On the wedding night, the substitute princess cured the war king's poison

"Wrong, this time the shake was wrong, it doesn't count."

The Emperor of Southern Xinjiang suddenly stood up.

"My prayer just now was not sincere, so this lot will not count."

He even unreasonably snatched the stick from the great witch's hand and broke it on the spot.

The emperor's disregard for dignity caused everyone in the audience to be in an uproar again.

The great witch said angrily: "This is the second time that your majesty has won the name of the eldest prince. God's will cannot be violated."

However, some people supported the emperor and shouted loudly: "The eldest prince has a low status and is indeed unfit to be the heir."

"It is said that the eldest prince also killed the wizard we sent to the Yan Kingdom. He is not worthy of our respect."

"The eldest prince is a traitor by taking refuge in the Yan Kingdom!"

"The eldest prince is physically disabled and unfit to be the heir apparent."

"..."

There was a chorus of agreement.

Ning Luo clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "Wei Shao, except for the great witch, how come you don't have any supporters? Don't you secretly cultivate your own power?"

Wei Shao looked sad: "I really don't have any soldiers of my own. I think you should give up the idea of ​​supporting me."

"My name tag has been destroyed and there is no chance of me being elected again."

"Disciple, the final result hasn't been announced yet, so you don't have to belittle yourself. As the saying goes, there is a bright future in another village. With my master here, will you be able to do well tonight?" Ning Luo said firmly.

With a thought, he took out a luxurious dress from the space and handed him a sword.

"This is a gift from my master, please dress up quickly."

Wei Shao was surprised for a moment and immediately put it on. After the blessing of the gorgeous clothes, the king's domineering temperament was revealed.

Ning Luo nodded with satisfaction and warned: "After a while, the great witch reads your name, I will send you a starlight and a piece of music, and you will go to the stage to meet your subjects."

"When you come to power, you can just stir up trouble and influence, and I will help you establish your authority."

"Maybe there will be magic soldiers descending from the sky to support you."

"Thank you." Wei Shao truly surrendered to her this time.

In this life, for the first time in his life, someone said they wanted to support him.

Within a moment, the emperor cast his fortune for the third time, and the great shaman said again: "Your Majesty has chosen the heir - the eldest prince Wei Shao. He won three times in a row. It is really God's will!"

"Impossible, impossible, the eldest prince's name tag has been destroyed by me!" Southern Xinjiang Emperor Wade roared crazily.

Then, he poured out all the name tags in the hexagram tube, and they were all hexagram signs with Wei Shao's name written on them.

He was puzzled. Except for the queen who had seen it, no one else had the chance to change the fortune teller.

Moreover, the queen has her own prince and will never allow Wei Shao to be the heir.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed from the crowd of onlookers.

Everyone turned their heads to look at this strange light, subconsciously covering their eyes with their hands.

"Your Highness, I would like to thank the gods and ancestors for their love for coming to welcome this glory that belongs to me today!"

Wei Shao walked proudly towards the Tianji Platform against the starlight, holding a sword.

Under Ning Luo's control, a powerful background BGM accompaniment sounded, majestic and powerful, setting off Wei Shao's bravery.

There were no musicians playing, and the sudden appearance of music was enough to shock the entire audience.

The crowd automatically made way for a passage, and everyone looked at Wei Shao in surprise, with mixed emotions.

Some worship it, some fear it.

"You...why did you come out? Aren't you nailed by the soul-fixing nail?" When the emperor saw Wei Shao, he was instantly frightened.

"I am the chosen one, so I can naturally come back from the dead. It is not something that a mediocre emperor like you can do."

Wei Shao suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand and pointed it at Wade: "Should I call you Great Uncle, Wei Shang? You have replaced my father's throne for more than 20 years. Today, I want to take back the imperial power and replace me." Father, please take revenge!"