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Consort Yu and Wang Changlin hastily dressed, got out of bed, and knelt before the Emperor.

"What a perfect pair of lovers, making love in the villa I bestowed upon them! Consort Yu, do you still remember your place?"

The Emperor was prepared to tear the two of them to pieces.

But before that, we must make the two of them confess to those unknown things, and eliminate them completely.

Consort Yu remained silent, her eyes glazed over, her hair disheveled, looking dejected and disheveled.

"Wang Changlin, aren't you afraid I'll exterminate your entire family?"

Wang Changlin calmed down for a moment, but the emperor's words about "exterminating nine generations of one's family" instantly sobered him up and filled him with rage.

He had been prepared for this all along; the moment the emperor discovered his affair with Consort Yu would be the moment he launched his rebellion.

Now that the Emperor himself has delivered himself to our doorstep, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, like a wolf walking into the tiger's den.

If we miss tonight, it will be extremely difficult to capture the Emperor again.

"Hahahaha!" Wang Changlin stood up, laughing wildly.

"What a powerful force to exterminate nine generations of one's family! I've long desired such power!"

This was the first time the Emperor had seen Wang Changlin act so fearlessly, completely unafraid of the majesty of the imperial family.

"What are you going to do?" the Emperor asked calmly.

Wang Changlin scoffed and shouted towards the outside, "Help! Someone come here!"

In an instant, a group of soldiers in military uniforms emerged from nowhere in the inner courtyard.

Holding steel knives, they filed in, completely surrounding the courtyard inside and out.

Looking around, Zhao Jinzhong estimated that there were about five hundred soldiers.

Where did it come from? Did it burrow underground?

Immediately afterwards, deafening sounds of fighting and killing came from outside Chengqing Villa.

Wang Changlin's men blocked the inner courtyard gate, preventing the emperor's thousand elite troops from breaking in.

A hint of surprise appeared on the Emperor's face. He angrily rebuked Wang Changlin: "Are you plotting a rebellion?"

"My Emperor, isn't it a little too late to find out now?"

Wang Changlin said jokingly, his eyes full of disdain.

Shen Lingshu never imagined that Wang Changlin would have such a sordid relationship with Consort Yu.

I dare not even imagine that he would have the idea of ​​rebellion and made preparations for it.

"Wang Changlin, I never imagined you were such an absurd person!" Shen Lingshu rebuked him angrily.

"Me, ridiculous? Humph! I, Wang Changlin, earned my title by saving the court with my own abilities and winning military merit, but have you ever even looked at me?"

"I've endured so many years of cold shoulders from your Grand Tutor's mansion, this is truly absurd!"

Wang Changlin finally spoke out about these words that he had kept in his heart for more than ten years.

After speaking of Shen Lingshu, he turned back to the Emperor and mocked, "And you, you only have a voice if you hold military power."

Why must this emperor be someone from your An family? Am I, Wang Changlin, not allowed to be emperor?

Just because your father and grandfather were emperors, does that mean all future emperors will be from your family?

Wang Changlin seemed like a completely different person; at this moment, all that remained in his eyes was madness and a thirst for imperial power.

Even Consort Yu never expected that Wang Changlin would actually become the emperor.

She always believed that Wang Changlin truly loved her and genuinely wanted to help her make the Fourth Prince the Crown Prince and eventually the Emperor.

I never expected this...

Wang Changlin suddenly pulled a dagger from his shoe, held it to the emperor's neck, and forced him to comply.

"Draft an edict right now, passing the throne to the Fourth Prince and ordering Zhao Yucheng to hand over military power to me! Draft it quickly!"

Wang Changlin thought that as long as he held military power, it would be easy to force the fourth prince to abdicate.

He cannot rise to power overnight; the emperor cannot directly pass the throne to him, otherwise it would destabilize the court.

Chess must be played one move at a time, which is why he managed to cultivate a relationship with Consort Yu.

Consort Yu gradually came to her senses and finally saw through Wang Changlin's true intentions.

It turns out that all along, I was just a pawn in his scheme.

Outside the hall, Zhao Jinzhong, Eunuch Qin, and others were already held in place by Wang Changlin's men and could not escape.

Just as the fierce fighting was raging outside the courtyard, Zhao Jinzhong suddenly heard Zhou Ruo's voice: "Brother, brother."

Zhou Ruo leaned close to Zhao Jinzhong's ear and whispered his name.

Zhao Jinzhong turned his head to look, but didn't see anyone. He thought he was hallucinating.

Zhou Ruo tugged at his sleeve and called him "brother" twice before Zhao Jinzhong realized that Zhou Ruo had used an invisibility talisman to enter.

"Brother, Father is outside with lots and lots of people. He told me to come in first to tell you so you won't be afraid."

Zhao Jinzhong nodded slightly.

Zhou Ruo added, "Brother, Father also said that if he needs to lead troops to invade, you should just nod."

If you don't want him to come in, just shake your head.

Zhao Jinzhong nodded again, which was noticed by the soldiers guarding him.

The soldier pressed down hard on his back, warning, "Don't try anything funny, behave yourself!"

Zhou Ruo returned the way he came and ran out of the courtyard.

She tripped and fell while going down the steps, and cried out in pain.

Zhao Jinzhong and the soldiers in the courtyard all heard it.

The soldiers warily brandished their knives and demanded, "Who was it? Who made that sound just now?"

Zhou Ruo got up and ran away.

Zhao Jinzhong quickly imitated Zhou Ruo and cried out, "Ouch! My legs are numb from standing for too long."

The soldiers rolled their eyes at him, never expecting that the legendary young general would make such a effeminate voice.

Inside the room, the Emperor drafted an imperial edict according to Wang Changlin's request.

As he finished writing, the Emperor asked Wang Changlin, "Now that things have come to this, can you tell me where your troops are hidden?"

Wang Changlin accepted the imperial edict with satisfaction, feeling that the overall situation was settled and victory was assured.

"Why shouldn't I tell you, you're a dying man? You can hide three thousand people in the dark room behind your villa."

I have troops in the western and northern suburbs of the capital. How about it, brother? Are you convinced now?

"How many soldiers are there in total?" The emperor asked without changing his expression.

"Fifty thousand men. Although that's not as many as Zhao Yucheng's hundreds of thousands of soldiers, they are all elite troops."

Even if I were to fight a hundred against one, Zhao Yucheng might not be able to defeat me in a real fight.

The sounds of fighting outside the courtyard grew increasingly intense, gradually moving closer to the inner courtyard.

The soldiers in the inner courtyard felt increasingly uneasy as they listened.

When the dozen or so people went outside, they found that almost all of their companions outside the courtyard had been wiped out.

Some died, some were wounded, and half of them were captured by Zhao Yucheng's men.

The hundreds of people inside the courtyard couldn't hold out for long; in no time at all, they had all been cleaned up.

Just as Zhao Yucheng led his troops into the inner courtyard, Zhao Jinzhong seized the opportunity to subdue the enemies around him one by one.

He turned and rushed into the house, capturing Wang Changlin in no time.

Wang Changlin didn't know what was happening until Zhao Jinzhong took control of him.

"What...what happened?"

Zhao Yucheng brought Wang Changlin's personal guard commander into the house, tied him up, and threw him in front of Wang Changlin.

Then he knelt before the Emperor and said, "Your Majesty, I am late in coming to your aid. Please forgive me!"

The Emperor was deeply gratified and helped Zhao Yucheng up, saying, "My dear minister, you've worked hard!"

Wang Changlin's personal guard commander cried to Wang Changlin, "My lord, it's all over, everything is over!"

By the afternoon, Zhao Yucheng had already taken control of the troops near the villa.

We wanted to send a letter to the outskirts of Beijing, but it was simply impossible to get it delivered!

After hearing this, Wang Changlin collapsed to the ground.

He glanced at the Emperor and Zhao Yucheng, who were looking down at him with the air of victors, mocking him.

He turned to look at Consort Yu again. Her eyes held a complex expression, and he couldn't fathom her thoughts.

Finally, Wang Changlin's mind went blank, and he stood there dumbfounded.