Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 123 Rebellious Officials of the Former Dynasty 54

"You disappoint me so much!"

Xiao Yao turned his face slightly to the side.

He let the taste of blood spread in his mouth and said softly, "Without the Queen, there would be no me today. I love and respect her, and I would never hand her over to someone else."

"If I am fortunate enough to inherit the throne, she will be my only empress. If I am a prince, she will be my only princess." Xiao Yao looked at the furious emperor and smiled slightly. "If I am unfortunate enough to become a commoner, I will travel the world with her and live a carefree life as a couple."

"Very well, very well." The emperor laughed in exasperation: "You are demonstrating against your father, you are declaring to him that your queen is more important than the royal lineage, more important than your parents and relatives!"

In a time when filial piety is paramount, this is tantamount to attacking one's conscience.

If Xiao Yao answers even slightly incorrectly, he will be permanently stained with a mark.

But this prince, who was used to joking and acting spoiled with his father, looked at the emperor firmly this time and said the most outrageous thing: "Yes."

His every single one is more important than anything else!

Another slap sent his head snapping back to the side.

"I've doted on you for twenty years. Your mother gave birth to you and raised you, yet she's not as good as a woman!" The emperor looked at his son with a cold gaze, even harboring murderous intent.

Xiao Yao shook his head: "When it comes to matters of life and death, your son will not abandon anyone."

"But if you think that I can give up my position as the Queen Consort just because of a mere position, then Father Emperor is underestimating me." He smiled faintly at the Emperor, his expression like that of a young lion with claws provoking its old lion.

only!

That's the throne!

The emperor was in turmoil, feeling as if he was about to vomit blood.

His expression remained gloomy for a long time before he suddenly spoke: "Then I will give you another chance and bestow upon you a concubine and two maids."

"If they become pregnant, I will make you the crown prince, how about that?"

The emperor had already taken a huge step back. He didn't even ask Xiao Yao to deal with the concubines who were remnants of the previous dynasty and had seized military power. He only asked that Xiao Yao have an heir before he would pass the throne to him.

Above the throne, succession is of utmost importance.

Even if he favors the ninth prince, he cannot allow him to ascend the throne without a son!

It's been six years and we still don't have a child. How can this be?

At this moment, the emperor was not only thinking about the position of crown prince, but also about his deep love for his son.

But his son was completely unyielding.

"Father, I injured my body in the northern desert and can no longer have children." Xiao Yao said softly, "This is not the fault of the princess, but my fault."

The emperor nearly choked; the crown prince he had chosen could not give birth.

Most importantly, he still didn't know whether what Lao Jiu said was true or false!

Given his obsessive attitude towards his princess, he might actually be taking the blame for this!

"You..." He trembled as he tried to slap him again, but in the end he had no strength left.

"I know that I have no children in my life, so I discussed with the Princess Consort early on the idea of ​​establishing a Crown Prince."

The emperor's eyes flickered as he stared intently at Xiao Yao for a long while before slumping back onto the bed and saying coldly, "You may leave."

"Take care, Father." The dutiful child, who had nearly angered his father upon returning to the capital, kowtowed again and left in silence.

He didn't mention going to see his mother, because at this time, his father wouldn't allow him to see her.

"Sixth Prince is foolish." Just as he was about to leave the room, the emperor's aged and weary voice suddenly rang out.

Xiao Yao paused for a moment, then lifted the hem of his robe, stepped over the threshold, and left the palace without looking back.

The capital city is now embroiled in a turbulent and unpredictable situation following the return of yet another strong contender for the throne.

Those who had taken sides early in the princes' power struggle naturally had no goodwill towards this prince who had no foundation in the palace.

They only hoped that their master would rise to power, and then they would enjoy the credit for following the emperor.

Those who chose to protect themselves seemed to have already anticipated another bloody storm.

With the prince, who has rendered meritorious service in pacifying the borders, returning to the capital, there will likely be another round of factionalism in the court.

It's just unknown how many people will be willing to risk their lives to join this meat grinder.

But in any case, this had nothing to do with them; they were only loyal to the new emperor who was rightfully ordained by the emperor's decree.

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"What's wrong with his face?" The moment Xiao Yao returned to the palace, Ling Yi noticed something was wrong with his face, and her expression immediately darkened.

With her face red and swollen, Xiao Yao buried her head in Ling Yi's neck and chuckled softly, "I was beaten by Father Emperor, and I made him so angry."

Ling Yi stroked his hair, her anger subsiding slightly at his laughter: "You got hit, and you're still laughing like that, are you stupid?"

Xiao Yao chuckled: "Yes, I'm stupid!"

His father said so, and so did the princess, but he didn't care.

All he needs to do is hold on tightly to what he wants.

If Ling Yi is a knife, then Xiao Yao is a stream.

This pool of water is gentle and harmless, yet it cannot be cut or broken. It only flows in the direction it wants to go, stubbornly becoming the scabbard of a knife.

Where it flows, there will be many obstacles, but eventually, the gurgling water will smooth out the sharp stones.

Ling Yi didn't need to guess to know what had happened.

After a long silence, she smiled helplessly: "Fine, I guess I'm just unlucky to like idiots."

Xiao Yao, feeling warm enough in her arms, suddenly looked up at Ling Yi with bright eyes: "I won't wait any longer, tonight!"

They had already prepared for a mutiny when they returned to Beijing.

At that time, the AI, which could see one step ahead and take ten steps forward, devised many plans to ensure that the couple would be safe in any situation.

Now, Xiao Yao has chosen the most radical option among those plans.

He wanted to leave his father with no choice but to let him indulge in those unrealistic ideas!

Ling Yi glanced at him sideways: "Have you decided?"

Xiao Yao stretched and relaxed: "Yes!"

The sharpness between his brows subtly revealed a menacing aura: "Tonight, let's make our move!"

Water is the softest and most yielding thing, but when it freezes into ice, it can also be a sharp knife.

As night fell, the capital city, under curfew, quieted down.

Inside Prince Xiao Xian's residence, figures moved about; they were all his trusted ministers whom he had gathered over the years.

He summoned them here today because of the mutiny!

Although the Emperor had a firm grip on the Imperial Guard, and the leader was his most trusted confidant, he was not without his own people!

"Where is Deputy Commander Mei?" He looked at the officers of the Imperial Guard and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, Commander Mei and the Grand Commander went out to welcome Prince Rui today and have not returned yet." The officer, sensing the subtle changes in the army, was uneasy and hurriedly replied.

He had a bad feeling, but now there was no turning back.

It's either success or death!

Since that's the case, then let's lead our subordinates and fight for wealth and power against His Highness!

Outside the Prince's Mansion, a figure was rapidly approaching.