"It's all because of you! You're a master of disguise, you deceived Father Emperor and Mother Empress! Otherwise, they would never have deposed me. I'm innocent. It's all your—"
Yang Yong was still struggling.
Yang Guang watched him and clicked his tongue, shaking his head. "Looks like Big Brother really has gone mad."
"Guards!"
"Leave him a whole corpse."
When Yang Guang said this, Yang Yong froze. He stared blankly at Yang Guang, then suddenly burst forth with unimaginable strength, wrenching free of the guards' grip and lunging at him. Yang Guang kicked him to the ground.
"Worthless! Do you think you can take Zhen hostage as you are now?"
A guard at Yang Guang's side had already brought over a rope.
Several men held Yang Yong fast and tightened it around his neck.
Yang Yong's face turned crimson, his eyes bulging as he glared at Yang Guang. White foam bubbled from his mouth. His fingers trembled as he pointed at Yang Guang. "You... can't..."
"...You can't kill me!"
"I'm... Father Emperor's eldest son!"
Yang Guang smiled. "Precisely because you're the eldest son, you should go below and keep Father Emperor company."
At those words, Yang Yong's pupils contracted.
"It was you... You... Father Emperor... You killed—"
"Tighter!"
Yang Guang barked an order before Yang Yong could finish. At his shout, the guards dared not slacken their efforts. They put all their strength into it and snapped Yang Yong's neck.
There was a crack, and Yang Yong's head lolled limply to one side. He was dead.
"Phew."
Yang Guang let out a breath.
Good. He was dead!
Good riddance!
Yang Guang glanced at the guards and gave a cold snort before turning and leaving the Deposed Crown Prince's residence. Within a day, news that Yang Guang had ordered Yang Yong's