The group of people returned to the palace in a mighty manner. The formation was quite large, and the defenders were frightened.
What was even more shocking was that the general guarding the city actually ordered the city gates to be opened to welcome the people entering the city.
No one even knows why Emperor Ye, who was supposed to be in Tianlao, suddenly appeared outside the palace and returned to the palace in such a formation.
But since the city generals have already issued such an order, the servants below them have nothing to say.
We actually drove straight all the way and entered the inner city.
I have to say that Liuli was also a little surprised. He opened the curtain and looked outside. Everyone was respectful and not at all nervous. Looking at him calmly and calmly, it seemed that everything was under his control.
I have to admire him, he is really very resourceful. It seems that he has arranged everything long ago, but I don't know how Jun Yuqing will respond.
It wasn't until the inner city was approaching the palace that he was stopped by someone, "You're so brave, how dare you break into the inner city without permission! Why don't you just surrender quickly!"
Lin'an sneered, "With your blind eyes, you can't see clearly that this is the emperor's car!"
"Nonsense, the current emperor dares to pretend to be the Holy One while he is still in the palace!" The man said plausibly.
Opening the curtain, Jun Wuxie took a look outside, "Who are you talking about, pretending to be the Holy One?"
The people guarding the palace were all imperial guards. How could they not recognize Jun Wuxie? His legs trembled and his subconscious instinct was to kneel down, "Your Majesty..."
But a person next to him reminded him, "He is the Supreme Emperor, but he is no longer the Emperor."
The man suddenly realized, yes!
You see, the reality is like this. If you are the emperor, you have supreme power, and the world is yours. But you are the Supreme Emperor, which sounds very majestic. You have nothing in your hands, and life and death are in the hands of others at any time.
"Ning Wangjun, who was in the Qing Dynasty, deliberately plotted to usurp the throne, coerced me, imitated my handwriting, and forged the Zen edict. Now, I want to arrest this traitor. If you are sensible and loyal to the old master, you will be safe and sound.
He can still be promoted to one level, otherwise... he will be guilty of the same crime as the traitor!" He said coldly, his eyes gleaming with coldness.
Everyone was stunned, and they were in a dilemma for a moment. On one side was the emperor, and on the other was the previous emperor. Who was telling the truth, and who would have the last laugh?
At this time, standing in the wrong team can be fatal.
"Don't listen to him. If you capture the traitor, the emperor will reward you heavily!" Suddenly a man shouted. He just pulled out his sword. The tip of the sword didn't even have time to come out of its sheath.
Fall down.
There was a streak of blood on his neck, and the man's eyes were wide open, but he could not say anything. Then, blood spurted out along the cracks in his neck.
This scene frightened many people. The most important thing is that with so many people, no one could even see clearly who moved the hand and when.
Who else dares to move?!
At this time, even if one kills one person as a warning to others, if one person dies, the others will not dare to act rashly.
Spontaneously and consciously parting ways to both sides, leaving a path, Jun Wuxie walked down slowly and walked up the long ladder step by step, fearlessly.
Liuli followed closely behind him, while Lin'an and others kept guard.
Having lived in the palace for a long time, Liuli had never felt like she did today. Stepping up the stairs would feel so long and slow, as if she would never finish walking.
