Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 408: All Betrayed? Fear!

One leads to two; as long as someone takes the lead, there will be those who are fearless.

Cui Yuanhe’s words hit the mark in many people’s minds, prompting everyone to ponder what should be done.

"It is still best to offer counsel, hoping the Emperor will make a wise decision and heed our advice."

Junior Prime Minister Di Jing pondered for a moment, making this decision, and the others nodded in agreement.

"Then let’s go!"

Before dawn, all important ministers above the fourth rank went to Qi Yun’s Qianlong Palace.

Just as they arrived, a eunuch came out, "Gentlemen, please return; the Emperor’s decree has already been issued."

Instantly, everyone looked incredulous.

So fast? Last night, he was adamant about not issuing a succession decree, and now, without their knowledge, it was done?

No way, there must be something fishy here!

Among the ministers were members of the Crown Prince Faction, the Third Prince Faction, and the Seventh Prince Faction; they would not be fooled so easily.

Prime Minister Pei Shangqing immediately said, "May we request to see the Emperor and clarify this matter?"

The request was reasonable, and the eunuch hesitated, "The Emperor dislikes being disturbed..."

"Humph, but we are more worried that the Emperor is being used! Let’s go in. Today, we must see the Emperor and witness the decree personally!"

These ministers, when hardened, were quite fierce; they directly pushed the eunuch aside and stormed into Qianlong Palace.

Inside at this moment, the black-clad figures had hidden themselves, and the eunuchs and palace maids beside Qi Yun were trembling in fear.

However, before hiding, they were told not to show any abnormality, or they would be killed instantly, so the Palace Attendants forcibly calmed themselves and acted as usual.

Li Qingmu was mixed in among these people; after all, who would suspect someone pretending to be a eunuch?

When the ministers entered, everything seemed normal here.

Chen Zhong had received special attention and now showed slight hesitation and struggle on his face, seemingly truly unwilling but forced to comply.

Chen Zhong stepped forward and scolded the ministers, "How dare you; without His Majesty’s consent, who allowed you in?"

"For the country’s stability, we, ministers, bear great responsibility. The Emperor’s health is uncertain, and if a succession decree is not issued promptly, it might lead to a catastrophic change!"

Pei Shangqing appeared deeply remorseful, evidently speaking from the heart, yet Chen Zhong remained cold-faced, saying, "Hm! The Emperor’s succession decree has been issued; can you rest easy? If so, leave and do not disturb the Emperor’s tranquility!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked.

A succession decree, already issued?

Someone, unwilling to accept, said, "What is the succession decree? Could we see it first to prevent future tampering!"

Throughout Dazhou’s history, there have been many altered succession decrees, with at least three Emperors ascending through such means.

These words resonated with everyone, leading them to respond collectively.

"Mm, mm, uh..."

On the Dragon Bed, Qi Yun emitted painful sounds. He uncovered the quilt, extended his hand, as if trying to grasp something, but his arm couldn’t be lifted, trembling.

This appearance sent chills through the courtiers; is this great Emperor truly near his end?

"Emperor, please present the succession decree for us to witness, preventing future alterations!"

Cui Yuanhe, worthy of Iron Head Brother, boldly stepped forward to advise, which enraged Qi Yun, causing his body to tremble.

"Treas... treacherous ministers! I... I never issued a decree, no... none!"

"This..."

The ministers glanced at each other; they thought the Emperor wanted to keep them from seeing the decree, hence his words, leading more to advise, nearly filling the space beside Qi Yun’s bed.

"I did not! I... never issued an edict! Someone... someone..."

Qi Yun suddenly shouted, causing the ministers to pause, then some realized, their faces changed!

"Someone threatens His Majesty the Emperor!"

A shout was heard, then many black shadows suddenly surfaced, surrounding them!

Also encircled were the palace concubines and Imperial Grandsons arriving in succession!

This scene changed too quickly; a voice exclaimed from the crowd: "Bad, someone is rebelling!"

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Black shadows appeared one after another, sealing off Qianlong Palace tightly, not even a fly could escape!

"Who dares, who dares, who are you? Who are you? Entering the Imperial Palace to threaten the Emperor? Where is the Imperial Guard? Where is the Imperial Army? Where are they?"

Both the Imperial Guard and Imperial Army are palace forces led by separate commanders, meant to counterbalance.

Indeed, Qi Yun, the Emperor, had perfected the art of balance.

Yet, despite many calls, no protection came for the Emperor or them.

Instantly, everyone felt despair!

Could both commanders of the palace forces have been bribed?

This... this is too unimaginable, too shocking!

Is this Emperor so unpopular, that those around him betrayed him?

The point is, didn’t he treat military generals well? Even better than civil servants!

Why would this be the case?

How could this happen?

All were roaring inside; Qi Yun wasn’t in a good situation either, his eyes filled with red streaks, angrily shouting, though his voice was hoarse, seemingly shouting for a long time.

"Emperor, please take care of yourself!" Cui Yuanhe was straightforward but utterly loyal now; stepping forward to protect Qi Yun, his gaze fiercely scanning the black-clad figures, "Do not harm His Majesty, unless you step over the corpse of this old man!"

The situation in the Imperial Palace was extremely dangerous, and even the dynasty could be overturned. To show loyalty now was akin to seeking death!

Wise ones should quietly observe rather than behave like Cui Yuanhe, stubbornly impulsive.

"Ahhhhh—you traitors, do not harm my son!"

"Help, Emperor, help—"

Simultaneously, the palace concubines and Imperial Grandsons screamed and cursed, but facing the bright knives in the hands of black shapes, they could only kneel and cry!

"Where are the Crown Prince, Third Prince, and Seventh Prince? Where are they?"

Pei Shangqing called out, now sweating in his palms, hoping these princes weren’t captured, so the kingdom wouldn’t be overturned, and among them, Third Prince Qi Junyi held some command; if not captured, they might fight!

Yet, soon, the ministers’ hearts sank.

Several black-clad men brought a few young men inside.

They were the Crown Prince, Third Prince, and Seventh Prince!

Heavens!

Everyone felt dizzy; things were grim!

These princes, competing for the Crown Prince position, in enemy hands, didn’t this mean Dazhou... was doomed?

To be overturned?

At once, the ministers felt desolate, trembling!