"Fifth prince..." The second prince's voice was dry, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar fifth prince in front of him, he didn't know what to say.
The fifth prince ignored him, just looked at the emperor with a smile and said, "Father, how is it? Will you give me the reward my son wants?"
"Bastard." The emperor was furious, threw away the three-page fan in his hand, and swung his palm at the fifth prince. The emperor used ten successes in this palm. If he hit the fifth prince, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
The fifth prince calmly stood there with his hands behind his back, smiling at the emperor who was getting closer.
Seeing that the emperor's palm was only one centimeter away from the fifth prince, in a flash, the emperor suddenly went limp and fell to the ground...
The entire imperial study room fell silent again.
The second prince was awakened by this sudden change, and quickly stepped forward to help the emperor who fell on the ground: "Father, father... How are you?"
"I'm fine." The emperor said in a low voice, and let the second prince support him to sit up. His tall body remained motionless, and his expression was even more gloomy and terrifying.
The second prince instantly understood something, and shot his angry eyes like sharp arrows at the fifth prince: "You are poisoning."
"Yes." The fifth prince admitted without hesitation. His father wanted to kill him, so he poisoned his father to calm him down...
"You..." The second prince glared at the fifth prince, the burning rage in his eyes seemed to swallow him alive: "Poison your father to calm down? You are clearly killing your father..."
The fifth prince didn't think so: "It's not that serious, I just took a little bit of poison. In a short time, it will kill people..."
"You..." The second prince was choked with anger, pointing at the fifth prince, so angry that he couldn't speak, and finally said after a long while: "Bring the antidote!"
"Okay." The fifth prince looked at the emperor with a smile, and said very cheerfully: "Father, please write the imperial edict for succession. Once the edict is written, the son will immediately give the father the antidote..."
The emperor's face was livid, seeing the fifth prince's eyes burning with raging anger, as if he wanted to burn him to death.
The second prince was even more furious, his angry roar penetrated the clouds and resounded through the sky: "Ye Tianzhe."
Murong Xue hiding in the dark: "..."
One second, the father was kind and the son was filial, happy and harmonious, and the next second it was the son poisoning and forcefully forcing the palace. This situation has changed too fast, which is unexpected...
The poor emperor, the poor second prince, was tricked by his own son (brother)...
Murong Xue looked at the emperor and the second prince sympathetically, only to see that the emperor's face was so dark that ink was about to drip out, and the eyes of the fifth prince were as cold as ice.
The second prince turned towards the door and called loudly: "Come on, come on... hurry up..."
It was quiet outside the imperial study room, without any movement.
The second prince had a very bad premonition in his heart, and he continued to call without giving up: "Come on, come on... hurry up..."
There was an urgent voice in the anger, which made the fifth prince rub his ears, and said leisurely: "Second brother, stop screaming, no one will come to save you if you scream..."
The second prince's gaze was like an arrow, and he shot fiercely at the fifth prince: "What did you do?"
"Actually, it's nothing. It's just a trick to send the Imperial Forest Army in the palace a little far away, so that they can't hear what happened in the imperial study..." The fifth prince said lightly.