I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"Wife, why don't you be the emperor?"

Chu Feng's casual words, however, struck like a thunderbolt, resounding in everyone's ears.

Xiao Nihuang's delicate body stiffened abruptly. She stared wide-eyed at Chu Feng in disbelief, her pretty face instantly turning bright red.

"You... what nonsense are you talking about! I... how could I do that?"

She, the mighty female war goddess of the Great Qian Dynasty, could fight on the battlefield and command thousands of troops without batting an eye. But the thought of sitting on that supreme position and ruling the world sent chills down her spine and filled her with panic.

"What's wrong with that?" Chu Feng tightened his grip on her soft body, a playful smile on his lips. "I think you're quite capable."

"I..." Xiao Nihuang was speechless for a moment, and she looked at Chu Tianyuan beside her for help.

Chu Tianyuan laughed heartily, stroking his beard, and said, "Feng'er's suggestion is excellent! Nihuang is a woman of both literary and martial talents, exceptional courage, and a kind heart; she is indeed the best candidate for Empress!"

"This..." Xiao Nihuang frowned, looking at Chu Feng, "You or the Prince should take the role! I really can't!"

"Me?" Chu Feng shook his head, looking disgusted. "Sitting in that chair all day reviewing memorials and arguing with a bunch of old men, how boring. I still prefer to be free."

Chu Tianyuan waved his hand and said, "I'm an old man, I just want to enjoy my retirement. I have no interest in that dragon throne."

Chu Feng pinched Xiao Nihuang's cheek and said softly, "Wife, you have to believe in yourself. You are my woman, Chu Feng's woman. If I say you can do it, you definitely can!"

Those trusting and encouraging eyes stirred ripples in Xiao Nihuang's heart, her blush deepened, and her previously flustered heart miraculously calmed down a bit.

Next, the palace was transformed into a blood-red hell on earth.

Bai Zijun and Zhuge Xuan, relying solely on their superior cultivation, swept through the Imperial Guards and royal retainers.

Then Chu Tianyuan led the Xuanjia Guards directly into the depths of the palace, arriving outside Lu Tianqian's bedroom.

Emperor Lu Tianqian of the Great Qian Dynasty, surrounded by dozens of close bodyguards, looked at Chu Tianyuan, who was walking towards him like a demon god, with a pale face and trembling body. His eyes were filled with endless fear and despair.

"Chu Tianyuan, are you really going to rebel?"

Lu Tianqian roared.

"Originally, this old man only wanted to live out the rest of his life peacefully in this Great Qian Dynasty, but unfortunately, your Lu royal family cannot tolerate my grandson. So don't blame me; tonight you can go and keep your good sons company!"

As soon as Chu Tianyuan finished speaking, he charged forward wielding the Tiger Soul Greatsword.

"Stop him! Stop him for me!" Lu Tianqian roared hysterically.

Although the assassins were also afraid, they still charged towards Chu Tianyuan fearlessly.

However, their courage seemed utterly laughable in the face of absolute power.

Chu Tianyuan slashed out with his sword, instantly beheading all the assassins. Lu Tianqian was about to make a move when he was also beheaded by Hu Po's sword. His head rolled to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.

……

The Eastern Palace.

When news of the battle cries erupting from within the palace reached him, Crown Prince Lu Yuan was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, trembling violently, looking utterly panicked.

"It's over...it's all over..." he kept muttering, his eyes filled with fear.

Su Youwei suppressed her panic, supported him, and gently comforted him, "Your Highness, don't be afraid, perhaps... perhaps there is still a chance."

"A turning point? What turning point could there be!" Lu Yuan grabbed her hand abruptly, as if grasping at a last straw, and stammered, "The Prince of Zhenbei has already stormed the palace. They definitely won't let me go. I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

He kept shaking his head; he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he looked at Su Youwei with shining eyes.

"That's right! Chu Feng! That Chu Feng!"

He said excitedly, "He saved you before, you two...you two must have a good relationship! Besides, doesn't he like women? Youwei, you're so beautiful, he must like you too!"

"You...you go find him now! Go beg him!" Lu Yuan's voice was filled with urgency and pleading. "You'll become his woman, as long as he's happy, as long as he doesn't kill me, I'll do anything you ask!"

Upon hearing this, Su Youwei's body trembled violently.

Looking at her nominal husband, whose face was contorted with fear, she felt only nausea and coldness.

An indescribable sadness and disappointment welled up in my heart.

"Your Highness..." Her voice trembled with despair, "I am your wife."

"So what if he's my wife?!" Lu Yuan, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly flew into a rage. "Do you think I wanted this? If he doesn't survive, you, your father Su Wenyuan, and your entire Su family will all be buried with me!"

His face contorted with rage, he grabbed Su Youwei's shoulders and shook her violently, roaring in a hoarse voice, "Are you going or not? Go beg him! If you satisfy him, we can all live! Go now!"

……

The next morning, as dawn broke.

The entire capital city had been completely transformed.

The council hall of the Prince of Zhenbei's residence.

"Reporting to our master! The four gates of the capital and all the major roads have been taken over by our Zhenbei Army!" The four legion commanders knelt on one knee in unison, their voices booming.

"Reporting to the master, all members of the Lu royal family within the palace, except for the Empress, the Crown Princess, and the Crown Prince, totaling over 3,700 people, have been executed!" Bai Zijun appeared, his voice as cold as ever.

Chu Tianyuan sat in the main seat, looking at his grandson who sat calmly to one side. Filled with emotion, he asked, "Feng'er, what are your plans for the next step?"

"Summon all officials to court," Chu Feng said calmly.

An hour later, in the Imperial Palace, at the Golden Palace.

The civil and military officials gathered here, whispering among themselves, their faces filled with surprise and unease.

Just then, Chu Feng, dressed in a black robe, slowly entered the main hall, accompanied by Xiao Nihuang, who was dressed in military attire and exuded a heroic aura, as well as Chu Tianyuan and Duke Xiao, who was also dressed in armor.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Chu Feng walked straight up the imperial steps and, with an air of grandeur, sat on the dragon throne that symbolized supreme imperial power.

"How dare you!"

"Chu Feng! How dare you presume to sit on the dragon throne!"

An elderly minister with white hair and beard immediately stood up, pointed at Chu Feng, and angrily rebuked him.

Chu Feng glanced at him, picked at his ear, and spoke softly but clearly to everyone: "Emperor Lu Tianqian has been killed by my men. The retired Emperor Lu Changxiong is also dead. Last night, the entire Lu royal family was wiped out by my bloodbath."

These words caused an uproar among the court officials!

Everyone was stunned by this earth-shattering news.

"The Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion! You...you have actually committed treason!" another official loyal to the royal family roared in grief and indignation.

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng sneered: "Treason? Back then, when his ancestor Lu Zhenshan betrayed the Dayong Dynasty, raised an army in rebellion, and founded the Great Qian Dynasty, why didn't anyone call him a traitor?"

"If the Lu family can rebel, why can't my Chu family?"

These questions left the official speechless, his face turning a deep purplish-red.

Just then, Prime Minister Su Wenyuan, who was ranked first among all officials, suddenly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Chu Feng.

"This old minister believes that the Lu Dynasty is tyrannical and perverse, and has long lost the hearts of the people. The Crown Prince of Chu is in accordance with Heaven's will and the people's will, and has rid the people of this scourge; he is the one destined by Heaven! This old minister humbly requests that the Crown Prince ascend the throne and establish a new dynasty!"

These words caused another uproar among the officials, who all turned their gazes toward the current prime minister.

Chu Feng looked at Su Wenyuan, a playful smile playing on his lips. This old fox, he certainly knows when to back down.

"As for me, forget it." Chu Feng waved his hand. "Let my wife sit on this throne."

As he spoke, he stood up directly from the dragon throne and pressed the still somewhat dazed Xiao Nihuang back onto the throne.

"You can discuss the rest yourselves."

After saying this, Chu Feng ignored the civil and military officials who were now completely petrified and turned to leave the Golden Palace.

He went straight to the East Palace.