After the deathly palace servant left, the palace fell into a complete silence, and everyone was waiting for Si Jiuqing's arrival.

Ye Jin stood aside with an indifferent expression, as if what happened in front of him had nothing to do with him. His expression could not tell the joy or anger, and it was impossible to tell what attitude he had towards Ye Hao's ascension to the throne.

The ministers were silently calculating in their hearts about the changes that will happen to the court after the new emperor ascended the throne, the rise and fall of various major families, and the interests and destiny that are closely related to themselves...

And, the fact that Ye Hao is about to become the emperor has officially begun.

Although they followed the will calmly on the surface without showing any dissatisfaction, the result was undoubtedly beyond everyone's expectations - even if they all knew at this time, Ye Hao was indeed the most suitable prince to be the emperor.

But the relationship between suitable and results is often not a natural relationship.

The emperor's previous attitude towards King Rui was seen by the ministers, and no one would have thought that the throne of the future would fall into King Rui's hands, but it just happened...

As the saying goes, things in the world are unpredictable, and this is true.

Is the world unpredictable? Ye Jin's lips curled up lightly, and under the surprised eyes of the ministers, he suddenly stepped towards the inner hall.

When everyone saw him standing in front of the dragon bed, they all knew it. They thought to themselves that although King Jin was indifferent on his face, he had been spoiled by the emperor for so many years. How could he really not worry about the emperor's dragon body at all?

However, their self-righteous thoughts have nothing to do with Ye Jin.

Standing in front of the dragon bed, His Highness Jin King was wearing a black gold-woven brocade robe that outlined his slender figure. Without saying a word, his body also revealed the nobleness of the royal family and the evil and crazy aura that belonged to him alone.

A pair of dark eyes as deep as the sea looked at the man on the bed, as if he could see through the anger and irritability hidden in the stiff eyes. At the angle that everyone could not see, Ye Jin raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "Father."

The voice sounded very light and gentle, but no one saw it. There was a strong sarcasm and coldness in his eyes.

Father, are you satisfied with the current result?

Ye Jinghong looked at him and stared at him tightly, with the rage and murderous aura in his eyes almost wishing to tear Ye Jin into pieces.

However, Ye Jin just smiled faintly, his eyes were not painful or itchy, and he silently picked his lips: "It is still possible to violate the evil of heaven, but it is not possible to live."

After walking two steps forward, he approached the dragon bed, leaned over and approached Ye Jinghong's ears. His voice was very low, but he was as cold as a demon: "Dear Father, this is just the beginning..."

"Your General Yu is dead. With the sins that belong to you and him, you have gone to hell and entered the underworld. You are left alone to enjoy this long and boundless loneliness, helplessness, and... despair pain."

His pupils shrank suddenly, Ye Jinghong suddenly closed his eyes, his breathing became rapid, and his extreme anger almost burst in his chest. He almost desperately wanted to curse, trying to expose the damn conspiracy in front of him!

However……

He could do nothing, he could not even make an angry expression a luxury.
Chapter completed!