frightfiction Chapter 261 Favor
Chapter 261 Favor
The boy in front of them was just a son of a concubine. How could he ascend the throne and sit on the dragon throne that they all dreamed of?
"His Majesty has treated you well all these years. For your sake, he even abandoned the rule of primogeniture," Eunuch Li said with a sneer at Yang Ling. "Are you really going to repay kindness with enmity?"
Yang Ling glanced at Eunuch Li indifferently, "Eunuch Li, you are mistaken. Don't you know why my father sent me to the palace in the first place?"
Eunuch Li's expression suddenly changed; he did indeed know all of this.
He was the emperor's confidant and knew everything about the matter, but he didn't tell anyone because he was afraid of being retaliated against in the future.
After all, he had been helping the emperor with government affairs for so many years and had been whispering in the emperor's ear. If he were to reveal this matter, the emperor would probably not spare him at all.
Thinking of this, Eunuch Li forced himself to say, "Ninth Prince, don't make false accusations. How could I possibly know about these things?"
Yang Ling chuckled. He knew this old eunuch was lying, but he was too lazy to expose him. Instead, he said, "Eunuch Li, if you insist on forcing me to agree to this, then please produce evidence. Otherwise..." As he said this, Yang Ling narrowed his eyes.
Looking into Yang Ling's cold eyes, Eunuch Li felt a chill run down his spine. He felt as if Yang Ling was a completely different person.
However, this thought was fleeting. Who was he? How could he possibly be afraid? It was just Yang Ling putting on an act.
Eunuch Li's face darkened, and he coldly said, "Your Highness, Ninth Prince, don't forget that the blood of the royal family flows in your veins."
Upon hearing this, Yang Ling gave a mocking smile, "Eunuch Li, do you really think I would believe what you say?"
Looking at Eunuch Li's aged face, Yang Ling felt contempt. This old man had lived most of his life and was still so stupid.
His own father, although he disliked his mother, did not even show much affection for his son.
However, he has never done anything to harm himself, and over the years he has done his best to cultivate himself into a qualified crown prince.
However, even so, these people still wanted to murder their own father, the emperor, which is absolutely deserving of death!
Seeing Yang Ling's sinister gaze, Eunuch Li was startled, and then he took a deep breath.
"Your Highness, Ninth Prince, do you perhaps intend to rebel?"
Yang Ling chuckled, "If that's really the case, why should I have any concerns?"
“You…” Eunuch Li stared wide-eyed at Yang Ling.
He knew he had shot himself in the foot!
"Eunuch Li, do you have anything else to say? If not, please take your leave!" Yang Ling glanced at Eunuch Li coldly.
"Hmph." Eunuch Li snorted coldly, then turned and left.
He dared not linger there any longer. This boy was no longer the timid boy he once was; his sharp eyes frightened him.
Watching Eunuch Li's departing figure, Yang Ling curled her lips, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
Since Eunuch Li is so eager to kill him, he wouldn't mind taking Eunuch Li down with him!
This Eunuch Li was different from the others. Others might fear his status and position, but he knew Eunuch Li very well.
This old eunuch, relying on being the emperor's confidant, bullies the weak and fears the strong. He must have seen my behavior recently, which is why he's being so aggressive today.
Thinking of this, a murderous glint appeared in Yang Ling's eyes. Since Eunuch Li was courting death, he wouldn't mind sending the old man on his way.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Your Highness, are you awake?"
Yang Ling opened the door and saw the servant standing respectfully at the door.
"Hmm, what are you doing here?" Yang Ling asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Your Highness, His Majesty has summoned his ministers to discuss your marriage."
Upon hearing this, Yang Ling frowned, only then realizing that he had reached the age to get married. However, he had never been in a relationship since he was a child, nor had he ever even touched a woman's clothes, let alone slept with a woman.
Thinking of this, Yang Ling couldn't help but rub his head. How could someone his age not have a woman?
He shook his head, then followed the servant out of the room and headed towards the imperial court.
……
When Yang Ling arrived at the court, all the officials were already waiting.
Yang Ling glanced around and found that apart from a few important ministers beside his father, the rest were all unfamiliar faces. Clearly, these people did not belong to any faction and must have been recruited by the new emperor.
Yang Ling glanced at the empty space beside her and frowned slightly.
The emperor, seated at the head of the table, also noticed Yang Ling's actions. He frowned, puzzled. Yang Ling's behavior was different from usual. Based on past experience, Yang Ling would always bow respectfully upon seeing him and then sit obediently listening to the ministers discuss state affairs.
Yang Ling was known for his gentle and humble nature, and for his amiable manner towards his ministers.
But today, Yang Ling is acting strangely. What could be the reason for this?
Yang Ling frowned slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, walked to his seat, and sat down.
As everyone watched Yang Ling's demeanor, they secretly admired him. It seemed that the Ninth Prince was indeed worthy of being the Emperor's legitimate son, as every gesture he made exuded an air of nobility.
These court officials all knew that the emperor treated the ninth prince very well, even entrusting the country and its people to him.
As soon as Yang Ling sat down, a minister stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, this is your imperial edict of investiture."
Yang Ling nodded, then extended his hand, took the imperial edict of investiture from the minister, and carefully read through it.
These ministers held their breath and watched Yang Ling, hoping that he could inherit the throne. They all supported Yang Ling, so they naturally hoped that he would win in this struggle.
Yang Ling already knew that the imperial edict was full of high-sounding words, and he slowly closed his hand, clenching the paper tightly.
Suddenly, the ministers noticed a cold glint in Yang Ling's eyes, and their gazes towards him were filled with deep shock. This...
Because Yang Ling suddenly tore the imperial edict to shreds and threw it on the ground.
Everyone's eyelids twitched violently as they stared at Yang Ling with expressions of utter disbelief.
What... what is the Ninth Prince trying to do? Has he gone mad? How dare he tear up such a solemn and dignified imperial edict? This is simply outrageous!