The Empress remarried, and I retaliated by wiping out the court.

The State of Yan, Yujing City.

The palace was brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful ribbons, but the main hall was deserted except for the emperor.

Upon witnessing this scene, all the civil and military officials present sighed deeply and began to whisper among themselves:

"Nine empresses are getting married, but the groom isn't Ye Wudao. This is probably the most tragic emperor in the history of our Great Yan!"

"Indeed! Nine powerful ministers staged a coup, and the late emperor died with resentment. As the late emperor's only son, it's a miracle that Ye Wudao is even alive!"

"Tsk! If it weren't for the nine powerful ministers getting caught up in infighting after the late emperor's death, what would Ye Wudao have had to do with it?"

"How pitiful! Our puppet emperor has been cuckolded, and he doesn't dare utter a single word!"

Buzz!

Listening to the officials' discussions, Ye Wudao opened his eyes in confusion.

"The Imperial Palace..."

"A wedding after nine years... How is that possible?"

Could it be that I've traveled through time?

Ye Wudao was originally the commander of a special forces unit on Earth. He had no other hobbies except reading novels.

However, he was killed in action while covering his teammates' retreat.

As a result, when I opened my eyes, I found myself in the body of a person with the same name in the book.

The original owner was the only son of the late Emperor Ye Jian'an, but the late Emperor was killed in a coup d'état by nine powerful ministers!

However, after the late emperor's death, the nine powerful ministers fell into fierce infighting—everyone coveted the throne, and none would yield to the others, bringing the court to the brink of civil war.

At a critical moment, the senior court official Changsun Yuanpei stepped forward to mediate and proposed a compromise:

To preserve the Ye imperial bloodline and appease the people, the emperor established Ye Wudao, the only son of the late emperor, as the new emperor. At the same time, the nine powerful ministers each married a daughter into the palace as empresses, using marriage as a pretext to exert control and share the power of the Great Yan.

"Have I become a puppet emperor, chosen by all parties after weighing the pros and cons?"

"On this grand wedding day, my nine queens, in an attempt to distance themselves from me, have actually married nine male concubines?"

"Even the most miserable emperor in history couldn't be worse than this, right?"

But soon.

Ye Wudao then learned of another piece of news.

"The three border kings are my own uncles, and I actually refused their request to come to the capital to defend the emperor for the sake of that vile woman, Xiao Luan!"

"That's an army of 300,000! Are we just going to give up like that?"

"Would he be willing to be cheated on, willing to be a puppet, for a woman?"

Ye Wudao wished he could slap himself.

That's absolutely awful!

This Xiao Luan is the daughter of Xiao Linyuan, the regent who led the coup. The original owner of this body had been fawning over her for many years, and even after his own father was killed, he was still devoted to Xiao Luan.

just now.

Even though Xiao Luan had married someone else, he was still foolishly in love with her!

Simps don't get houses!

In the book, this puppet emperor is misled by treacherous officials and is controlled by nine powerful ministers, unable to even step out of the palace!

And the root of all this is today's grand wedding!

After today.

The marriage alliances among the nine powerful ministers were a fait accompli, their interests intertwined, while the emperor existed in name only!

In order not to become a puppet emperor.

tonight.

We absolutely cannot allow them to succeed in this marriage!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Upon hearing Ye Wudao's self-talk, all the civil and military officials attending the wedding were so shocked that they knelt on the ground!

The Grand Eunuch Cao, terrified, prostrated himself on the ground: "Your Majesty, please be careful what you say... Empress Xiao now holds absolute power in the harem, and her father is the all-powerful Regent!"

Ye Wudao stared at Cao Ji, the very expert who had been sent to him earlier and was extremely loyal to him.

"Eunuch Cao, my Empress has been colluding with outsiders and engaging in illicit sexual relations within the palace. According to the laws of the Great Yan Dynasty, what is her punishment?"

"this……"

"explain!"

Cao Ji trembled all over, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

"Back...back to Your Majesty."

"The concubines of the inner palace are not allowed to have private dealings with officials outside the palace; if they have affairs with men and confuse the royal bloodline, it is an unforgivable crime."

"At the very least, they will be deposed and demoted to commoners."

"At worst...at worst..."

He dared not continue at this point.

Ye Wudao said calmly:

"Go on...speak!"

Eunuch Cao gritted his teeth and prostrated himself on the ground.

"In severe cases, the offender will be executed by slow slicing and their entire family wiped out!"

These words were spoken.

The faces of all the civil and military officials changed drastically, and they even held their breath.

"What are you still standing there for?"

Ye Wudao coldly shouted, "Gather everyone from the Eastern Depot, follow me!"

"yes!"

Cao Ji immediately gave the order, and thousands of Eastern Depot guards, gripping their black-sheathed longswords, followed behind Ye Wudao.

Zhaoyang Palace.

A young girl with skin as white as mutton fat sat on the eaves. She was petite and exquisite, and quite adorable.

"Giggle giggle..."

"Yunyi, your husband wants to settle accounts with that bitch Xiao Luan!"

Qin Yunyi blushed slightly and lowered her head shyly: "No, I'm only marrying a doll today! Besides, he's clearly your husband, you're the Eighth Empress!"

The pretty young woman's smile froze: "That good-for-nothing is not my husband!"

She shouted at the group of Eastern Depot soldiers below, "Hey! You piece of trash, if you dare slap that bitch Xiao Luan today, I'll take care of the Embroidered Uniform Guard for you! If you behave well, I might give you a chance to pursue me!"

Ye Wudao looked up and saw a little girl dressed in a bright red wedding gown. He asked, "Who is she?"

Cao Ji, who was standing nearby, leaned over and said, "Your Majesty, she is Mo Zhaozhao, the daughter of Mo Jingyu, the Commander-in-Chief of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and also Your Majesty's... Eighth Empress."

Seeing how small and delicate the girl was, Ye Wudao had no interest in playing with her; business was more important.

"I have no interest in little kids!"

After saying that, he walked away without waiting for a reply.

"Eeya ya ya ya..."

Mo Zhaozhao clenched her fists, biting her lip lightly: "He's so awful!"

"So, are you still going to help him?" Qin Yunyi asked.

"Of course we have to help! How can we laugh at that bitch Xiao Luan if we don't?"

"Uncle Pei!"

A man in a red python robe and flying fish attire appeared silently behind Mo Zhaozhao.

"Miss!"

"Go! Follow Ye Wudao. If he dares to attack Xiao Luan, we'll help him. If he doesn't dare, you kill him and frame Xiao Luan."

"Miss, this..."

"Just go because I told you to..."

"yes!"

Ye Wudao and his entourage entered the Phoenix Palace, where most of the powerful officials in the court gathered, clinking glasses and making it seem as if this was the place where the emperor would truly hold his wedding.

A eunuch blocked Ye Wudao's path: "Your Majesty, the Empress has ordered that you are not allowed to enter tonight!"

Ye Wudao sneered, "I am the Emperor, where can't I go?"

The eunuch seemed to have heard a joke: "Your Majesty, wasn't this throne given to you by the Regent? Don't you have any self-awareness...?"

Ye Wudao ordered, "Cao Ji, kill him!"

"yes!"

Cao Ji raised his knife and brought it down.

The eunuch clutched his throat and collapsed in disbelief.

Inside the main hall.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

Xiao Luan, dressed in a bright red wedding gown, was holding a ceremony with Liang Ze, the son of the Prince of Nanling.

"Fuck you!"

Ye Wudao led his men straight in.

Liang Ze frowned: "Useless trash, is this a place you're allowed to come? Get out of here!"

"My lord, this is a trivial matter, I will handle it."

Xiao Luan approached Ye Wudao, her eyes filled with disdain, her tone as if she were giving a trivial order:

"Leave my sight within three breaths, and I will pretend this never happened."

"Snapped!"

Ye Wudao slapped Xiao Luan hard, and her face visibly swelled up.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"you!"

Xiao Luan covered her face, looking at him in disbelief.

Ye Wudao usually obeyed her every word, so why did he dare to hit her today?