At 100 years old, he joined the army in place of his granddaughter, and became a national war god.

The imposing and dignified person before me, who is no different from the true emperor, is not Xiao Jinghuan at all!

Xu Jinniang was overwhelmed by a sense of relief and relief. Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and a feeling of exhaustion spread through her limbs and bones.

My back was already soaked with cold sweat, and my clothes clung to my skin, the chill penetrating to the bone.

The imposter bent down and gently helped her up, his tone sincere: "Your Highness, please don't be offended. My brother and I pretended to be furious to test your sincerity and confirm whether you truly recognize the current emperor."

"I had no choice but to frighten Your Majesty just now, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Consort Xu steadied herself, still trembling with fear. Her gaze was fixed on the other person, comparing their expressions and demeanor again and again, but she still couldn't find the slightest flaw.

She gasped for breath, suppressing her turbulent emotions, her voice still trembling: "Daoist Master, who exactly is this person? How can his appearance, voice, and demeanor be exactly the same as His Majesty's? How can such a bizarre thing exist in this world?"

She had lived for decades and had seen countless intrigues in the imperial court and strange arts in the martial arts world, but she had never seen such a realistic disguise that could turn the world upside down!

Master Ziyun smiled faintly and slowly revealed the secret that had been buried for many years.

"Your Majesty, please do not be alarmed. This is my fellow disciple, Yun Jizi."

"My junior brother possesses the secret art of illusion, which allows him to alter his appearance and change his bones. With the help of years of painstaking study, he has achieved the ability to create such lifelike illusions as he does today."

Consort Xu frowned, still finding it hard to believe.

"Appearance can be altered through secret arts, but His Majesty's innate aura of supreme authority, his long-cultivated mannerisms, and even his subtle gestures are all unique and cannot be easily imitated!"

This was what puzzled and terrified her the most.

Appearances can be faked, but habits are hard to imitate, and the mindset and demeanor of an emperor are something that ordinary people can never learn!

"I must thank Your Majesty for granting my request half a year ago."

A cold, calculating glint flashed in Master Ziyun's eyes as he slowly revealed the origin of this scheme.

"Six months ago, the Empress believed in the secrets of immortality that I had observed, and strongly recommended that the Emperor put aside state affairs and come to Ziyun Temple to meditate for more than a month."

"The emperor, residing in the temple, cultivated his mind and spirit in tranquility, becoming relaxed and unrestrained, revealing his every word, action, thought, and state of mind."

"For a whole month, my junior brother stayed in the shadows, never leaving the emperor's side, observing his daily life, words and actions, his joys and sorrows, his speaking speed, his writing habits, and even his subtle movements when he was alone, memorizing everything."

"In the six months that followed, I pondered and practiced day and night, refining my skills through countless trials, and finally achieved perfection today. Every word and action of mine is no different from that of the True Emperor."

As soon as she heard those words, Consort Xu felt a chill run through her body, her spine went completely cold, and her scalp tingled!

It turns out that these two brothers had already started planning this six months ago!

Taking advantage of her trust and the opportunity of her introducing the emperor to a period of seclusion, he quietly laid out a grand scheme that would span several years and shake the world!

They were not reclusive scholars who devoted themselves to Taoist practice and were detached from worldly affairs, but rather treacherous and cunning traitors who were patient, scheming, and ambitious!

In an instant, all the clues connected and converged, and a crazy, vicious conspiracy that could overthrow the Great Qian Dynasty appeared clearly in her mind!

They want to replace the real emperor with a fake one!

They quietly usurped the throne of the Great Qian Dynasty and stole the imperial power that would last for ten thousand generations!

Consort Xu, who knew everything, was greatly shocked. Her gaze fell upon the two people before her in horror, and her voice trembled:

"You...you want to replace His Majesty and usurp the throne of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

"This is a monstrous disaster that will wipe out nine generations of your family and cut off all your chance of survival! Once exposed, you will be reduced to ashes and never be able to rise again!"

Having lived in the palace, she knew better than anyone the price of treason.

Throughout history, those who usurped the throne have all met tragic ends, implicating countless others and bringing disaster upon their entire families!

"Exposed?"

Master Ziyun's eyes were cold and piercing, a ruthless sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, his tone extremely resolute.

"My brother and I have planned this for years, proceeding step by step with meticulous care, leaving no room for error. How could we possibly have been exposed?"

His gaze was fixed on Consort Xu, and every word he uttered struck at her vital points.

"Your Majesty, at this point, you have no way out."

"You have severed ties with His Majesty and are now locked in a blood feud with Su Mu, a feud that will last until death."

"Now the Emperor's favor is on the Sixth Prince, Xiao Yunchuan. Su Mu holds immense military power and wields immense influence in the court. When the Sixth Prince ascends the throne, Su Mu will become the Imperial Tutor, controlling the court. As a disgraced concubine from the previous dynasty and a mortal enemy of the Su family, all that awaits you is a tragic death and a lonely demise!"

"To sit and wait for death is to die."

"If you conspire with us, there is still a sliver of hope to defy fate, avenge your family, and seize power!"

"Your Majesty is wise; you should know how to make the right choice."

Yun Jizi stepped forward at the opportune moment, his gaze solemn, and made a supreme promise that was enough to move people's hearts.

"If Your Majesty is willing to join forces with us to achieve our goal, once our great undertaking is accomplished and the world is settled, I will immediately issue an edict to appoint you as Empress, ruling over the six palaces, serving as the mother of the nation, and wielding supreme power in the harem!"

"In addition, I will issue an imperial edict to exterminate Su Mu's entire clan, slaughter the entire Su family, avenge all the wronged souls of your Xu family, and fulfill your long-cherished wish!"

These two promises precisely struck at Consort Xu's deepest desires and obsessions.

On one side, there is the humiliation of waiting to die, while the enemy enjoys eternal glory.

On one hand, there's the path to the top, slaying enemies, and taking control of the world!

After a brief struggle, the hesitation in Consort Xu's eyes completely vanished, replaced by extreme ruthlessness and determination.

Hatred consumed all her reason, and desperation fueled her boundless ambition.

She gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, "Fine! I will join you in this great undertaking! To defy fate and overturn the world!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze sharpened, instantly pointing out the most fatal flaw in the entire plan: "The most difficult part of this plan is to deceive everyone. Even if the fake emperor is similar in appearance and spirit, he can't fool just one person!"

"Who?" Master Ziyun asked immediately.

"Li Fuquan, the chief eunuch!"

"This person has followed His Majesty for more than 20 years, never leaving his side. He knows all of His Majesty's secret habits, his little actions when alone, his hidden pain in his heart, and his speech habits. He is meticulous, insightful, and exceptionally quick-witted."

"Of all those in the palace, he is the one who understands His Majesty best."

"Ordinary palace servants may be deceived, but if Li Fuquan is stationed at the Emperor's side constantly, checking him day and night, he will surely see through the deception within three days! If this man is not eliminated, the grand plan will surely fail!"

This analysis is precise and incisive, pointing directly to the core hidden dangers.

Upon hearing this, Master Ziyun and Yunjizi exchanged a glance and both revealed a sly smile of confidence.

Yun Jizi slowly raised his hand and clapped his hands twice.

As the crisp applause subsided, another figure emerged from behind the screen in the inner courtyard.

Dressed in a gray eunuch's robe, with a slightly hunched posture, respectful and humble features, his beard, hair, demeanor, and bearing clearly identified him as Li Fuquan, the Grand Eunuch who had served the Emperor for many years and was known to all!

This man walked steadily, bowed his head, and his posture was incredibly lifelike. He walked straight to Consort Xu, his voice hoarse and humble, exactly like the real Li Fuquan.

"This old servant, Li Fuquan, greets Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine."

Looking at the second, incredibly lifelike double before her, Consort Xu gasped, her pupils contracted sharply, utterly shocked and speechless, taking a half-step back, her heart filled with a surging, unending turmoil.

Looking at her shocked expression, Yun Jizi's lips curled into a mad smile of certainty, and he spoke with a resounding tone.

"Your Majesty's considerations are thorough. Since Li Fuquan is the only weakness, we will replace him as well!"

"The true emperor replaces the false emperor, the true slave replaces the false slave, the ruler and his ministers alternate, yet there is no gap between them, inside and out!"

"From this day forward, all those serving before the Emperor will be our trusted confidants. The palace will be without flaws, and the court without hidden dangers!"

"Your Highness, the fate of the nation rests on your shoulders now." Daoist Ziyun bowed respectfully, looking at Xu Jinniang. "Success or failure hinges on this!"