Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“You…” Chu Mingyuan disregarded the wound on his neck as he sat up on the dragon throne and bellowed, “You know everything! Chu Yihan, so you already knew everything! Yet, you pretended not to know for so many years… You’re playing with me!”
Chu Yihan answered him decisively, his voice cold and deep, “For so many years, you’ve been unable to sleep day and night. Every day, you’re worried that I’ll rebel and kill you. How does it feel? Do you feel good?”
Chu Mingyuan roared in a low voice. The truth was slowly revealed by Chu Yihan.
He would never admit that Chu Yihan was telling the truth!
He hadn’t enjoyed a peaceful night’s sleep since he ascended to the dragon throne many years ago!
“You still don’t dare to admit it?” Chu Yihan pressed on and even told him, “Your son, Chu Chengye, is dying. You can’t kill me, and neither can he. I’ve gathered enough troops around Yanyun City to flatten the palace and kill all your people in the court. I’ll erase you from the history of the Great Cheng Dynasty and burn everything you’ve done!”
“Chu Yihan, how dare you! How dare you! I am the emperor of the Great Cheng Dynasty!”
“Why not? I conquered all the nations, earned the reverence of the three kingdoms, and gained the submission of the nine provinces. If it weren’t for me allowing you to ascend the throne back then, how could you be seated on this dragon throne and become the emperor?”
Chu Yihan grabbed his neck and suppressed him from above. “Everything you have today is what I gave you! I won’t let you, you don’t deserve anything!”
“Presumptuous! I am your royal brother, I am the emperor…”
Chu Mingyuan was still struggling. He would never admit that Chu Yihan was telling the truth!
“Imperial Brother? Killed my mother’s imperial brother? The emperor… Take a look around. Who else in the imperial palace would still regard you as the emperor?”
Chu Yihan’s eyes were filled with mockery. He looked at Chu Mingyuan as if he was watching a clown.
Chu Mingyuan’s face flushed red. Chu Yihan’s forceful abdication and his mockery were like knives stabbing into his heart!
He stood up forcefully and shouted at him, “What right do you have? What right do you have to treat me ?”
“We’re both Father’s sons. I’m older than you and not inferior to you. My mother’s family background is not inferior to yours! But why does Father favor you the most? When you were young, you and your brother were Father’s favorite son. The other princes were not even half as good as you. Later on, you repeatedly made military achievements and made Father look at you in a new light. However, you were only in your teens at that time. I’ve been the Crown Prince for more than ten years!”
“As long as Father passed away! I am the rightful emperor! But why can Father cripple me and pass the throne to you just because of you?!”
This was unfair to him, who was diligent and loyal to his father!
“So… You harmed my brother, killed my mother, and even forced my father to die just to sit on this dragon throne?”
The door of the imperial study was tightly shut. Chu Yihan stood against the light, half of his face buried in the shadows. His expression was dark and deep, and it was hard to fathom.
Chu Mingyuan stood up straight and roared, “Yes!”
He pointed at the majestic golden throne behind him and revealed a greedy expression. “This is the dragon throne, the symbol of the Emperor! It’s the position of the ruler of the world! The throne! There’s only one in this world, wielding the power of life and death, enjoying supreme glory! Noble for generations to come! This is the supreme power and status! How can I hand it over to others? This should belong to me! How can I give it to you?”