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Although Ao Shuang had disregarded the dignity of the Dragon Race and planned to marry me, a "Demon Cultivator," in order to seize the throne, Ao Qing did not show much anger. Still, I had caught the displeasure on his face earlier. Now that Ao Shuang had become emperor, he had even less recourse. However, he was not impulsive and immediately said, "Sister, before you ascend the throne, how about letting Third Brother lend you a hand?"
Ao Shuang merely sneered. "Certainly. Why don't you return to your fief and await your new appointment? I have my husband and all the ministers to help me. Why would I need Third Brother's assistance?"
Ao Qing's face turned cold, but he dared not defy her and invite disaster upon himself, so he forced out a smile. "Good, good. Sixth Sister certainly has some impressive methods!"
With my help, Ao Shuang had killed Ao Yue and Ao He and claimed the throne, so she was naturally overjoyed. She did not take Ao Qing seriously at all and immediately turned to issue orders to the ministers behind her, beginning to have them take over Ao Yue's forces in front of them.
The Demon Race cared only about whose methods were tougher; they did not bother with sentiment. As for the several members of the imperial clan who had been exiled to the outskirts, which of them did not have their own faction? Now that their master held supreme power, taking over the entire Dragon Palace was naturally effortless. As for the military, it had already been completely paralyzed under my control. With Ao Yue dead, Ao Shuang's succession went smoothly beyond measure.
The struggle among the dragon princes was as commonplace in the Dragon Palace as chatting about household affairs. Everyone had long