The eldest princess is a captive and the abstinent official is seductive

Chapter 205 놊One blow

"I'll give you the antidote when the edict is written." Yan Qing sat calmly, not interested in negotiating terms with him. "You can write it if you want. I don't mind if I confirm my title of usurping the throne, and I don't mind stepping on you. The corpse is sitting on the throne."

"Yan Qing!" Yan Chen was trembling with anger, "I am the Nine-Five Supreme!"

"So what?" Yan Qing raised her lips mockingly, "I prevent you from exercising the power of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme. You can let the Imperial Forest Army come in and seize me. Charge me with seeking power and usurping the throne. I will be quartered or put to death late. Please tell me. It’s up to you.”

Yan Chen panted rapidly, clutching the bright yellow mattress tightly, and was so angry that he ordered Yan Qing to be pulled out and quartered.

Of the nine heirs of the late emperor, there were only five princes who were eligible to compete for the heir apparent. He would have thought until his death that the person who finally took over his throne was the brothers who had been granted the title of prince, but the princess Yan Qing!

If he had known... If he had known that the first time she gave him the poison, he should have ordered the imperial guards to arrest her, torture her, and force her to hand over the antidote, so that she would be in such a passive situation today.

Yan Chen regretted so much that his intestines turned green.

But regretting was of no use. He knew in his heart that the fact that Yan Qing and Wen Jin were able to enter the emperor's palace smoothly without encountering any obstacles was enough to prove that the entire palace was under her control.

The four vassal kings declared their allegiance to her, the imperial eunuch recognized her as the emperor, and the Qilin Guards were loyal to her.

Yan Qing had military power in his hands, and with Wen Jin as his chief assistant, many ministers in the court dared to act rashly.

As for why Ji Lin switched sides... this is already important.

Yan Chen has no chance of winning, and besides, he and the Queen Mother have been poisoned and are under the control of others, with no ability to fight back.

As if he suddenly lost all his strength, Yan Chen's face turned gloomy, and his voice became extremely calm: "Practice ink."

Wei Changhai knelt aside and began to study ink.

Yan Chen struggled to push himself up, lying on the edge of the bed, and began to write the imperial edict in hand.

I have been in office for a full year, but although I have the will to rule the country, I am not as capable as an emperor. I am dull, mediocre and incompetent, and my body is weak. I am not qualified to be an emperor. Now, by the decree of Cang Cang, I voluntarily take the Zen throne and entrust the country and the country. To Princess Yan Qing of Zhuque...

Every word of the edict was written with difficulty. Cold sweat oozed from Yan Chen's forehead, his face was as white as paper, and he was weak. He had to stop and rest every two or three words until a complete abdication edict was finished. He loosened the ink pen and slumped limply on the edge of the bed.

Wen Jin walked over, picked up the edict with both hands, looked at it carefully, read it from beginning to end several times, and then handed it to Wei Changhai: "Cover the seal."

Wei Changhai fetched the jade seal cover with great fear and solemnity. Yan Chen looked at his actions coldly and said something.

"Tomorrow morning, I will read out the edict of Zen status in the morning court. When the morning court is over, the palace will give you the antidote." Wen Jin looked at Yan Chen with gentle and calm eyes, "Your Majesty, have a good rest tonight and regain your energy. Don’t think about anything else.”

Yan Chen's expression was dull and pale, and he had no reaction at all to his words.

"I will leave first." Wen Jin bowed gracefully and calmly, "I and the eldest princess will go to the Queen Mother's place again."

Yan Chen closed his eyes, wanting to look at him.

Wen Jin naturally cared about what he was thinking now, and turned to look at Yan Qing: "House."

Yan Qing sat quietly for a moment, stood up and walked out.

There was silence in the huge palace. The rows of pavilions and palaces slept quietly in the dark night, and the lights highlighted the ultimate prosperity and nobility.

Yan Qing stood on the steps of the palace and looked at the luxurious palace in the distance, and suddenly felt bored: "I don't feel like winning at all."

Wen Jin stood quietly beside her: "Because the opponent is too weak and can only take a single blow, so you don't think it's interesting?"

Yan Qing hummed and glanced at him: "Are you going to be my opponent?"

Wen Jin's expression paused, and the corner of his mouth raised a slight smile: "If I were to be the opponent of the palace, I would only be weaker and more incompetent than Yan Chen."