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Solu Lianshan was reluctant to let go of the throne, but once again, he walked into the resplendent Hall of the Son of Heaven. Everything here was so familiar, yet also so unfamiliar.

He turned around and sat down on the ice-cold throne that was shining with a noble gold color. Even though it was so cold, he still coveted it greatly.

The Hall of Heaven's Son was empty. It was too early for that. The genius had just showed his face, and the officials had not yet gone to court.

He was alone, sitting alone on his throne, his eyes darting greedily over every object in the Hall of the Son of Heaven. The yellow mink coat symbolized a unique and noble identity. The mink coat was embroidered with a dragon horse embroidered on the robe.

"I have finally sat down here again. I will never, ever lose this throne again!"

His hand gripped the armrest of the throne tightly. It was cold to the touch, and the touch of metal made his body shudder slightly.

The Hall of the Emperor was located on the left side of the throne. Surprisingly, there was a seat, a comfortable seat.

Sulu Lianshan's eyes narrowed, his amber pupils exploded with boundless hatred and killing intent. That seat was far from being as gorgeous as his throne, and it was just an ordinary wooden chair covered with embroidered cushions.

There was no inlay of gold and jewels, no Dragon Horse design, so plain and unadorned.

However, that seat was like a sharp thorn that stabbed deeply into the heart of Sulu Lianshan without a trace of obstruction, ruthlessly piercing into the bottom of his heart.

That was Tuoba Fei's seat. The Hall of Heavenly Sons had given him a seat, so he was exempt from the imperial court. Together with Dan Yu, he would receive the worship of all the officials in the hall.

He, Dan Yu of the Western Regions of the Great Moon Branch, was going to call that person "Royal Brother." Even yesterday, he was kneeling at that person's feet, begging for forgiveness.

His hand tightly gripped the armrest as his veins popped. Patience, all he could do was endure.

"Tuoba Fei, there will be a day when I want you to kneel before me and admit your mistake, kowtowing and begging …"

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being high and mighty.

The clear and bright voice sounded. The officials entered the King's Court and entered the Hall of the Son of Heaven, only to find that Yu had already sat on it. They all quickly kneeled down and kowtowed to him.

No matter how he thought about it, no matter how much he despised Dan Yu, he didn't dare to be rude to him in the Emperor's Palace.

The court officials looked at each other and noticed that the position of the Regent, Prince Xian of the Left, was empty.

They were secretly guessing and using their eyes to ask each other questions, but no one knew why Prince Xian of the Left would be absent on the first day of reign alone.

As the gazes of the crowd landed on Tuoba Fei's seat, the hatred in Sulu Lianshan's heart deepened. However, his face revealed a fake smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have been recuperating in the royal court due to a lack of harmony in my body. I have been feeling a little better recently, so I am in charge of the imperial court. I have been working hard for the past few days, and I feel very uneasy."

"Simply, this subject and others shall perform their duties. Simply in violation of the peace between the dragon body, this subject and others shall share the burden."

The officials laughed perfunctorily. No one wanted to start anything. Who didn't know? Who didn't? The only person who could make the decision was Prince Xian of the Left, or even for more than half a year. The court officials were not stupid, so how could they have guessed anything?

Sulu Lianshan was furious, but he could not release it. He had just arrived at the imperial court and would need the help of these people in the future. Only then would he be able to defeat Tuoba Fei.

Tuoba Fei did not appear even after he left the imperial court. Instead, the officials bowed and saluted as they left, leaving Solu Lianshan alone in the Hall of Heavenly Sons to reflect on his actions.

No, there were also a few people who were wandering around the room, slowly leaving the room and wandering around Wang Ting.

Solu Lianshan's eyes lit up. Perhaps these people were already dissatisfied with Tuoba Fei and could become his backup.

He also retreated and returned to his sleeping quarters. Originally, he wanted to invite those who were wandering around the palace, but when he thought of Tuoba Fei, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Tuoba Fei's spies were everywhere in Wang Ting, so he didn't dare to act rashly. He attracted Tuoba Fei's attention, infuriating him.

"Reporting to Shunyu, the imperial physician has come to treat Shunyu alone."

"What do we need from the royal doctors?"

The anger in Sulu Lianshan's heart flared up, but he did not dare to flare up. He looked towards the door only to see a refined person from Central Plains standing outside with his head slightly bent.

The man raised his head and shot him a look, a meaningful smile on his face.

"Who are you?"

"Imperial Physician Ding Zhizhong pays his respects to Solitary Yu."

Ding Zhizhong bowed respectfully.

This person was from the Central Plains. After he diagnosed that Yue Chanjuan was pregnant, he was promoted to the position of Imperial Physician Order by Tuoba Fei. Wasn't he Tuoba Fei's man?

"Come in. My old illness has not completely healed. As the imperial physician of the great family, you must have some ability too. Help me check what's wrong with my pulse."

Ding Zhizhong walked in and Solu Lianshan waved his hand to dismiss the guards.

"This official is the sole successor."

Ding Zhizhong reached out his hand. Sullian stretched out his hand and stared at Ding Zhizhong. There were too many things in that smile and expression just now. He could not understand what this person was trying to do as an imperial physician.

"Yiyu, the weather hasn't been good recently."

Ding Zhizhong said absent-mindedly.

"Oh, what is the change in the weather? I didn't notice. "

"Da Kang has sent out two hundred thousand elite soldiers. The vanguard of the troops is the only son of the Northern Marquis, Qin Tianxiong. He is currently making his way towards the Yumen Gate."

It had been a long time since he had faced the imperial court, so he didn't know anything. Today, when the imperial court was in the middle of the imperial court, the officials didn't say anything, so when Ding Zhizhong heard the news, he couldn't help but be happy. He wanted to find out more information and secrets.

"Did Prince Xian of the Left send you here?"

"This official is the official of the great karma, the only one loyal is the great karma."

Ding Zhizhong's face revealed a haughty expression. He used an impolite gaze to stare at Sulu Lianshan and asked, "Do you want to continue being Prince Xian of the Left's puppet, or do you want to accomplish something big?"

"How dare you sow dissension and say such outrageous words in front of me. Are you sick of living? I will hand you over to Brother Wang so that you will die without a burial ground! "

Solu Lianshan suddenly stood up and glared at Ding Zhizhong.

Ding Zhizhong slowly got up and laughed in a low voice, "The Northern Frontier is in chaos. It is better to cultivate your own forces than to have the best chance. Now that Qin Tienxiong has brought his men here, if you dare not defy Prince Xian of the Left, just hand me over to him. "

"This subject has already contacted Qin Tianxiong, the three hundred thousand elite soldiers, and the assistance of the Northern Marquis. Don't you want to take back what belongs to you?"

Solurian Mountain's breathing suddenly became heavy.