Becoming the Villain's Discarded Wife
Chapter 511

Chapter 511: Chapter 511

There were initially nine princes in the palace, but now only three are still alive.

The second prince has been demoted to a commoner and can no longer participate in this dispute.

The third prince has also lost the trust of the people, and it seems unlikely that he will gain any advantage this time.

Although the sixth prince appears to be composed, he is cruel and unpredictable in private, certainly not a wise ruler.

There are six princesses in the palace. Two have married and moved away. Two have princes as their husbands. The remaining two are the sixteen-year-old Princess Yunhua and the nine-year-old Princess Qianzhao.

Three months ago, Princess Yunhua had her marriage proposal, causing quite a stir in Kyoto, but the officials never announced the result.

He was a fellow official, but now all the civil and military officials are under house arrest, only he is nowhere to be found.

Even though he had guessed the outcome, the twelfth still felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Twelve."

Song Lian, seeing his worry, tried to reassure him: "Don’t worry, he never allows himself to be wronged."

"Hmm."

Twelve nodded, his fingers absentmindedly rubbing the tabletop.

Princess Yunhua, watching the restless crowd, pursed her lips, and finally asked the question in her heart.

"Are you going to fight for that position?"

A tall young man looked at her with a full face of heroism.

"Princess, I must."

His tone was heavy, mirroring the huge burden in his heart that he could not lift.

Kyoto had been completely destroyed.

Dead bodies lay everywhere, the thick smoke rolling across the city was a stark reminder of their current absurdity.

An army of a hundred thousand men, yet not one was sent to aid the people in the city.

They all stood outside the palace gates, waiting for the moment the smoke rose from within the palace so they could brandish their spears and blades and take claim of the palace.

The secret struggles between the second and third princes had already ruined their chances to rule the country. The sixth prince’s nature was well known; he believed Princess Yunhua understood it better than anyone.

Princess Yunhua and the sixth prince were both born to the same imperial concubine. Despite being siblings, their relationship could best be described as terrible.

The sixth prince maintained a humble and polite appearance in public, but in the privacy of his residence, he not only kept five male favorites but also had ten beauties accompany him.

The back hill of the sixth prince’s residence used to be a wasteland, but since his arrival, the vegetation had grown lush year after year.

Similarly, his male favorites and beauties disappeared one after another without a trace.

When Yunhua was young, she liked to play with the sixth prince, but as she grew older, she finally understood the true nature of her so-called brother.

Especially when she was ten years old, the way he looked at her became a recurring nightmare throughout her life.

HIs eyes were filled with greed and brutality.

In public he was the well-behaved and intelligent sixth prince, but in private, he was a beast with no regard for kinship.

"I will help you."

Yunhua tightened her grip, slightly deforming the corner of her dress.

"Don’t worry, trust me."

The young man pulled her into his arms, feeling her quivering body, and he couldn’t help but sigh.

He will not disappoint her, nor will he let the people of the Xia Country fall into dire straits again.

The four courtyards were wary of each other, but as time ticked away, someone was bound to lose patience first.

Not until the last glimmer of sunset fell into the darkness, did the long-dormant beast finally reveal its fangs.

"Charge!"

The shouting echoed through the entire palace, the sound imbued with wrath and greed shattered the "calm" of these days, stirring it ceaselessly.

"Attack——"

What followed was the sound of weapons clashing and the incessant screams of agony. The court officials in the palace felt as if their hearts were gripped by an inexplicable force, leaving them gasping for breath.

It’s finally happening!

The battle for power had begun and nobody could leave.

The twelfth looked tense, watching the flickering firelight outside the window, his heart reached his throat.

He had no idea how many people were outside, nor could he go out. He could only wait like a caged bird for the result.

"It will be alright."

Song Lian wore a hint of a smile. After all, that child didn’t disappoint him.

It was about time for a new ruler of the Xia Country.

The emperor is not incompetent, but his heirs are not capable of carrying such a heavy burden.

He believed in the man he had coached single-handedly.

Initially, he had chosen the twelfth.

Regrettably, the twelfth cared for someone, and his actions were often too indecisive, which didn’t make him the ideal candidate.

Then he found Shen Wenchen at the bottom of a cliff.

He merely thought that this robust man had miraculously survived a great calamity and thus might as well join the military to make a name for himself.

Later on, he found that Shen Wenchen was not only reliable but also extraordinarily gifted in martial arts.

Although he was just a country bumpkin who only knew how to use brute strength, Shen managed to learn a great deal after just one basic demonstration.

Perhaps it was because he was the oldest among them and thus much more mature and steady in many aspects.

This was the most suitable man.

The emperor openly expressed his admiration for him and didn’t mind that he was already married with children.

Yet, he chose to give all of that up for his wife and children.

In the end, the one who was always unpredictable came through.

Song Lian shook his head and couldn’t help but laugh thinking about it.

This must be destiny.

The battle lasted three days and three nights.

For all that time, the people in the palace experienced hunger.

When the eleventh prince pushed open the palace door, it almost seemed that he had arrived too late.

"Somebody is here."

Hearing the commotion, the still-conscious individuals managed to open their eyes. Upon seeing the bloody figure of the eleventh, they hurriedly woke their unconscious colleagues.

This was their future emperor.

Princess Yunhua, supported by the eleventh, was kept away from any filth.

She still looked gorgeously dignified, as if she was hardly affected by this farcical war.

"Princess——"

"Princess——"

Court officials bowed down and paid homage to her.

"Everyone has worked hard."

Princess Yunhua slightly pursed her lips, looking at the emaciated men in front of her, a mixture of emotions welled up inside her.

She never imagined it would turn out this way.

She thought she would grow up happily as her mother had envisioned, then marry a man she loved and live a respectful life till the end.

Yet, here she stood in front of this crowd, receiving their reverence.

The eleventh smiled at her as if to assure her that he was by her side and she had nothing to worry about.

The sixth prince was shot through the forehead by an arrow.

Only because he held the imperial concubine hostage, foolishly hoping to escape this calamity.

The eleventh had no intention of sparing him; despite the pleas from the imperial concubine, he shot the arrow, ending that man’s life.

Yunhua also felt sorrow: because of their blood ties?

She also felt relieved: because of the horrible things that had happened in the past.