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During the War of the Two Kings, the civil strife caused by the dispute over the throne left Doguland in turmoil and the current situation was turbulent.

Looking at the laws of history, when a country is in trouble, its neighbors will definitely look at it with eager eyes.

However, from the outbreak of the war until the dust settled, the Far Eastern Dynasty changed its aggressive attitude from the "Osmanthus War" 29 years ago and did not engage in any war. There was a solemn silence in both the government and the public.

There is only one reason for this scene. Today, the emperor has been in the imperial court for forty years and the throne is about to change.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Far Eastern Dynasty, Emperor Taizu said that he was "ordered by heaven", that the emperor's throne was a gift from heaven and that heaven granted him imperial power.

According to legend, after the emperors of the past dynasties reached a certain age after ascending the throne, the sky would send a strange dream. In the dream, two dragons supported each other, and the old dragon helped the new dragon leap to the sky. This was an edict from heaven, which contained the meaning of passing the throne.

If this strange dream is received, no matter how many years the emperor has been in power, he must immediately pass it on to the prince in order to comply with the destiny of heaven.

The succession of the throne in a strange dream is a decree from heaven. From ancient times to the present, emperors of all dynasties have not dared to disobey it, and the same is true for today's emperor.

Late one night last month, the current emperor had this strange dream and knew that the day of passing the throne had arrived, so he ordered the court and the public to observe silence for a month, during which time there was no entertainment or fighting, waiting for the replacement of the throne.

In terms of heirs, the throne was passed on to the prince, but for the current prince "Ye Lingxiao", recent years have been really uncertain.

Last year, Ye Lingxiao's eldest son, "Ye Lingchen", who had been designated as the grandson of the emperor by his father, visited the Doguland Kingdom, but unfortunately died in a foreign country, and the expedition was not successful, which dealt a huge blow to Ye Lingxiao.

Because for Ye Lingxiao, this was not only the pain of losing a son, but also related to the status of the prince. He knew very well that his early appointment as prince had a lot to do with his father's love for Ye Lingchen.

With this kind of love across generations, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as Ye Lingchen, the crown prince's grandson, is here, Ye Lingxiao's status as crown prince cannot be shaken.

After Ye Lingchen's death, this layer of cover disappeared, and Ye Lingxiao was often restless, always worrying about gains and losses, fearing that one day he would fall out of favor and be replaced by other brothers.

But now, with the strange dream coming from the sky and the imperial father's edict, all the uneasiness has disappeared. In the face of the centuries-old ancestral system, the throne will inevitably be passed to him, and the next emperor can only be him.

On the day of the passing of the throne, the dynasty's capital Gyeonggi City was under full martial law, and all residents were confined to their homes. There were thousands of soldiers in the palace, and all civil and military ministers knelt outside the Jingtian Hall, waiting for the new emperor to inherit the throne.

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Ye Lingxiao, wearing a python robe, stood outside the palace gate, his heart agitated and fanatical. His great cause, a golden horse and an iron horse, would begin from this moment!

After the eunuch announced the decree, Ye Lingxiao suppressed his mind, put these complicated emotions behind him, and walked into the palace step by step.

Different from the grand scene of kneeling ministers outside the palace, the palace was extremely deserted. Only the eunuch stood in front of the throne, holding the imperial edict in his hand and loudly preaching: "The emperor is destined to be carried by heaven. The imperial edict says, take the crown prince Ye Lingxiao into the heavenly chamber to have an audience."

The Heavenly Chamber is the place where the old and new emperors hand over each other.

Just like the succession of the throne in a strange dream, the Far Eastern Dynasty had iron-clad and irreversible regulations on the emperor's true appearance.

The emperor always wore long robes when meeting officials or traveling, and hid behind a tent. Except for Cang Xuan, the leader of the "Tianxuan Division" at that time, no one was allowed to peek into the emperor's true face. Anyone who violated this rule would be killed immediately.

Even if you are a prince, you cannot escape from the constraints of this regulation, so it is a bit funny. Ye Lingxiao still doesn't know what his father looks like.

After the eunuch announced the edict, Ye Lingxiao respectfully took the edict and walked to the heavenly chamber at the back of the palace.

Occasionally, Ye Lingxiao glanced at the eunuch and found that the other eunuch was looking at him deeply. His eyes... seemed to want to remember his appearance in his heart forever.

...

Ye Lingxiao came to the Heavenly Chamber, which was a secret room filled with sacrificial supplies and an altar for worshiping Heaven. It was the most secret place of the royal family.

At this time, the Holy Seat was placed in the center of the Altar of Worship, and a thick gauze curtain was hung. Behind the curtain was the figure who had been with him for decades but had never seen him before.

Ye Lingxiao held the imperial edict in his hand and knelt down to the Holy See: "My son, Ye Lingxiao, pay homage to my father!"

As soon as he finished praying, his nose suddenly twitched and he smelled a strange stench. It was like the smell of corpses that had been rotting for many days. It became stronger and stronger, and even the red sandalwood incense burned around him could not cover it up.

He subconsciously raised his head and found Cang Xuan, the leader of the Tianxuan Division, standing next to the Holy Seat. The golden boy was looking at him without emotion, which was a bit creepy.

At this time, the figure on the holy throne suddenly moved and walked out with the tent lifted. Ye Lingxiao's face turned pale with fright.

First, my father raised the curtain too suddenly, and I had no time to avoid looking away, fearing that I would break the rules.

Second, my father didn't wear the long clothes he usually wore to cover his face, or even wore nothing at all, so he walked out naked.

What frightened Ye Lingxiao the most was what he saw.

That can hardly be called a...person.

My father's body was full of rotten flesh, which would peel off if he moved even slightly. Countless scarlet tentacles emerged from the depths of his body, actually gnawing at the few remaining flesh and blood. The terrifying scene was like a nightmare.

Seeing such a "monster" approaching, no matter how powerful he was, he was overwhelmed by fear. Ye Lingxiao screamed and collapsed to the ground, crawling out using his hands and feet, trying to escape from the heavenly chamber.

However, as a golden figure swayed, Cang Xuan grabbed Ye Lingxiao with one hand and pushed him directly in front of the emperor.

The emperor stretched out his hand to pinch Ye Lingxiao's face and spoke slowly. This was the first time Ye Lingxiao heard his father's voice since he could remember it. It was distorted and damaged, just like the fleshly skin: "Don't be afraid, my child, you will

Live forever in this world—with me.”

Under Ye Lingxiao's desperate scream, endless scarlet tentacles broke out of the emperor's body and penetrated into Ye Lingxiao's mouth and nose.

Ye Lingxiao twisted and trembled, and ridges with moving tentacles appeared on the surface of his skin, like some kind of parasitic organism getting familiar with its new host.

But the emperor's original body had fallen to the ground and fell apart, dissolved, and completely turned into decay.

Cang Xuan looked at all this, his expression did not change at all, he just watched silently, as if he had seen it hundreds of thousands of times...

Gradually, Ye Lingxiao stopped trembling. After a long period of paralysis, his eyes suddenly opened and he struggled to get up from the ground.

"Ye Lingxiao" walked towards the Holy Seat with Cang Xuan's support. After sitting firmly, he took out a mirror, looked at himself in the mirror and the tentacles that kept wandering under the skin, and said slowly: "The quality of this body is very poor.

I’m afraid it won’t last for many years and I’ll have to change it again.”

"Only by returning to the origin with "that person" can we reach the "end"..."

"Ye Lingxiao" finished speaking, walked to the Tibetan Clothes Pavilion, took off the prince's python robe, put on the yellow robe that symbolizes the true dragon emperor, put on dragon skin gloves to cover his skin, covered his face with bead curtains and thick gauze, and finally lowered the curtains

Sitting in the Holy Seat.
Chapter completed!