If you're made a fake emperor, why did you change the country's name?

A hint of surprise flashed in Qian Zhentianhu's eyes, which quickly turned into a bit of interest.

"Yu'er, aren't you afraid he'll humiliate you again if you don't just kill him?"

Zhao Yu put on a smile and remained calm.

"It's just an old dog, it doesn't matter. I just want to know why this old dog would bite its master."

"Hahaha! Good, since Yu'er doesn't care, why should I, as his uncle, care?" The Prince of Zhennan laughed loudly, turning his head to look at Li Fu'an, who was unable to move on the ground.

"Did you hear that? My nephew is giving you a chance. Tell me, why are you going crazy?"

Li Fu'an was both shocked and furious, feeling extremely aggrieved.

He stared intently at Zhao Yu, gritting his teeth as he spoke, "Prince Zhennan, you must believe this old servant! This man... he really isn't His Majesty! This old servant is absolutely certain he must be..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended, like an invisible mountain pressing down on him, making his bones creak and making it difficult for him to breathe.

At this moment, the Prince of Zhennan's face darkened, and he released his inner strength, which was at the peak of the Celestial Realm, without reservation, suppressing this small area.

Zhao Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.

To this day, this is the first time I have ever seen someone with internal energy who can use it as a form of pressure like Qian Zhentian!

Considering the fact that the Wolf Master of the Celestial Realm transforms his sword energy into a wolf, it's clear that martial arts in this world are not as useless as one might imagine.

"I asked you to give me the reason, not to spout nonsense!"

"If you dare utter another word of nonsense, I'll let you experience the torture of being burned alive in the army!"

Li Fu'an was so oppressed that he could not move. He could only use all his strength to squeeze out a sound from his throat.

"This old servant...this old servant's cultivation method is special, and my five senses are a hundred times more acute than ordinary people...Last night at midnight, this old servant sensed that someone was secretly watching me, but Your Majesty...Your Majesty would never send anyone to monitor this old servant..."

He raised his head and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Therefore, this old servant suspects that the person before me is actually..."

boom!

puff! !

A muffled thud.

Before Li Fu'an could finish speaking, he burst open like a watermelon!

He was crushed into a pile of minced meat by that internal force.

Blood and bits of flesh splattered, staining the bluestone slabs beneath their feet red.

Zhao Yu's expression froze for a moment.

He had no idea that the Prince of Zhennan would suddenly make a move.

But at that very moment, he understood why Li Fu'an was so certain that he was a fake emperor.

Because at midnight, which was the time he summoned Qiu Ping, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the previous night, he only wanted Qiu Ping to mobilize his troops to win over Xiaoyue Jinshang.

Unexpectedly, this incident made Li Fu'an realize that he was being monitored.

"Haha, not scared, huh?"

The Prince of Zhennan's hearty laughter pulled Zhao Yu back to reality.

He paid no attention to the pool of blood at his feet, turned around, and like a kind and gentle elder, patted Zhao Yu's shoulder heavily with his large, fan-like hand.

"Yu'er, you are now the ruler of a country. If you encounter such a barking old dog again, don't hold back, just kill it."

Zhao Yu's mind was filled with alarm bells, but he managed to force a humble smile onto his face.

"Thank you for your guidance, Uncle. You must be tired from your long journey. Why don't you rest in the side hall for a while? I'll have someone prepare a welcome feast for you."

"Rest? What rest!" Prince Zhennan waved his hand and laughed heartily. "I haven't been back to the capital for three years. It's a good time to see how much my nephew has improved. I'll accompany you to the morning court today!"

After saying that, he laughed and strode back the way he came.

"Uncle, I'll go change into my court robes first. I can't let you be in a difficult position in court while I'm wearing this armor. See you at the Xuanzheng Hall later!"

Watching the imposing figure of the Prince of Zhennan depart, Zhao Yu slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling on the glaring pool of blood.

A chill ran through me.

Within this palace, everyone enjoys unparalleled power that outsiders can hardly attain, but at the same time, they also face the risk of falling into the abyss with a single step.

Even he was no exception!

Then look at someone as powerful as Li Fu'an, who was at the half-step Celestial Realm and was loyal to the Emperor, yet in the end he died without even a complete corpse.

Even though I have the Nine Dragons Protecting the Nation Formation protecting me, what good is that?

This great formation excels in defense, but it cannot prevent unpredictable events.

If he makes a mistake, his fate may not be much better than Li Fu'an's.

Zhao Yu sighed inwardly.

Ironically, Li Fu'an, this old eunuch, was the first person he actually met after he transmigrated.

I never expected it to end so hastily.

After a moment of dejection, Zhao Yu quickly regained his composure, and his face returned to its usual cold and stern expression.

He coldly said to the palace servants around him, who were already pale with fright, "Clean this place up."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty..."

The palace servants, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, hurriedly began to clean up the mess.

Zhao Yu turned around and boarded the spare imperial carriage. His voice came out calmly through the curtain.

"Heading to the Xuanzheng Hall!"

The imperial carriage slowly started moving again, heading towards the Xuanzheng Hall!

..............

Outside the Xuanzheng Hall, the imperial carriage slowly came to a stop.

Zhao Yu lifted the curtain and stepped out, his face expressionless, as he walked step by step onto the red carpet.

When everyone in the hall saw Zhao Yu arrive, they all fell silent.

After Zhao Yu took his seat, he looked at everyone in the hall and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Unlike in the past, not a single official was absent today.

Those who were on sick leave just a few days ago are all in high spirits today.

More importantly, the aura these people exuded was completely different from before.

Previously, they were always timid and hesitant, their heads hanging low, terrified of themselves.

Now, each of them stands tall with their backs straight, chins slightly raised, and expressions full of confidence.

Zhao Yu sneered inwardly.

Haha, it seems that once the military crisis is resolved, these people have regained their confidence.

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense.

Previously, when the Wolf Kingdom's army besieged the city, their fate was uncertain, and even if they were able to contact their main family outside, they would not receive a response.

After all, the Wolf Kingdom is coming on strong, and no one knows what the future holds.

But things are different now.

The imperial city was defended, and behind them stood the deeply entrenched bureaucratic system of the entire Liang Dynasty, as well as the family forces that they firmly controlled in various regions.

With that confidence, one naturally has enough.

Just as the atmosphere inside the hall became somewhat awkward, a loud and boisterous laugh came from outside.

"Hahaha!"

The voice came from afar, strong and clear.

All the officials in the court looked in the direction of the sound.

Qian Zhentian changed out of his white armor and into a five-clawed python robe, striding in.

The five-clawed golden dragon on the python robe gleamed brightly in the candlelight, almost blindingly so.

Wherever he went, civil and military officials alike bowed and showered him with compliments.

"The Prince of Zhennan is back!"

"The Prince of Zhennan has rendered meritorious service in guarding the frontier!"

Qian Zhentian nodded and smiled all the way until he reached the head of all the officials.

He paused, his smile fading slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

The seat that originally belonged to Prime Minister Gan Qing was now occupied by an unfamiliar middle-aged scholar.

"Huh? That old Gan actually gave up this position to someone else?"

Qian Zhentian's voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to everyone's ears in the quiet hall.

All eyes were on the Prince of Zhennan and Wang Zhang.

"Uncle, please take your place. I am about to begin the court session," Zhao Yu said calmly from the high platform.

Upon hearing this, Qian Zhentian laughed and waved his hand casually.

"Alright, alright, your uncle won't keep you from going to court."

After saying that, he casually stood at the very front of the military officers' formation.

Seeing this, Wei An quickly stepped forward and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Attend court—"