Chapter 205: Vulnerable

"I'll give you the antidote once the edict is written." Yan Qing sat calmly, not interested in negotiating with him, "You don't have to write it. I don't mind being named as a usurper, and I don't mind sitting on the throne over your corpse."

"Yan Qing!" Yan Chen was so angry that he trembled, "I am the emperor!"

"So what?" Yan Qing raised her lips mockingly, "I won't stop you from exercising the power of the emperor. You can ask the imperial guards to come in and take me down, accuse me of plotting to usurp the throne, and I'll be torn apart by five horses or executed by slow slicing, whatever you like."

Yan Chen panted quickly, tightly grasping the bright yellow mattress, wishing he could order someone to drag Yan Qing out and tore her apart by five horses immediately.

The previous emperor had nine descendants, and five of them were princes who were qualified to compete for the throne. He would never have thought that the one who would eventually take his throne was not the brothers who were crowned princes, but Princess Yan Qing!

If I had known earlier... If I had known earlier that she had poisoned him last time, he should have ordered the Imperial Guards to arrest her, torture her severely, and force her to hand over the antidote, so that he would not have ended up in such a passive situation today.

Yan Chen regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

But regret was useless. He knew in his heart that the fact that Yan Qing and Wen Jin could enter the emperor's bedroom 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 Observatory recognized her as the emperor of heaven, and the Qilin Guards were loyal to her.

Yan Qing had military power in his hands, and with Wen Jin as the prime minister, many ministers in the court did not dare to act rashly.

As for why Ji Lin turned against him... it was no longer important.

Yan Chen had no chance of winning, and he and the queen mother were poisoned and controlled by others, with no power to fight back.

As if he had suddenly lost all his strength, Yan Chen's face was gray, and his voice was extremely calm: "Grind ink."

Wei Changhai knelt aside and began to grind ink.

Yan Chen struggled to get up, lay on the edge of the bed, and began to write the edict.

I have been in office for less than a year. Although I have the heart to work hard to govern, I do not have the talent of an emperor. I am dull, incompetent, and weak. I am not fit to be an emperor. Now I am willing to abdicate in accordance with the will of God, and entrust the country to Princess Yan Qing of Suzaku...

Yan Chen wrote every word on the edict with difficulty. Cold sweat oozed from his forehead. His face was as white as paper. He was weak and powerless. He had to stop and rest every two or three words. When a complete abdication edict was written, he loosened his red pen and collapsed on the edge of the bed.

Wen Jin walked up, held the edict with both hands, carefully examined it, read it from beginning to end several times, and then handed it to Wei Changhai: "Stamp it with the seal."

Wei Changhai took the jade seal and stamped it with fear and trepidation, solemnly and carefully. Yan Chen looked at his actions coldly without saying a word.

"The abdication edict will be read at the morning court tomorrow morning. After the morning court is over, His Highness will give you the antidote." Wen Jin looked at Yan Chen with a gentle and calm gaze, "Your Majesty, have a good rest tonight and rest your spirit. Don't think about anything else."

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

"I'll take my leave first." Wen Jin bowed gracefully and calmly, "I and the princess will go to the empress dowager again."

Yan Chen closed his eyes and didn't want to look at him.

Wen Jin naturally didn't care what he thought now, and turned to look at Yan Qing: "Your Highness."

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

The huge palace was silent, the rows of pavilions and palaces were sleeping quietly in the dark night, and the lights outlined the ultimate prosperity and nobility in the world.

Yan Qing stood on the steps of the palace and looked at the luxurious palace in the distance. Suddenly, she felt bored: "There is no feeling of victory at all."

Wen Jin stood quietly beside her: "Because the opponent is too weak, so weak that it can't be defeated, Your Highness feels bored?"

Yan Qing hummed and looked at him: "Why don't you be my opponent?"

Wen Jin paused, and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "If I am your opponent, I will only be weaker and more incompetent than Yan Chen."

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