Isn’t my father seriously ill and bedridden?

How did he write this edict in his own hand?

Could it be that...father is pretending to be ill?

As soon as this thought came out, Chu Yichen suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If the father was pretending to be ill, then why did he pretend to be ill? Why did he watch him and the prince killing each other without stepping in to stop it?

The development of things was completely different from what he expected, and Chu Yichen suddenly panicked.

The most important question before us now is...where is my father now?

"Your Majesty!"

Wan Caihou called him and reminded him in a low voice, "You have no way out."

Just like Wanjia.

When he decided to help Chu Yichen seize the throne, there was no way out.

Chu Yichen woke up instantly.

That's right.

My father is already "seriously ill", so his only option is to "die".

Chu Yichen threw the imperial edict into the brazier and burned it to ashes. He strode out of the palace. The cold air outside the palace was mixed with snowflakes and fell on his face and body. His brain had already sobered up.

He told Wan Caihou, "Leave no one behind!"

The news that my father left the palace must not be spread.

"yes!"

Chu Yichen didn't move.

He stood in the main hall, listening to the frightened cries and screams coming from inside. Within a moment, Wan Caihou came out covered in blood, "Your Majesty, everything has been cleaned up."

"Have people carefully search the secret passages in Qianqing Palace. After they are found..." Chu Yichen lowered his voice, "Everyone present today, except you and me, cannot be left alive!"

"..."

Wan Caihou suddenly raised his head.

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Chapter completed!