you make the truth public, it will be useless!"

Having said that, he felt more confident.

"Xinyi, I really like you." King Beirut sighed, "But I still like power more, so I can only ask you to die."

Beitang Xinyi clenched his fists, burning with anger: "You..."

"I'm sorry, Beirut Flanders." Ye Wanlan said indifferently, "The ceremony is not going to work. Now, we can only use soldiers."

King Beirut sneered: "Do you think that you have a connection with humans and that they can come here to help you?"

"I am a cultivator, I will not advise you to take a step back and the world will be broader." Ye Wanlan waved his hand and said coldly, "Take him down." (End of this chapter)