Besides lying down, I also know a little about power struggles

Chapter 190 I am the Emperor
Feng Yuyang was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Kill the prince!"

The sound of metal clashing answered him.

Feng Yuyang turned around in his busy schedule, only to see Feng Yunxi lying on the ground. There was another person in front of him, who was fighting fiercely with the imperial guards who had attacked him by surprise.

The man was dressed in eunuch's attire, but beneath his bow-bottomed hat was a very familiar face.

"Feng Twelve?" Feng Yuyang blurted out.

Feng Twelve ignored the screams in his ears and knocked away the imperial guards in front of him with a punch.

The imperial guard shook his body and let out a sinister laugh.

When he and the other imperial guards escorted Feng Yuyang into the palace, he lowered his head like everyone else, so no one could see his appearance clearly.

At this time, his face was exposed under the bright candlelight. He had a gaunt appearance, prominent cheekbones, and one of his eyes was white, which was very different from the other eye.

This person is none other than Wuyue Mountain Man.

No one knew when he changed into the uniform of the imperial guards, but no one noticed it.

"Your Highness, you have great skills," Wuyueshanren said with a smile, "but you are seriously injured. How long can you fight me?"

Feng Twelve stood in front of Feng Yunxi without saying a word, holding the knife he had snatched from Wu Yue Shanren in his hand.

Just now, Feng Yunxi was nearly having her throat cut by this knife, but Feng Twelve suddenly appeared and snatched the knife away.

When the imperial guards in the palace saw Wu Yue Shan Ren and Feng Yuyang launching attacks respectively, they were about to step forward to rescue the emperor and the prince. However, several more people jumped out from the imperial guards and killed them when the people around them were not paying attention.

The situation was now very clear. Feng Yuyang's men disguised themselves as imperial guards and sneaked close to the emperor, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate him.

They fought with the Imperial Guards, who were caught off guard and lost several people, and soon fell into a disadvantage.

Feng Yuyang got up from the ground and retreated to the side of Wu Yue Shanren.

He held his waist, his face twisted in pain: "Quick battle, quick decision."

Wu Yue Shanren responded and attacked Feng Twelve again.

Feng Twelve protected Feng Yunxi as they retreated step by step.

Feng Yuyang showed a fierce smile: "Kill Feng Yunxi, and the throne will be mine."

It was as if the emperor no longer existed in his eyes, and he ordered his men to kill the imperial guards.

The emperor had retreated back to the throne and ordered the eunuchs to block the way.

"Where else do you want to hide, Your Majesty?" Feng Yuyang looked at him and smiled, "Today, between you and me, only one person can walk out of this Jiying Palace."

The emperor frowned and said, "Third brother, do you think that if you kill me and the prince, the court officials will obey your orders?"

"How can we know if we don't try?" Feng Yuyang showed a hint of madness on his face, "If I don't kill your majesty, your majesty will kill me too. In this case, why not let me show my filial piety once again and send you to the underworld to meet my mother."

"Asshole!" the emperor shouted angrily, "If you start a fight here, the imperial guards will come here immediately. By then, will you still be able to escape?"

"By then, you will be dead." Feng Yuyang laughed, "Do you think they will avenge you, or be loyal to the new emperor?"

The emperor clenched the dagger in his hand, looking as if he wanted to stab it into Feng Yuyang's heart.

Feng Yuyang took two steps forward with his limping foot.

"Whoever captures the emperor will be rewarded with 100 taels of gold and given an official position and a high rank when I ascend the throne."

He said this to the eunuch in front of the emperor.

The young eunuchs looked at the fighting in front of them, some of them had trembling legs and some of them had a slight look in their eyes.

Feng Yuyang said: "You all saw how Chao En died. If anyone wants to take the knife for the emperor, just stand here, but——"

He changed the subject: "But if you wait any longer, you will only have one way to go."

These words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. The eunuchs' expressions changed again and again. Some of them moved slightly to the outside without leaving a trace, revealing the figure of the emperor behind them.

However, the next moment, the man was stabbed through by the emperor.

"Those who attempt to surrender will be killed." The emperor drew his sword coldly, bringing a stream of blood. "Reinforcements will arrive soon. Anyone who dares to defect will be killed without mercy."

As soon as these words came out, the already shaken people dared not move anymore. Seeing this, Feng Yuyang sneered: "Since I can arrange my people around you, how do you know there are no reinforcements?"

The expressions of the father and son were surprisingly consistent; there was only ruthlessness and no tenderness in each other's eyes.

At this moment, shouts of killing suddenly came from a distance.

Feng Yuyang and the emperor's expressions changed at the same time.

They couldn't tell which side had the upper hand, but it was obvious that the imperial guards coming to Jiying Palace had been stopped halfway.

On the other side of the hall, Feng Twelve pushed Feng Yunxi to a safe corner and raised his knife to block the sword that was about to be chopped down by Wu Yue Shanren.

With a "click", the blade broke into two pieces.

The sword slashed down on his head.

Feng Twelve rolled on the ground, with a blood mark on his cheek.

Feng Yuyang turned his head and looked in that direction, smiling coldly.

"I was worried that Twelve would become a serious threat. Fortunately, Your Majesty did not let me down."

The emperor was silent for a moment: "Are you deliberately letting me deal with him?"

"You can't say that," Feng Yuyang said with a smile, "It's obviously because His Majesty doesn't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes and is always worried that Twelve will inherit Lin Yang's legacy, so I exposed your scandal in front of him. I just gave you a reason to get rid of him. It's up to you whether you use it or not."

The emperor stared at him with bloodshot eyes.

He opened his mouth to speak when he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He grasped the back of the throne and leaned half of his body on it.

Large mouthfuls of blood gushed out of his mouth. He reached out and touched his mouth, looking confused.

Feng Yuyang seemed relieved when he saw this.

He looked at the emperor with a genuine smile on his face, and gradually, a laugh escaped from his throat, and his whole brows and eyes showed relaxation.

The emperor looked up at him, his breathing becoming more rapid.

"It's you..." His voice was unclear.

"It's me." Feng Yuyang raised his chin.

"...When..." the emperor asked in a hoarse voice.

Feng Yuyang smiled and said, "You'll have to ask my mother."

The emperor looked at her intently: "Xianfei?"

Feng Yuyang nodded.

"Hong Xiao of the White Bird Pavilion is good at using poison, and the poison is called 'Lovesickness'. I originally mixed it into the ink and asked everyone to write a birthday poem to Your Majesty, but unfortunately Your Majesty was too cautious and the plan failed. But I have one good point, I am never afraid of trouble when doing something. Do you think that only the ink at the Yaotai Banquet is poisonous?"

He raised a proud smile: "This poison can be used in many places. In addition to ink, it can also be mixed with spices."

"spices?"

"Of course it's not the imperial temple's spices," Feng Yuyang said with a smile, "Your Majesty often goes to Concubine Zhuang's old palace to look at her portrait. Don't you think there's anything unusual about the spices you offer her?"

The emperor's expression finally changed.

Feng Yuyang smiled complacently: "Originally, only a little bit of this poison is enough to penetrate into the bone marrow and gradually weaken a person, but I am impatient. Since it is rare for me to come to the capital, of course I want to make the most of it, so I asked my mother to increase the dosage for me."

The emperor's short beard was soaked red with blood. He swayed and half-knelt on the ground.

He gasped heavily in his throat, loosened the dagger in his hand, grabbed the armrests of the throne with both hands, and struggled to get up.

He slowly walked back to the throne, slammed on it with a thud, and tilted his body, staring at the people below.

"Traitor... I am the emperor."

Happy Lantern Festival!
There are only two chapters left, and I will post them this afternoon~