My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 510 - 341: I Choose Them All

Zhao Country.

The great elections of the past have always been shrouded in mystery until the very end.

However, the final choice has always been limited to a few of the Prince Regents.

After nearly a year of struggle between the four princes, the final victor turned out to be the Sixth Princess, much to everyone's surprise.

Although the citizens would casually say that the Sixth Princess had the makings of an Empress, they never actually believed that their idle talk would become reality.

Even the vast majority of the courtiers did not foresee this outcome.

The dozens of officials kept their mouths so tightly shut that not a single piece of information was leaked.

All along, everyone thought the highest position was destined for the Fourth Prince.

The one who felt the greatest sense of loss was naturally King Sheng.

Two days after the end of the election, the once-bustling King Sheng Mansion became desolate.

The throngs of guests and strategists left, not one remaining.

The sycophantic nobles and officials who fawned over them in the past no longer visited.

Inside a secluded hall of the King Sheng Mansion, King Sheng sat on a large chair, gazing dazedly into empty space.

An old servant knelt before him, pleading, "Your Highness, please eat something. You haven't eaten in two days. If this continues, your health will deteriorate..."

King Sheng did not speak, nor did his face show any expression, resembling a lifeless wooden sculpture.

The old servant continued, "Your Highness, it's over. Please don't dwell on it. Even if you lost, you are still a prince of the realm. The Emperor is your blood sister. Your status remains more noble than that of the other princes..."

"Leave,"

King Sheng finally spoke, his voice hoarse and devoid of emotion.

The old servant sighed and reluctantly withdrew.

Upon exiting the hall and seeing the empty mansion, a sense of the fickleness of human relationships surged in his heart.

Within the hall, King Sheng's fist suddenly clenched tightly.

If there had never been hope, there would not be despair.

He had never dreamed of ascending to that position. Even in defeat, he would have had no regrets.

But he had been so close, so close to achieving it!

She had personally given him hope, only to destroy it with her own hands.

Never had he imagined that his own sister would betray him!

At this moment, a ghostly voice suddenly reached his ears,

"Are you unwilling?"

King Sheng's body shuddered as he warily looked towards a corner of the hall.

From the darkness, a figure slowly emerged, covered in a black robe save for a pair of eyes that gazed at King Sheng, speaking again, "Are you really willing to accept this defeat, Your Highness?"

King Sheng stood, eyeing him warily, "Who are you? How did you get in? What do you want?"

The figure spoke slowly, "Who I am is not important. How I got in is not important. What matters is, Your Highness, I am here to help you."

In the past, if a mysterious person had intruded into the mansion, he would have shouted for help.

But in this moment, King Sheng had no desire to call for help. He sat back down, leaning against the chair, "Help me? The outcome is decided. What good is helping a defeated prince?"

The figure in black shook his head, "The outcome decided? Not necessarily..."

King Sheng sneered coldly, "The election is over. Can you overturn the result?"

The figure in black replied slowly, "While the election result cannot be overturned, what if there were another election? Wouldn't Your Highness have another chance?"

King Sheng looked at him again.

The figure in black continued, "The last path lies before you, Your Highness. How will you choose?"

...

Princess Mansion.

Li Nuo had not seen the Sixth Princess since she was summoned to the palace two days ago.

However, he was not worried about any mishap occurring in the palace.

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On the day the election ended, the old Emperor of Zhao issued a decree, declaring to the world that in ten days, he would hold the succession ceremony to formally pass the throne to Princess Zhaoyang.

This meant that a hundred years after the Holy Emperor, Zhao Country was about to have its second Empress.

Ten days was indeed a tight schedule for preparing the succession ceremony.

During this time, she would undoubtedly be extremely busy.

At this moment, in the courtyard of the Princess Mansion, a middle-aged official almost begged Li Nuo, "Lord Li, I beg you, please give me a definitive answer about when you will return to Daxia, so I can report to the court. Otherwise, I will be reprimanded by the court upon my return..."

In name, he was the chief officer of the Daxia delegation, and Li Nuo was supposed to follow all his directives.

But he didn't dare exercise his authority over him.

Despite several orders issued by the three provinces, Li Nuo ignored them completely.

The soon-to-be Empress of Zhao was rumored to have pledged herself to him, and it was he who had supported her rise. If he stayed in Zhao, he would be second only to the Empress.

In fact, many times, he might even be above her.

From now on, Daxia officials in Zhao would have to rely on his favor.

Failing to pressure him, they began to create difficulties for the innocent. To avoid implicating others, Li Nuo thought for a moment and said, "A month. At the latest, I will set out for Daxia in a month..."

The Daxia official thanked him profusely and left.

A moment later, several figures entered the courtyard again.

Zhao Zhiyi had changed into an outfit Li Nuo had never seen before.