The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Tuoba Xuan's bucket of cold water finally changed the king's expression completely, and he began to realize the current situation.

Water was dripping from his whole body, and he looked at his second son standing in front of him in embarrassment.

This was the son he despised the most, with the blood of the Sweaty people flowing in his veins. This was the son he regarded as a disgrace, a mistake he made when drunk. This child, his mother was just a low-class Han slave.

This son was just a slave in the royal court, being ordered around by others.

But now, this person was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and appeared in front of them in a glamorous and beautiful manner when everyone was in the most embarrassing situation.

Tuoba Xuan looked at the man who suddenly became quiet, and said slowly: "It seems that father has sobered up."

Tuoba Xuan's father had been a king for his entire life, so he wasn't completely stupid. He looked at his second son, who had changed his appearance, and said word by word, "You are in league with the imperial court. You have formed an alliance with the imperial court..."

Tuoba Xuan's lips curled slightly, his smile not reaching his eyes: "Father is father, nothing can be hidden from you. But there is one thing you are wrong, I am not allied with the court, but... I am loyal to the court."

After Tuoba Xuan finished speaking, the other party's pupils shrank, and he rushed over and grabbed Tuoba Xuan's collar, roaring: "What did you say? What did you say just now? Allegiance?"

"We have been fighting with the imperial court for many years, and countless warriors have died under the imperial court's swords. Throughout the dynasties, we have sacrificed so many warriors to gain the imperial court's submission, and to gain more fertile land and more food. But what did you say just now? You are loyal to the imperial court?"

His eyes were wide open and he grabbed Tuoba Xuan by the collar, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Tuoba Xuan narrowed his eyes, suddenly grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard. With a snap, the other party let go instantly, covering his broken wrist and wailing in pain.

Tuoba Xuan raised his hand to straighten his torn collar, lowered his eyes to look at his father whose wrist he had broken, and said slowly: "Isn't it too late to remember those warriors who sacrificed their lives and your responsibility and integrity as a king?"

The other person stared at Tuoba Xuan intently, his face turning paler because of the pain.

Tuoba Xuan glanced at Mo Xiao who was sitting on the dragon throne not far away, then half-knelt down and looked at his father, and said softly: "We have grown stronger after hundreds of years of hard work, and I don't know how many warriors we have sacrificed, in exchange for the court's fear of us... But that is just fear."

"The Central Plains has fertile lands covering thousands of miles, which nourish the people there to thrive. They have thousands of years of history, which we cannot catch up with in just a few hundred years. The ruler of the court was incompetent, which led to the poverty of the people and the desolation of the army, which allowed us to take advantage of the situation. However, now they have a wise ruler, and they will be able to revive in just a few years."

Tuoba Xuan grabbed the man's collar, forcing him to turn his head and look at the glittering golden dragon throne not far away, and said coldly: "Who gave you the courage to have the ambition to compete for the Central Plains?"

"The Dragon Throne, are you also qualified to sit on it?"

His father was so angry at Tuoba Xuan's words that his face turned red. He completely forgot his current situation and shouted, "Their army is vulnerable. Our warriors can fight against them as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. Why can they own such good land, while we have to live in this barren land and depend on the weather for food?"