Crossing the Palace Fighting Fox Harem

Chapter 453 White Light Possession

Yizhen answered without thinking: "Yes, no matter who the emperor is, even if he is a beggar, Yizhen will like him."

"Then..." Long Mohan hesitated to speak.

After careful consideration, he solemnly turned Yizhen's shoulders and looked into her eyes. "I have a decision..."

"Your Majesty?" Yizhen looked at him puzzledly.

"I have decided to abdicate and pass the throne to Kang Xiaorong. I will take you back to the countryside and start over. How about that?"

Yizhen stared at him as if he were a madman.

"The news that Prince Ming is a fox demon has long been spread, and I can no longer protect him. Apart from Prince Ming, I don't have any heirs, but Tianning is still of the Long family bloodline. If his and Kang Xiaorong's child can inherit the throne, it can be regarded as maintaining the Long family bloodline... This is the last way to comfort the spirits of our ancestors in heaven..."

Yizhen shuddered subconsciously, and before Long Mohan could finish, she interrupted him and said, "Your Majesty, please do not act on impulse!"

Long Mohan shook his head and continued calmly: "I am not acting on impulse, but have had this plan for a long time. I just want to live a peaceful, carefree life without any conflicts with the world. Yizhen, will you accompany me?"

Long Mohan could vaguely see a hint of the real answer from Yizhen's panicked eyes. But he had the last hope for Yizhen, hoping that she could give him a satisfactory answer.

Yizhen subconsciously looked away, not daring to look into Long Mohan's serious eyes. She was not sure whether what he said just now was an intentional attempt by Long Mohan to test her feelings, or whether it was a genuine statement from the heart.

At this time, Yizhen realized for the first time that her love for Long Mohan was based on the premise that Long Mohan was the emperor.

If Long Mohan loses the throne, this man's appeal to her will be greatly reduced.

Facing Long Mohan's serious gaze, she was too guilty to dare to look up, and hurriedly changed the subject, asking: "What about the child in Concubine Shui Cong's belly? Isn't that the emperor's own flesh and blood?"

Long Mohan was stunned for a moment, obviously he had forgotten that Shui Furong was pregnant.

After thinking for a while with his head down, Long Mohan decided to tell Yizhen the truth: "She is not pregnant at all. There is no love between him and me. We only have one common goal, which is to find out the truth about the disaster in the palace three years ago." He only revealed the secret that Shui Furong was not pregnant, but kept the secret of Shui Furong's gender a secret.

At this moment, a white shadow moved silently outside the window.

Xiaoxue, who had turned into a white rabbit, was lying on the windowsill, observing the two people talking in the room through the window crack.

She listened to the conversation between Long Mohan and Yizhen without missing a word. Although she was not very enthusiastic about anything other than helping Concubine Gan find Chang Shun, she still listened with great interest when she heard that Long Mohan was going to pass the throne to Kang Xiaorong and Shui Furong pretended to be pregnant. Her purpose of sneaking into the emperor's bedroom was to help Prince Ming take revenge and scare Yizhen as a monster, but now she forgot about the "business" when she heard Long Mohan's gossip was just getting to the exciting part.

She held her breath and pricked up her ears, making full use of her advantage as a rabbit. Not only could she hear the sound of a pin drop in the room, but she could also hear footsteps 500 steps away. If there was any sign of trouble, she could run away immediately.

Yizhen's voice came from the room: "Three years ago, when there was a catastrophe in the palace, the emperor must have suspected the queen mother. But now the queen mother is dead, it must be God punishing her for the emperor. If that's the case, is there any need for Shui Furong to continue pretending? She is obviously not pregnant, but she has been promoted to a noble concubine and is becoming more and more precious."

When talking about Shui Furong, Yizhen always felt a sense of resentment. She had not forgotten the old grudge that Shui Furong had taken her room and her maid. Although Shui Furong had written a letter of apology after Zhao Ji's mediation, Yizhen tore the letter to pieces. From then on, she was determined not to forgive Shui Furong and was determined to get back the past grievances twice as much.

"Let him keep pretending. When he doesn't want to pretend anymore, he will know how to play a miscarriage. I just want to be alone and don't want to quarrel with him." Long Mohan complained when he thought of Shui Furong's sharp tongue. He had experienced Shui Furong's temper, which was unforgiving no matter whether she was right or wrong. Every time he went to the West Palace, he left in a bad mood. After several experiences, he naturally kept a distance from the West Palace and Shui Furong and did not provoke them easily.

"But Your Majesty, if Shui Furong doesn't have a prince, why is she named a noble concubine? If she is named a noble concubine because of one son, then what about Yizhen? If Yizhen is pregnant with Your Majesty's child, what will she be named?" Yizhen grabbed Long Mohan's sleeve with a little excitement. There are only four noble concubines in the east, west, south and north. The position of the West Palace was vacated after the tragic death of Concubine Baogui, but Shui Furong got it first. Even if Yizhen is pregnant with a prince, how can there be an extra seat of noble concubine left for her? Thinking of this, she could hardly control her emotions.

"I have already decided to abdicate. Why do you still care about these things?" Long Mohan comforted him softly. Although he still had a smile on his face, there was a hint of sadness in his smile.

"It's not that Yizhen cares about status, but she's worried that our prince will be looked down upon. Your Majesty, why can't you wait until Yizhen is pregnant with your child, so that your real offspring can inherit the throne? Why did you decide to pass the throne to Kang Xiaorong? Don't you love Yizhen and our child?"

"It is precisely because of love that I cannot bear to let him suffer the same anger as I did. With the passing of the Queen Mother, the Kang family is becoming more and more powerful. How can I pass on the precarious throne to my descendants? It is better for him to be an ordinary person and live a plain life."

Ever since he contracted the disease, the affairs of state have been entrusted to the general, causing the Kang family to become more and more powerful, so powerful that Long Mohan dared not compete with them.

The weakness and concession in Long Mohan's words made Yizhen even more unwilling. She grabbed Long Mohan and asked, "Is this what you really think?"

Long Mohan nodded.

"No." Yizhen subconsciously tightened her fingers and almost tore Long Mohan's sleeves, "Your Majesty, you must listen to me..."

Strangely enough, the light in the room dimmed in an instant, as if it was done deliberately to create an atmosphere of horror.

In the dim light, Yizhen's eyes sparkled as she stared at Long Mohan without blinking.

Under the gaze of this strange gaze, Long Mohan felt a chill running down his spine, and his entire body felt as if it had been frozen into ice. For some reason, his consciousness suddenly became a little blurry, and the only thing left in his sight was Yizhen's determined expression, and the only thing left in his ears was Yizhen's words "You must listen to me", which kept roaring in his ears.

Long Mohan seemed to be in a dream, his consciousness was controlled by Yizhen and he had no control over it.

"Your Majesty, you must not abdicate. Who is Kang Qingyuan? You are the emperor, how can you be controlled by a lowly minister? Doesn't Kang Qingyuan command his own troops? The world is peaceful now, and it is useless to keep troops. It is better to let him reduce the army and use the military funds to move the palace." After the collapse of the Road of Life and Death, the entire palace was severely damaged. It would cost a lot of money to repair it or move the palace.

"I'm afraid it will annoy him." Long Mohan sighed. In front of Kang Qingyuan, he always seemed a little servile.

"In the face of disaster, the overall situation should be given priority. If he refuses to obey, how can he gain the trust of the emperor and the people? Your Majesty, just do as I say!" As soon as the words fell, the light in the room dimmed again, and Yizhen's gaze became even deeper.

Long Mohan couldn't look away from her. Like a controlled puppet, he stared at her blankly without any reaction.

Seeing this, Xiaoxue outside the window was a little anxious. As a rabbit demon, she had already sensed a strange demonic aura coming from Yizhen, and thought to herself: This Concubine Su Cong is either a demon or possessed by a demon. Will she harm the emperor?

Thinking of this, Xiaoxue could no longer sit back and watch, and suddenly slammed her head into the window!

A loud "bang" interrupted the staring between Yizhen and Long Mohan. They both turned around and looked towards the window where the unusual noise came from.

It happened in a flash. Before they could see clearly, a black shadow rushed in front of them at lightning speed.

Yizhen screamed, stood up subconsciously and tried to run away.

But the dark shadow rushed behind her at lightning speed, blocking her retreat.

With nowhere to retreat, Yizhen was almost knocked down by the shadow and subconsciously fell towards Long Mohan. In the crisis, Long Mohan bravely pulled Yizhen behind him to protect her, and grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it at the shadow.

With a crisp sound, the teacup broke into pieces.

But the black shadow was like a ball of gas, without substance. The teacup smashed down, but it didn't hurt the black shadow at all. Instead, it spread out, becoming even bigger, spreading out in the air like a huge net, and pounced on Yizhen and Long Mohan.

"Someone come! Someone come!" Yizhen shouted anxiously, her voice hoarse due to nervousness.

Her legs were so stiff that she couldn't even lift them, let alone run away. Although Long Mohan was able to move his legs, he couldn't bear to leave Yizhen and run away alone. He tried his best to pull Yizhen out, but Yizhen didn't move at all, as if she was nailed to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, they had missed the last chance to escape.

The black shadow in the air turned into a huge palm and grabbed Yizhen's neck.

Just as he was about to touch Yizhen, she screamed in fear and almost fainted.

But at this moment, a faint white light emanated from Yizhen's body.

The white light was like a sharp sword, meeting the attack of the black shadow and struggling to drive it away.

Yizhen, who was so frightened that she was at a loss, did not notice the white light on her body. She just grabbed Long Mohan's clothes tightly, buried her head in his arms, and sought his protection.

Long Mohan subconsciously hugged Yizhen's trembling body, his pupils widening in the dim light.

Although the white light on Yizhen's body was not bright, it was particularly dazzling compared to the black shadow that attacked them.