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"Girl, what's wrong with you?"
I ignored his accusation and asked seriously, "Father is already incompetent, and my two royal brothers are even more foolish. In that case, why can't the next emperor be me?"
Now, as long as you cooperate with Fox Yan to capture the traitors of Qi Dynasty, uncle, you won't have to worry about the rest. By the way, Second Prince, you won't find him because your son has long since pledged allegiance to me. So, uncle, it shouldn't be difficult for you to decide whether the throne should be occupied by the traitorous ministers or by me, who carries the bloodline of the Ji clan and Gongsun clan.
"So, sister, are you thinking of killing me?" Jang Shin asked with a trembling voice.
I gently stroked his reddened eyes and sighed, "Honestly, you really suit my taste, but unfortunately, you're sitting in the spot I want."
Jang Shin His eyes brightened as he listened, and he held onto the hand pressing against the corner of his eye. He said astonishingly, "Then, what if I'm willing to give up my seat directly?"
I almost doubted my ears: "What did you say?"
"I said, it's just a throne, sister doesn't need to make such a big fuss. Whatever you want, I'm willing to offer."
Qi Dynasty The army is strong, but the cooperation of Gongsun Yue's large army with the elite Tiger Guard is still not to be underestimated. In the end, my chances of winning are greater.
However, Princess Wang is not a prince, so it's inevitable that some people will not accept it. Therefore, Jang Shin's chances of winning are not small either. I am prepared for a desperate struggle, but when it comes to a showdown, he actually takes the initiative to admit defeat.
Surrendering without a fight doesn't quite fit Jang Shin's brutal reputation. "Step down? What are your conditions?"
"I want to be the king's consort, your only consort."
I frowned at him, not quite understanding his thoughts, or if he had any other tricks up his sleeve, planning to deceive and then take advantage of the situation.
Jang Shin seemed to read my mind, reaching out to smooth the furrow between my brows: "I've said it before, I'm not here for this position. I've come all this way, just for you. If you had told me your thoughts back then, I would have spared no effort to help you achieve them. So, can you believe me this time, sister?"
I fixed my eyes on him, trying to gauge the truth of his words.
On the side, Gongsun Yue opened his mouth wide in our back-and-forth conversation, probably more shocked than he had been in the past few decades!
A woman insists on becoming the emperor, while another gives up the throne to seek a king as her husband.
Two lunatics.
I finally accepted Jang Shin's conditions. After all, it's better to have fewer military conflicts with Qi Jun's bravery. The next day, at the morning court, I, dressed in the emperor's ceremonial robe, sat on the throne. The whole court was in an uproar.
Yesterday, everyone heard about the commotion in the palace and knew that it was Princess Wang who was suppressing the rebellion. Although the specific process is unknown, the result is gratifying, and the throne has returned to the hands of the royal bloodline. They may have thought that I might make every effort to find the two princes, or perhaps adopt the youngest son from the royal family to succeed the throne and rule as a regent.
But I never thought of wanting to be king. Minister Dazai asked the courtiers, "Princess Wang, what does this mean?"
I tilted my head slightly at the words, and the twelve crowns symbolizing the emperor swayed gently in front of my eyes. I asked in confusion, "Isn't it obvious?"
"[Your Highness]'s role in the chaos of Qi Dynasty is extraordinary, but the throne is not a child's play, it cannot be taken lightly."
"Oh?"
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