Three days passed in a blink.
Heaven Dou City looked peaceful, but undercurrents surged beneath the surface. Anyone with eyes could sense the treacherous currents gathering.
The high-ranking officials at court had all heard whispers of it.
The old emperor was about to die!
No one was more excited than the Crown Prince's faction.
After all, a new emperor brought new favorites. Once the Crown Prince took the Throne, her longtime supporters would naturally be the first to benefit.
Those who had remained neutral sighed in secret, regretting that they had not sided with the Crown Prince sooner.
At the estate where Xue Beng lived, he sat alone in an empty room. His expression was tormented, tinged with unease, fear, and anticipation.
At Yuan Fang's suggestion, he had finally resolved to risk everything.
Of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family's princes, only he and Xue Qinghe remained.
If Xue Qinghe died, he would be the sole Heir to the Throne!
Xue Qinghe's talent for cultivation was unremarkable, and she was only a little above Level 40. If Yuan Fang found an opening and killed her in one strike, the other ministers would have to grit their teeth and let him ascend the Throne, whether they accepted him or not.
After killing Xue Qinghe, all he needed to do was keep Qi Dao on his side.
Xue Beng refused to believe anyone in the world could be unmoved by power.
If necessary, he would make Qi Dao a prince who stood shoulder to shoulder with him and shared his realm.
As for Uncle Xue Xing...
He was already old. Even if he wanted to contest the Throne, he would have no rightful claim.
And when would he kill Xue Qinghe?
He had made up his mind: he would strike on the day