Can't a princess ascend the throne?

Chapter 1 discusses the probability of successfully assassinating the emperor.

Prologue: Jiu Que always found it strange that some people felt she had to go through all the trouble of proving her innocence after being slandered and framed. They even tried to force her to submit with some bizarre notions of filial piety.

Please open your eyes and look properly, okay? Behind me are hundreds of thousands of mighty soldiers, capable of flattening a city or a region in a matter of minutes, understand? I can turn the world upside down with a flick of my finger, understand? With supreme imperial power within my grasp, you're talking to me about benevolence and morality? Are you alright? In this situation, you expect me to be pure and virtuous?
If you have nothing to do, dream more; anything can happen in dreams.

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"Happy Birthday, Your Majesty! May Your Majesty enjoy eternal bliss and live a long and prosperous life!"

After following the crowd in bowing and kowtowing three times and kowtowing nine times, Ying Jiuque felt the soreness in his neck and legs, and his irritability had reached its peak.

She'd been kneeling for almost half an hour to wish the old emperor a happy birthday! Heaven knows she'd never even knelt before her own parents! Of course, that patriarchal couple wasn't worthy of her kneeling either. Now, kneeling firmly in prayer, Ying Jiuque felt her lofty socialist values ​​were crumbling.

Therefore, after taking his seat, Ying Jiuque's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. His half-sister, Lin Shuran, smiled sweetly, her slender fingers twitching slightly as she brought a cup of tea to Ying Jiuque's side, exuding gentleness and virtue.

"Sister, are you alright?"

Ying Jiuque stared quietly into his dark eyes at his half-sister, who was known for her gentleness and virtue, wanting to see what tricks she was up to this time.

Lin Shuran felt her heart pounding as she was stared at by Ying Jiuque's dark eyes. But while she was afraid, she glanced at the seat where the man was sitting, gritted her teeth, and with a slight flick of her wrist, the warm tea was poured over Ying Jiuque, soaking him completely from his sleeve to his forearm.

A gasp and whispers erupted around them, and all sorts of eyes turned to them, most of them harboring ill intentions. Anyway, it had nothing to do with them; such a mishap at His Majesty's fiftieth birthday banquet was certainly something to watch.

He twitched his fingers, seeing Lin Shuran clinging to her seemingly panicked mother, Lin Xu Shi, like a frightened deer. Ying Jiu Que's lips curled into a smirk. This wasn't the first time this had happened. Was playing mind games some kind of fun? It was really annoying!

[This is so annoying... I heard that assassinating the emperor is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family? I'm currently 500 paces away from the emperor in a straight line. What are the chances that if I launch myself forward and assassinate him, I won't be riddled with stabs by the guards along the way and will successfully recite the names of my ancestors for eighteen generations?]

Emperor Jingtai, seated on his dragon throne, was startled! He immediately and impassively looked around. Who? Who was speaking?! Someone was trying to assassinate him?!
[Perhaps I don't need to rush up; just jumping out now and shouting "I'm going to assassinate the emperor!" or "You dog emperor, prepare to die!" would work? Ah, no, the little girl is tugging at my sleeve, and she's quite strong...]

Girl?

Emperor Jingtai immediately looked towards the female guest. Taking advantage of her elevated position, Ying Jiuque, with her arm outstretched, stood out conspicuously among the group of well-behaved ladies. Emperor Jingtai, a ruthless emperor with decades of military experience, locked his gaze on her almost instantly. However, before he could erupt in anger, he realized something. Wait, how could that little girl, five hundred paces away, speak as clearly as if she were right next to him?
Moreover, unless the other party is insane, they would never dare to say such a thing as punishing nine generations of their family in front of so many civil and military officials.

Emperors are inherently suspicious, and Emperor Jingtai, being no longer young and with his sons all grown up, was even more bound to doubt whether his throne was still as secure as before. Therefore, his first reaction was that someone was plotting something!
But when he glanced around again, he saw that the eunuchs, maids, and guards were all as respectful and humble as ever, without the slightest hint of anything unusual.

But the girl's lips didn't move when she spoke; was it ventriloquism? Emperor Jingtai's eyes darkened, and murderous intent rose within him. Those who feign supernatural powers deserve to die!

[Holy crap! Consort Zhang is going to force-feed the abortion pill to the young palace maid! Who would have thought? The old emperor is still so vigorous! He's fifty, and he can still have children?!]

Emperor Jingtai froze! If there was any regret in his life, it was that he had too few children. Perhaps it was due to his excessive killing and killing, but he had few children even in his youth, and since ten years ago, not a single egg had been laid in the palace! Which palace maid is pregnant?!

No! Whether it's true or not, he has to save his son first!
After summoning Jiu Fu, and after a brief conversation, Emperor Jingtai abruptly rose and rushed towards the inner palace. Although everyone appeared to be enjoying a lively banquet, they were all watching the Emperor. Seeing him storm off in anger, a buzz of curiosity arose among the crowd. His abrupt departure from the birthday banquet must mean something had happened in the inner palace!
At this moment, the inner palace was as silent as a dead place. Emperor Jingtai sat on his chair, his imposing aura as deep and unfathomable as the sea, making Consort Zhang below tremble and gasp for breath.

Emperor Jingtai was relieved that they had arrived in time; the guards who had gone ahead had managed to control the situation. At this moment, the imperial physician was analyzing the abortion medicine.

"...This medicine contains a substantial amount of top-quality musk and borneol, making it extremely potent. If a pregnant woman accidentally drinks it, the fetus will certainly be lost..."

Emperor Jingtai didn't need to listen to what was to come. He coldly stared at Consort Zhang, who was trembling like a leaf, as if she were a dead person.

"Zhang is insidious and vicious, poisoning the imperial heir; her crimes are unforgivable! She is stripped of all her honors and banished to the cold palace! Her parents and relatives are all imprisoned; this matter must be thoroughly investigated!"

"His Majesty--"

Consort Zhang's mouth was quickly gagged, and she was dragged away.

Emperor Jingtai pondered the events of the day. Consort Zhang had only noticed the palace maid's unusual behavior before the banquet, and her malicious intent was spur-of-the-moment. The girl's influence was still limited to the inner palace. So, was it premeditated, or was there some supernatural element at play? Regardless, his child was safe, which was a good thing in itself. But life is unpredictable…

When he returned to the banquet, Emperor Jingtai had composed himself and showed no trace of his earlier rage. Instead, he smiled and announced on the spot that one of his concubines was pregnant. Amidst the congratulations, Emperor Jingtai, as expected, heard that languid voice again.

[It really happened?! The old emperor was truly amazing.]

Emperor Jingtai couldn't quite contain his smile. Hehehe, what can I do? I'm just that vigorous in my old age!
[Hmm... According to the plot, shouldn't someone be coming up with good news by now? Wow! Are those ladies really that amazing? Three thousand female soldiers wiped out tens of thousands of Northern Barbarian troops! And without any logistical support? Amazing!]

Women's Army?
Overjoyed, Emperor Jingtai felt the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before...

Just then, the personal eunuch, beaming with joy, hurried forward with a letter of good news. For some reason, Emperor Jingtai felt his heart race. The Great Jingtai had long suffered under those uncivilized barbarians, but they occupied vast grasslands, raised a large number of high-quality warhorses, and were quite skilled in riding and archery. They frequently raided the borders, and the two sides had been fighting for a century, truly a blood feud.

Therefore, the northern barbarians became a source of worry for him. Could it be that what that unruly girl said was true?

Upon unfolding the congratulatory report, Emperor Jingtai burst into laughter, even slamming his hand on the table, causing cups, plates, and bowls to shatter and fall to the ground. The previously jovial crowd fell silent, the room utterly still. Only a few high-ranking officials stared thoughtfully at their emperor.

"Hahahaha—Excellent! This is truly wonderful! The Northern Women's Army launched a night raid on the Northern Barbarian camp, killing and capturing tens of thousands of Northern Barbarians! They burned all of the enemy's supplies! This is indeed a great achievement!"

New story started! This time I wanted to try a different style, haha!

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