The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!

Chapter 492 - 489: That Old Guy Is Good at Throwing Tantrums

Emperor Ying:...

He didn’t believe a word.

But isn’t Wei Zhao just outwardly respectful towards him? And isn’t Xiao Huaian inherently like this?

He couldn’t find an opportunity to strike.

Wei Zhao smiled, "Therefore, I hurriedly summoned Elder Ge back to Shangjing, hoping he could come and treat you."

He expressed, "It shows my sincerity."

Emperor Ying had long been tormented by illness, even if Wei Zhao didn’t bring the person, he intended to have a close aide suggest it, pushing Wei Zhao to the moral high ground so he had to agree.

Who makes him the emperor and Wei Zhao his minister? But the latter was quicker.

Emperor Ying’s eyes flickered, acting benevolent, not forgetting to show concern, "Did Elder Ge find the medicine for you outside?"

He didn’t finish the sentence.

Wei Zhao: "Still not found yet."

"However, how could my life or death compare to the Holy Emperor’s health?"

Xiao Huaian:...

He’s really more shameless than him.

He glanced sideways, "Consider yourself sensible."

Wei Zhao ignored him, turned to Elder Ge and said, "What are you dawdling for, quickly examine the Holy Emperor."

"Holy Emperor, Mr. Zhu requests an audience."

The eunuch’s voice announced from outside the hall.

For some reason, Emperor Ying’s eyelid inexplicably twitched, and he couldn’t care about feeling the pulse anymore.

"Invite him in."

After Zhu Wei entered, he hastily saluted, disregarding the presence of others, and anxiously spoke.

"Holy Emperor, rumors are rampant among the people. They’re all baseless nonsense that can’t be taken seriously, but there’s a lot being said, truly tarnishing the reputation of the Imperial Family."

"I wouldn’t dare conceal it, so I boldly mention it."

Emperor Ying’s eyelid continued to twitch.

Zhu Wei: "The people are convinced that the Fifth Prince has Dragon Energy and should go to the disaster area to overcome difficulties with them."

Emperor Ying’s eyes darkened.

Countless thoughts flashed by.

The Fifth?

He’s not even dead yet.

And the Fifth Prince is already so adored by the people?

Why, if he goes, is it as if I am personally attending?

If his ambition isn’t curbed, Da Jin might forget who the emperor truly is!

Emperor Ying suppressed his anger, "Someone!"

Black Shadow: "At your service."

Wei Zhao discreetly observed. From the aura, he could tell this Black Shadow was the one who injured his arm that day.

"Go ask Ying Yin."

Emperor Ying sneered, "If he’s willing, he can still chase after the officials who have already left for the disaster area."

Zhu Wei heard the information, could Ying Yin not know?

In the past, when a chance to earn merit was right in front of him, he wouldn’t miss it.

But at such a critical moment, Shangjing is full of intrigue, and he’s been secretly coercing Ying Zhi into rebellion to trap him.

Zhu Wei still kneeled on the ground.

Emperor Ying: "Anything else?"

"Rumors outside say that during the late Emperor’s reign there was famine, and now with you on the throne, there are floods, fearing it is..."

He hesitated as if there were concerns, not daring to continue.

Emperor Ying: "Speak!"

"Fearing it’s a warning from Heaven for virtues unworthy of the position."

With these words, Emperor Ying’s face suddenly darkened.

Zhu Wei knelt on the ground, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Complaints among the people are rife, saying life gets harder each year with no hope, all because the Holy Emperor’s governance is mediocre and ineffective."

Emperor Ying’s expression turned blue, his already injured face contorted into a grimace.

"And then..."

Zhu Wei cautiously looked up at Emperor Ying, meeting his sinister gaze that seemed capable of flaying someone alive, quickly lowering his head again.

Trembling with fear, he said.

"Speak..."

He gritted his teeth.

"Saying that if King Yan had ascended the throne, it wouldn’t be this situation."

Emperor Ying took large strides to his side, looking down at him with overwhelming presence.

"Continue speaking!"

"I dare not."

There must be even more unpleasant rumors!

"I command you to speak!"

Zhu Wei: "Many people in Da Jin privately discuss that King Yan was innocent, and it was because of the Holy Emperor’s greed for the throne that you orchestrated a plot to alter the edict of succession, leading to his demise, in order to eliminate his roots."

With a loud bang.

The items on the imperial desk were all swept to the floor by Emperor Ying.

Those usually inscrutable dragon eyes now radiated a chilling light, pupils contracting to pinpoints, blood vessels visible in the whites.

Lips pressed into a cold straight line, corners twitching slightly, as if suppressing a surging fury about to erupt.

Brush and ink, memorials and teacups flew to the ground.

Ink spilled, tea splashed, fragments of celadon scattered on the golden bricks, mixed with those yet to be collected medicinal pills.

Chaos everywhere.

His five fingers tightly gripped the edge of the table, fingertips bulging from exertion.

But he heard a startled cry.

Emperor Ying looked over, seeing the imperial seal used by past emperors also shattered on the ground, a crack across it.

The sky darkened, wind rustling.

Outside the palace, walking on the main road, Xiao Huaian commented disdainfully, "That old creature surely knows how to throw a fit."

Wei Zhao remained indifferent.

He remained calm, "Look over there."

Xiao Huaian followed his direction, eyes suddenly brightening.

Wei Zhao maintained a composed demeanor, "Creating opportunities for him to force a coup took considerable effort from me. Yet he’s still hesitating, making me wait. You go provoke him a bit."

Xiao Huaian understood.

"Second Prince."

He waved at Ying Zhi ahead.

Xiao Huaian even left Wei Zhao behind, striding over.

"Why did you come to the palace too?"

Ying Zhi’s gaze shifted back, pausing on Wei Zhao left behind, before discreetly retracting it.

"My mother’s health is unwell, I got the news to attend to her, now I’m preparing to leave the palace."

"Quite a coincidence, shall we go together?"

Who wants to go with you?

Xiao Huaian pretended not to hear.

"By the way, did you also come to the palace because of the Fifth Prince?"

Ying Zhi: ???

A flash of aversion in his eyes.

"Why talk about the Fifth Prince out of nowhere, Heir Xiao?"

"Then, is there someone else?"

Is there someone you don’t know?

Zhu Wei coming to the palace to deliver a message, wasn’t it at your behest? Outside speaking badly of Ying Yin, not a word was mentioned just now.

Xiao Huaian: "It’s nothing."

"I just wanted to ask if you’re feeling uncomfortable."

Ying Yin chuckled: "It seems the Fifth Brother has won the people’s hearts, I am truly not as good."

Xiao Huaian: "The people suggest the Fifth Prince to rescue the disaster, but they don’t mention you. Being ignored must feel unpleasant."

"Xiao Huaian."

Wei Zhao’s disapproving voice came.

"How can you be disrespectful to the Second Prince?"

Ying Zhi: "It’s fine. Huaian has always spoken bluntly, but his intentions are good."

The ostensibly well-intentioned Xiao Huaian hurriedly admitted fault.

"It’s my fault."

"How could the Second Prince be ignored?"

He remarked seriously: "Everyone cares about you too, but you have a limp. Although it doesn’t affect daily walking, your legs are ultimately inconvenient."

"So you’re not mentioned by them."

"They’re afraid you’d be more of a hindrance than help if you went."

Ying Zhi’s face darkened.

Look down on him?

His father looked down on him.

His father-in-law looked down on him.

Ying Yin didn’t quite consider him an opponent.

His first wife Yao Ru never cared for him.

All these he tolerated.

But why should a hedonistic wastrel dare to point fingers at him!

Just because he’s a cripple?

Ying Zhi thought, he could wait no longer.

With the flood’s situation, most officials left Shangjing, many from the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Justice were gone, dissatisfaction was growing among the populace.

How could this not be his best opportunity?

It was simply the perfect alignment of timing, geography, and people.

He had no more time.

Ying Zhi, with a cold face, swept his sleeves, and after leaving the palace, he didn’t return home but went directly to see Liang Rui.

He got straight to the point, "When can you fulfill what you promised me?"