At the beginning of May of the 23rd year of Xuanwei, the third prince Yan Qingxuan entered Beijing with the Shenwu army under his command, and then, the entire Yan entered a state of martial law until the ninth day, that is, until May 15, the resistance in the palace gradually subsided, martial law was lifted, and the ministers were escorted into the palace by the sergeants.

Martial law has not yet been lifted, and everyone already knows that Yan has changed!

Tai Chi Palace, Yan Qingxuan looked at the throne that he could only look up to, and a flash of desire flashed in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by pride - Yan Guo will become stronger and stronger in my hands until Yan Guo becomes a titled empire!

This is my father's ambition, and it will also be my Yan Qingxuan's ambition!

He Yan Qingxuan can sit on the throne of the throne, and the eldest brother Yan Qingdi who is far away in the Heavenly Sword Sect can also sit on it, but the second brother Yan Qingcheng, who is so frightened that his face is pale and his eyes are dull, cannot sit in this position that makes thousands of people look up, and Yan Guo cannot fall into the hands of such an unenterprising person.

Even if his father passed on the throne, he Yan Qingxuan would not agree!

The Yan Kingdom needs an ambitious monarch, not a monarch who is guarded, so although the second brother is determined by his father, he Yan Qingxuan will not admit it.

"Take the second prince down, and the rest of the people quickly clean up the rebel forbidden army!"

Yan Qingxuan waved his hand, and several soldiers of the Shenwu Army immediately swept away Yan Qingcheng, who was full of pale faces, Yan Qingcheng didn't even struggle, obviously frightened by the scene in front of him, and he couldn't find a trace of color in his eyes.

How could he have thought that the third child, Yan Qingxuan, would have such courage to launch a palace change and forcibly seize the throne, and his father is still there!

He seemed to have forgotten that his father was terminally ill and groggy at the moment, he was recuperating in Zihua Palace at that time, and he had been ignoring political affairs for a long time, so the old emperor had no deterrent, how could he stop Yan Qingxuan's ambition?

Yan Qingcheng was taken away, and Yan Qingxuan slowly walked towards the throne.

Finally, it's getting closer to the throne!

Yan Qingxuan's heart was stirring, how many times he had fantasized about sitting on the throne, but none of them were as real as this time, he finally had the capital to display his ambitions!

Father, don't blame me, my son only wants to inherit your ambitions!

The title empire is too far away for you to achieve, and the retainer will do it for you!

Touching the throne representing the supreme power of the Yan Kingdom, Yan Qingxuan said the ambition in his heart for the first time, and he perfectly inherited the ambition of Yan Huang Yan Furan.

"Your Highness!"

Meng Chen, the deputy commander of the Shenwu Army, hurriedly came to the Taiji Palace, and woke Yan Qingxuan up with a sonorous and powerful 'Your Highness', and before Yan Qingxuan could speak, he had already opened his mouth to ask: "Your Majesty, do you want to ...... there?"

Referring to Emperor Yan, Meng Chen's eyes showed a deep look of jealousy, the awe brought to him by the eloquent Emperor Yan had penetrated into the bone marrow, and then the jealousy in his eyes was resolutely replaced, he had come to this point, even if the old emperor came forward, he could not retreat, he could only push the three princes to sit on the throne of the emperor.

"The ministers are coming, and I can't get out. Yan Qingxuan glanced outside the hall and took a deep breath, "You go for me, you must persuade my father to take the initiative to abdicate to Gu." ”

"The last general commands!"

Meng Chen led the guards to leave and went straight to the Zihua Palace, where Emperor Yan was located.

Not long after Meng Chen left, Emperor Yan's ministers were taken to the Taiji Hall by the sergeants.

As the ministers entered the hall, they didn't give the ministers a chance to speak, Yan Qingxuan fixed his body, standing in front of the throne, the sword in his hand bloomed with a terrifying cold light, "Respect the lone as the emperor, you can live, and if you don't respect it, die!"

As he spoke, a sword swung out, cutting the imperial case in front of him into two sections, so threatening, all the civil and military officials changed color, but no one spoke.

......

Zihua Palace, the residence of Emperor Yan to recuperate.

"Rebel!"

"You rebel son dare to collude with outsiders to steal the ancestral inheritance!"

Yan Furan slapped his right hand forward fiercely, his body rushed forward, and he sat up suddenly, panting in his mouth, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

On the side of the bed, an old eunuch trembled when he heard this, looked out of the door in great horror, and found that there was no abnormality, so he ran to Yan Furan's side and said fearfully: "Your Majesty is cautious, cautious......"

The old eunuch gently patted Yan Furan on the back, and smoothed the anger in Yan Furan's heart, "Your Majesty, the wall has ears!"

Yan Furan, who had calmed down, was stunned when he heard the old eunuch's words.

Your Majesty?

Don't make a fuss, isn't this the title of the lord of the country in ancient times, how can I be worthy of such a lofty title!

Wrong!

The moment Yan Furan opened his eyes, he finally realized that something was wrong, the antique room where he came into his eyes, the curtains were made of gold wire, and the bed under the seat was made of expensive gilt, whose room was so luxurious?

And the person behind him, who is he?

Besides, aren't you seriously ill and lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital?

Just now, the rebel took the asset transfer contract and forced himself to sign, and he was angry and scolded the rebel a few words, but he was slapped a few times by the rebel.

I was already seriously ill, how could I withstand such a blow.

Yan Furan remembered that he was angry with the rebel and was beaten to death by the rebel, how could he still be alive?

Everything unfamiliar in front of him, as well as the vague memories in his mind, suddenly made Yan Furan's mind a mess.

Boom!

I don't know how long it took, the palace gate of the dormitory was suddenly forcibly knocked open, and a team of sergeants rushed in with spears in their hands, scaring the old eunuch behind Yan Furan to the point of trembling, but he still had the courage to shout at the sergeant who rushed in: "Bold, dare to trespass into Your Majesty's dormitory and disturb Your Majesty!"

Yan Furan also woke up from the nightmare, and he finally accepted the fact that he was reborn.

During this period of confusion, he also digested the memories of his predecessor and knew his current identity: Emperor Yan.

But......

When his gaze swept over the sergeant who rushed in, his eyes flashed with a touch of bitterness, in his previous life, he was calculated by his righteous son who was regarded as his own, took away the century-old inheritance of his Yan family, and was even beaten to death in the hospital by that disobedient son.

Now, the owner of this body has not escaped such a fate, fusing the memories of his predecessor, how can he not know that his youngest son has also staged a Xuanwumen change for himself!

Yan Furan smiled bitterly, he caught up with the wave of crossing, and he was still his emperor, but before he had covered the emperor's throne, he was usurped by his youngest son, and the three thousand beauties in the harem had not touched it, and since then it has belonged to his youngest son, this is really a bad fate!

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for becoming the Emperor and successfully unlocking the Supreme Emperor system!"

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded in Yan Furan's mind, but it was the civil and military officials of the Taiji Hall who did not withstand the pressure of Yan Qingxuan, and respected Yan Qingxuan as the Emperor of Yan, and then Yan Qingxuan called the emperor without Yan Furan's consent, changed the year name to Dongji, and respected Yan Furan as the emperor.

System, do you think I'm not miserable enough, so let me cross over and become the emperor, just to make me feel the taste of being successfully usurped by my own son?

Hearing the crisp voice in his head, Yan Furan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and secretly said in his heart Sure enough, he is too emperor, and he must have been usurped by that little son!

Wrong!

Yan Furan's heart was shocked, he came back to his senses, and his attention was on the system.

Here it is, this is the welfare of the traversal - the system?

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for successfully opening the Supreme Emperor system, and automatically get the system novice rewards: a top-grade marrow cleansing pill, a top-grade gathering spirit pill, and a yellow-level martial arts sword drawing technique!"

"Ding!"

"The system automatically administers the best marrow cleansing pill for the host. ”

"By default, the host automatically fuses sword drawing techniques, and the host successfully learns sword drawing techniques. ”

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for their successful harvesting. ”

"Ding!"

"The host takes the elixir. ”

"Congratulations to the host for breaking through all the entrances, resuming the early stage of cultivation, and breaking through to the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm. ”

The sound of electronic synthesis kept sounding in his head, and Yan Furan was stunned by all kinds of information!

This system is really awesome, and it also comes with automatic medication for the host and learning martial arts!

"Ding!"

"The host opens the first main quest: help the youngest son Yan Qingxuan to sit on the throne, and the mission period is one day!"

"Ding!"

"The host successfully took over the main quest. ”

Yan Furan: "......"

What's the matter, it also comes with automatic tasks for the host?

For the record, I didn't take on this kind of staggering main quest.

Is it good for me to take the throne, that kid usurped the throne, not only did you not punish him, but I also had to help him sit in a stable position?

Listening to the voice from the system in his head, Yan Furan only felt a tightness in his chest, feeling that this was someone else's system, but the mistake was successfully opened on him.

What benefits are someone else's, you dare to say that you are my system?