He spoke in surprise.
"Minister, have you thought about what you're saying?"
At that moment, an armored general stepped forward, looked at Zhuge Lan, and said coldly,
"The king has become muddle-headed. Guards on both sides, seize him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the guards on both sides stepped forward and seized Zhuge Lan.
Zhuge Lan's face was filled with shock. What was going on? He was the king! How had he been seized before he had even said much?
And weren't the guards at his sides his personal troops?
He shouted angrily,
"What are you doing? I'm the king! Aren't you my personal guards?"
At that moment, a young man stepped out from the side and said,
"The old king is utterly incompetent. I, Zhuge Fei, will become the new king."
Zhuge Lan froze. This was usurpation! Zhuge Fei was his and Qian Renxue's second child. What was going on?
He looked at Zhuge Fei and said,
"Fei Er, what are you doing?!"
At that moment, the minister stepped forward and said,
"Take Zhuge Lan away. He is no longer the king."
Afterward, two guards dragged him away and threw him into a prison cell. He did not understand what had happened.
It looked premeditated, but when he thought about it carefully, something seemed off.
Ever since he had married Qian Renxue, he had felt that something was strange. The people around him seemed overly exaggerated. That was his impression, and the feeling had only grown stronger.
He sat crouched in the cell, feeling as though it were all a dream.
Inside the palace.
Qian Renxue was surrounded by a large number of Guard Army soldiers. Leading them was her second son, Fei Er. She said in shock,
"Fei Er, what are you doing?!"
Zhuge Fei sneered.