Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Even without his hands, he still had his feet. When he did not see anyone outside the imperial study, he rushed towards the old Emperor again, trying to kick him to death.
However, a third, sharp arrow tore through the air and pierced Master Shao.
“Ugh!”
Master Shao felt his legs give way, and he collapsed forward, falling to one knee.
“You old thing, I didn’t think you’d have a backup plan!”
He did not know that Qian Jiyun and the others had helped the old Emperor because he assud that Qian Jiyun would definitely want the old Emperor to die as soon as possible.
However, it was a fact that he was now injured, and his limbs were almost crippled.
The only explanation he could think of was that the old Emperor had a backup plan, but he did not expect the old Emperor to leave it to the Third Prince instead of him.
The old Emperor was also very bewildered.
He was not only bewildered but also flustered because he did not have any backup plans. Although he had archery experts, Qian Jiyun had killed all of them the other day.
Who would save him from Master Shao?
However, he could not be bothered to ponder over this. He hurriedly ran towards the door, knowing that he would only be safe from Master Shao and the people shooting arrows if he got to an area with other people around.
At this mont, he felt a little sad.
He did not think that he, the dignified Emperor of this country, would be reduced to a state where anyone entering the palace could force him to abdicate his throne.
“Guards! Protect ! Protect !” he shouted as he ran out of the door.
However, he tripped over the high doorstep and nearly fell face-first, but a hand suddenly reached out to steady him.
He looked up to see who it was, only to be greeted by a familiar face.
“It’s you…”
“Father, are you alright?” Eldest Brother Yan supported the old Emperor with one hand and asked softly, his tone filled with disdain.
To think that the emperor could be reduced to such a state! If it were him, he would rather die than be coerced like this.
The Emperor’s frantic cries for help were embarrassing.
“Father, be careful. Don’t hurt yourself. I won’t be able to explain this to the ministers later if you’re injured!” he said faintly.
“You—” The old Emperor’s expression darkened.
He wanted to call for soone to drag this unfilial son out and chop him up, but he could not do so.
Since this unfilial son had brought his people into the palace to save the Emperor from Master Shao, he must have taken control of the palace. Any order from the Emperor would be aningless in the eyes of the palace guards now.
Gritting his teeth, he said hatefully, “Third Son, you’ve really outdone yourself!”
“Father, you’re too kind. Since you’re in danger, I must enter the palace to save you. I can’t let you fall into the hands of thieves, right?”
Eldest Brother Yan chuckled and looked up at Master Shao in the imperial study.
“Guards, capture this traitor!”
At his command, several guards walked into the imperial study and restrained Master Shao.
Instead of escorting Master Shao away, they stripped him of his clothes, replacing them with the plain garnts they had brought.
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