After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 307: Taking the world lightly

According to the ancestral system and etiquette, and taking into account the many uncertainties surrounding the current identity of the King of Qi, King Xuan, as the legitimate heir, should have taken over power from the very beginning.

However, due to a series of controversies caused by his personal behavior, the emperor planned to choose several other more powerful competitors as his successors...

After hearing the other party's direct and resolute answer, he seemed to calm down a little, but he still couldn't suppress the deep worry in his heart, "Then are you mentally prepared for what you may encounter next? If you easily give up the power that will most likely belong to you in the future, once King Xuan really ascends the throne, wouldn't it be equivalent to ruining your own future with your own hands? Don't you realize this yet?"

Faced with such a fierce reaction from his friend, Song Yanyi's eyes became deeper and more determined, as if he could see through the appearance to the essence, "Of course, I expected all possibilities."

Seeing his best friend behave so calmly and composedly, the heart that originally wanted to say something in the hope of changing his mind immediately became silent - indeed, this person was extraordinary and always made the wisest choice at the critical moment.

"So what are your specific plans for the next step?"

Continue to ask.

"King Xuan is currently in a very powerful position, and it seems that it is inevitable that he will seize the position of Crown Prince. In comparison, the King of Qi, who is still in the early stages of development, is completely unable to compete with him."

He replied calmly.

Even if we might be able to find a breakthrough in the future to shake King Xuan's position through certain means, such as taking back control of the army, now is clearly not the best time.

"Are you just going to let the situation continue to deteriorate? This is simply courting death!"

The friend exclaimed in amazement.

Indeed, given the emperor's advanced age and poor health, the matter of appointing a crown prince is urgent and cannot be delayed; especially once King Xuan is officially confirmed as the successor and has the actual power to rule the country, it will be almost impossible to reverse the situation.

"But at least for now we can keep the status quo."

A cold and sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Su Yan was stunned and asked quickly: "What do you mean?"

Song Yanyi retracted the coldness in his eyes and replied expressionlessly: "Let them be proud for a while."

How can you talk about falling if you can't stand on high ground?

"Tell His Majesty that I am leaving my post and returning home because my family is seriously ill and in urgent need of care."

Su Yan widened his eyes in surprise. King Xuan was at the peak of his career, but he actually asked to retire from officialdom. This behavior was really unbelievable!

"Have you lived too long?"

"You still have a chance to prove your loyalty to me, otherwise you'll have to defect to your new master."

Looking at this good brother who suddenly seemed so strange in front of him, Su Yan was speechless and felt extremely heavy in his heart.

Then Song Yanyi handed him a thick stack of papers.

"The names on the list must be carefully checked one by one."

When he opened it, he was struck by lightning: "These are all your old subordinates who have followed you for many years."

Song Yanyi's forehead was bulging with veins, his eyes were filled with murderous intent and he could not hide his hatred. "Unless there is a spy hiding beside King Xuan who tipped off the king in advance, he would not know about my intention to betray me."

How can we turn the tide when the internal troubles are not eliminated? We must find out the person who stabs us in the back as soon as possible and make him pay a heavy price to prevent future troubles!

After realizing the seriousness of the situation, Su Yan immediately nodded in agreement and solemnly promised:

"I'll give you an explanation within three days."

Without saying another word, he walked out the door, leaving behind a lonely, proud and resolute figure.

When I returned to the bedroom door, I saw the servant Cuizhu carefully serving medicine to the lady.

She took the porcelain bowl and whispered softly, "Let me try."

The girl nodded obediently and then stepped aside, watching everything silently.

Why did the master have to do this himself? She asked curiously but was interrupted by the latter, "It's just a trivial matter, don't worry too much."

He scooped some brown liquid with a spoon and was about to put it into the patient's mouth when he suddenly remembered something. He quickly retracted his arm, blew it cool with a slightly clumsy movement, and then passed it to his wife.

He took a bite and wrinkled his face.

"It's bitter, isn't it?"

A concerned voice floated past my ears.

She originally thought it was very astringent, but was stunned for a moment and then nodded shyly.

"Yeah, a little bit."

"Hurry up and finish these and I'll give you a sweet jelly bean as a reward."

I couldn't help but continue to ask, "Why don't you go to the morning court today?"

He replied: "I will take some time off to rest and stay by your side to protect you."

Her gaze paused for a moment, a barely perceptible worry in her eyes, "Did you agree to the Queen's conditions?"

Her words were filled with worry and uneasiness, and every word seemed to carry a heavy weight.

He was silent for a moment, and did not directly answer her question. Instead, he turned around and gently scooped up a spoonful of medicine, handed it to her lips, and said in a gentle but firm tone: "Don't be in a hurry to ask so many questions, drink this medicine first."

Cui Rongrong's eyes became more complicated, and the speculations in her heart kept hitting her heart like surging waves.

She looked at the familiar yet strange man in front of her, with a little more fear in her eyes, "You...really gave up your power for me?"

Although the sound was light, it seemed unusually clear and heavy in this quiet space.

He stopped what he was doing, put down the bowl, and gently reached out and ruffled her long hair, as if he was comforting a frightened kitten.

"Wanwan, you don't need to worry about these things now."

Although his words were gentle, they also implied that he didn't want to talk any more.

However, the feeling of disbelief in her heart did not dissipate, but became even stronger.

Song Yanyi, that powerful and ambitious man would actually give up his bright future for a woman?

How could such an incredible thing happen in real life?

Her throat suddenly felt dry and she could hardly speak, but she managed to squeeze out a few words: "If King Xuan seizes the opportunity to seize power... you will be in great danger."

Facing this question, he smiled slightly, a smile that showed he had long since become indifferent to worldly matters. "No matter what the outcome is, it's not that important to me."

These words hit the softest part of her heart like a bolt from the blue.

Accustomed to being forgotten or even abandoned for so long, she always thought of retreating first when encountering difficulties. She never had any expectations or fantasies until that day when he broke into her life...

The feeling of bitterness quickly spread to the tip of my nose, and tears unconsciously welled up in my eyes.

In order to hide this vulnerability, Cui Rong subconsciously avoided his eyes that could see through everything, "Is it worth it to do this? You will definitely regret it in the future!"

After hearing this, he did not give a direct answer, but asked: "Then what would you choose? Suppose time could go back to the time when we first met, and you followed someone else and ran away before knowing my identity, would you regret such a decision?"