Chapter 119 - 118: Terrified and Fearful
Chapter 119: Chapter 118: Terrified and Fearful
The astute courtiers secretly speculated whether this was the handiwork of the Emperor and the Empress Dowager, aiming to seize power. The more they thought, the more it seemed possible.
At the morning court assembly, after everyone had taken their positions, they turned their gazes to the seat below the Emperor’s dragon throne. It was empty.
The Regent Prince was still absent. So what was the situation with the Regent Prince now? Was he dead or alive?
Everyone was on edge until the eunuch’s shrill voice sounded.
"The Emperor has arrived."
The courtiers immediately stepped forward and knelt: "Long live the Emperor, long live, long, long live."
The Little Emperor cheerfully waved his hand: "Rise, everyone."
Although many Death Warriors were lost last night, those who returned reported that Rong Ling, the Regent Prince, was unlikely to survive.
This person was finally dead. The Little Emperor felt invigorated, his entire being revived. From now on, he would be the Emperor of Dayan, the sky of Dayan. Let anyone dare try to oppress him again.
While the Little Emperor was rejoicing, a eunuch suddenly rushed in from outside the hall to report: "Your Majesty, the Regent Prince has arrived."
The mention of the Regent Prince caused the Little Emperor’s face to turn pale instantly, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Some courtiers below had noticed the Little Emperor’s expression and vaguely understood. It was probably the Little Emperor who had poisoned and attempted to assassinate the Regent Prince.
Ha, let’s see how he handles this now.
Among the courtiers, there were some who hoped for the Little Emperor to regency. If the Little Emperor regents, they would have a voice. However, if the Regent Prince regents, many of them would have no say.
There were still some courtiers who believed that having the Regent Prince in power was actually quite good. Neither the court officials nor the Vassal Kings dared to act recklessly, and even the Twelve Tribes of the Northern Land remained cautious.
If the Little Emperor came to power, Dayan might fall into chaos.
Outside the hall, Rong Ling walked in supported by two attendants, panting with every three steps, face pale as paper, body on the verge of collapse.
Many ministers within the hall felt uneasy seeing Rong Ling like this. They had witnessed firsthand how much effort the Regent Prince had put into Dayan’s kingdom, and now, because he stood in the Emperor’s way, he was being treated like this.
What would happen to them when the Little Emperor had real power?
Many courtiers suddenly felt as if they were rabbits before the hunt, thinking that if the Regent Prince could be dealt with, what about them?
For a moment, the hall was silent, with only the Little Emperor at the top reacting, quickly rushing down, his face filled with sincere panic and unease, looking fearfully at the Regent Prince Rong Ling.
"Uncle, what, what happened to you? What’s going on?"
His face was full of worry and dread, even his hands trembled, and if one didn’t know better, they might think the Little Emperor was genuinely concerned for the Regent Prince.
But the astute one’s speculated that it was fear; the Little Emperor had always been afraid of the Regent Prince. Now, seeing the Regent Prince still alive, how could he not be scared?
Rong Ling raised his eyes, his dark eyes as deep as an ancient cold pool, shooting straight at the Little Emperor Rong Che. Rong Che immediately felt a chilling cold penetrating his body, unable to utter a word. He seemed to see in his Uncle’s eyes that he knew, knew everything he had done.
The Little Emperor panicked inside: No, no, how did Uncle find out?
Rong Ling no longer paid attention to him, turned around, and after sweeping his gaze over the courtiers below the hall, weakly spoke.
"I suppose you all know I was first poisoned and then attacked by Death Warriors overnight. Many were killed and injured at the Prince Regent Mansion last night, and I have barely survived."