Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 354 Princess Qingguo: With Lan Ge, I Don’t Envy Longevity 102
"Brother Wang, no matter how powerful your five thousand elite soldiers are, they are still no match for my ten thousand soldiers." The fourth prince looked at the soldiers pouring in from outside the altar and surrounded everyone, and raised his lips slightly.

But amidst the criticisms from the courtiers, the young emperor still stood up, and although his face was a little pale, he still smiled and said: "It turns out that the fourth brother wants the throne so impatiently."

"It's not that I want it, but that the world can learn from it. Elder brother can't bear the throne."

"Oh? How can I not afford it?"

"I love my sister and kill my wife. I'm not kind to the king. I plotted a truce with King Xichi, and I didn't care about the livelihood of my Wushuang people."

"In such a detailed count, I'm really a fatuous king." Lan Yuan teased with a smile and glanced at the entrance of the altar where all the soldiers of the Fourth Prince had poured in.

"I can enter this altar now because your concubine personally ordered the door to open. Lan Yuan, Lan Yuan, how does it feel to be betrayed?"

"It's very novel." He smiled freely.

"You?!" The Fourth Prince dropped his hand, and then said in relief: "Don't worry, as long as you obediently let go of your resistance and hand over the throne, I will find a courtyard to house you for more than a year."

"That's why I would like to thank fourth brother for his kindness." He smiled at the corner of his lips, but he didn't look at him from the beginning to the end, but a soft light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

There was some confusion in the crowd.

It was a woman walking slowly from outside the altar.The fourth prince also followed the prestige and found that it was "Gu Changning" who was behind the door.

He subconsciously reprimanded: "Didn't you be told to stay outside, haven't you heard the rule that women are forbidden to enter the altar!?"

Lan Ge gave him a gentle smile, but didn't answer his words. He walked up to the high platform and stood beside the two of them.

The Fourth Prince doesn't want to criticize her recklessly now, the most important thing is to force Lan Yuan to abdicate as soon as possible.He turned his eyes back to Lan Yuan, and was about to speak, but saw him smiling, looking at the girl standing beside him, and said, "You're here."

He didn't seem to understand the current situation, like every afternoon in the study, when he looked up from time to time when he was tired of reading, he found her standing at the door.

The fourth prince's face was a bit ugly, he turned to look at Lan Ge: "Chang Ning, come here."

"Fourth Prince." Lan Ge responded to him with a smile, but did not move half a step towards him.

The Fourth Prince frowned: "After today, you don't need to call me Fourth Prince anymore, I will become Wushuang's new king."

"The Fourth Prince is really sure that he can win the world?"

"What..." The Fourth Prince was taken aback for a moment, and then said with an unfriendly expression, "What does Changning mean?...Could it be possible that you still want to turn against me now? Not to mention my uncle's [-] army outside the city, he is no more than Lan Yuan." There are five thousand elite soldiers, but I have ten thousand soldiers here. Does he still have half a chance of winning?"

"Five thousand elite soldiers... really have no chance of winning." Lan Ge thought for a while and replied seriously.

The fourth prince's face turned pale, but he didn't want to hear her say again in the next second: "But what if... plus my three thousand soldiers and horses?"

"What?" The Fourth Prince was stunned for a moment, but then shook his head disdainfully, and couldn't help but sneered when he saw the smiling person in front of him: "What about your three thousand... a joke, you are a concubine in the harem, how can there be... ..."

Before he finished speaking, a large number of soldiers in strange armors poured out of the altar from nowhere, as if descending from the sky.

(End of this chapter)