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"Who's worried?"

Xiao Yunci nervously retorted, "I didn't want to marry you! Don't forget, I'm going to rebel with the prince now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Qingjiu laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, then I'll wait to see Xiao Lang's plan!"

Xiao Yunci stared at her closely, his heart shrinking tighter and tighter, and his mind was so confused that he just wanted her to leave quickly.

Fortunately, the palace door was about to be locked, so Sang Qingjiu could not delay any longer and slowly returned to the palace with the hosta that he had been busy with all afternoon.

As soon as she left, Xiao Yunci breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Qingjiu...

Sang Qingjiu...

This woman... is really difficult to resist.

Xiao Yunci pursed her lips, still clutching the red gauze dress in her hands.

If it were his previous character, he would have ordered people to throw these clothes into the fire and burn them to ashes.

But he stared down at the clothes again and again, and finally took out a small box and hid the clothes inside.

That night, he had a ridiculous, weird and vivid dream.

When he woke up the next day, he couldn't help but feel regretful.

In the next few days, Xiao Yunci did not see Sang Qingjiu again.

Of course, he wasn't free either.

Because he knew very well that both he and Sang Qingjiu were busy with the rebellion at the Shangyang Festival Palace Banquet.

As for those matters of love, we have to wait until the rebellion is settled before we can talk about it again.

In a blink of an eye, the Shangyang Festival has arrived.

Today, at Sang Qingjiu's suggestion, the banquet started at midnight.

The palace is brightly lit, with singing and dancing, the sound of silk and bamboo, and a peaceful and happy scene.

The emperor sat high on the dragon chair, looking down at the civil and military officials, his cloudy eyes fixed on the dancing girl in the center of the hall without turning around.

The queen sat next to him with a slight smile, a trace of disgust and excitement flashing in her eyes.

Sang Qingjiu came late, and the jade hairpin beside him moved gently to the hand of General Ling who had just come in, and gave him a small jade bottle.

There are three words written on the jade bottle - Detoxification Pill.

Old General Ling's pupils shrank, and he distributed the pills to his own people without changing his expression. Then he returned to his seat in the corner as if nothing had happened, drinking and dancing without saying a word.

Xiao Yunci, who was sitting in front, couldn't help but look at Sang Qingjiu, one after another.

Perhaps noticing his gaze, Sang Qingjiu gave him a wink.

"Irregular."

Xiao Yunci moved his lips slightly, speaking with a hint of disgust, but he didn't know that there was a smile in his eyes.

The main hall was filled with singing and dancing, but Sang Qingyuan, who was in the prince's palace, had just changed into a bright yellow prince's uniform, sat on a chair and fiddled with the dragon pendant on his waist, his eyes eager, worried and expectant. looking outside.

He is waiting.

Waiting for good news from Chen Yuandao.

He was still grounded by the emperor, and the emperor did not even allow him to participate in this palace banquet.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

The important thing is...it must be successful!

Sang Qingyuan thought, counting the time in his mind, and said to himself: Why hasn't anyone come yet?

Has it failed?

Why is there no movement at all over there?

Suddenly, he couldn't sit still and stood up and moved around anxiously.

Not long after, he pinched his hands again to force himself to calm down, and then sat back on the chair, showing a confident look that he had everything under control.

It wasn't until the middle of the moon that a group of people came.

"Clang~"

There was a sound of sword fighting outside the palace gate, and then many people came in and stood in the courtyard. They all knelt down and said: "I will wait for your Highness to greet you."

Hahaha!

Become!

Sang Qingyuan was so happy in the room that he almost fell down on his chair.

He soon regained his composure, raised his head dignifiedly, and walked out of the room slowly, "Everyone, get up and go to Qinghe Palace with me."

From now on, he will be the undisputed and most noble emperor of Sang!

No one can punish him anymore, make him kneel on the ground every day to admit his mistakes and listen to instructions, make him suffer humiliation, make him suffer from fear for his life...

No one in heaven and earth can control him!

Thinking of his knees that hurt when he walked around, a trace of hatred appeared in Sang Qingyuan's eyes.

During this period of torture, Sang Qingyuan had forgotten how kind the emperor was to him in the past, the emperor's favor and preferential treatment to him, and only remembered the emperor's torture to him.

He already hated the biological father whom he relied on and admired in the past.

By the time Sang Qingyuan arrived at Qinghe Palace, the emperor and courtiers who had been drugged inside were weak and collapsed. The energetic guards wearing swords surrounded the palace.

"Da da da……"

The sound of crisp footsteps came from far to near.

Everyone looked up and saw the brightly dressed Sang Qingyuan appearing at the entrance of the palace against the moonlight, followed by several guards.

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

"Prince! Are you going to rebel?"

Suddenly, a weak voice came out of the mouth of a certain censor.

The emperor on the dragon throne also looked at Sang Qingyuan in disbelief, "What do you want to do, my dear son?"

"What do you want to do alone?"

Sang Qingyuan sneered, "Father, can't you see it now? Gu is going to rebel. Now the entire palace and the capital are under Gu's control. Gu advises you to write the edict of passing the throne quickly, otherwise, don't It’s so weird!”

"You traitor! If I had known this, I should have killed you right then!"

The emperor was driven mad.

Originally, I was happily attending the banquet, seeing the beauties, and celebrating the festival, but Sang Qingyuan actually rebelled and died.

He knows it!

He knew that Sang Qingyuan was ambitious and wanted to ascend to the throne as soon as possible.

But he didn't expect that Sang Qingyuan didn't even care about the relationship between father and son, and directly plotted to usurp the throne!

The fatherly love I had shown him for so many years was finally wrongly paid!

"You are the one who forced me to do this. If you hadn't wanted to kill me, how could I have done such a treasonous thing?"

Sang Qingyuan looked at the emperor fiercely, pulled out the long sword from the guard's waist, and put it on the emperor's neck, "Hurry up and write the edict of passing the throne to Gu!"

"Prince!"

The Qingliu people in the court changed their expressions when they saw this, "You have betrayed the king's kindness like this, acted unfaithfully, unfilial, benevolent and unjust, and done things that are rebellious. Even if you get the imperial edict, you still have an unfair position. To be reviled by everyone in the world..."

"Prince, you don't want to leave a bad reputation in history for usurping the throne..."

Sang Qingyuan glanced over, turned around, and gave those officials who were scolding him angrily a sword blow.

A cold light flashed, and the sword scratched a trace of blood on their necks, and those officials died like this.

"Who else is dissatisfied with Gu?"

Sang Qingyuan flicked the sword and threatened in a cold tone: "Everyone, think about it carefully. Your wives, children, parents, are all in one hand. You don't want your nine tribes to be buried with you, right? "

Seeing Sang Qingyuan almost floating into the sky, Xiao Yunci's eyes slowly moved to Sang Qingjiu.

Still not moving?