Chengqian Palace.
As the Martial Saint Spirit Body vanished, the tense atmosphere within Chengqian Palace gradually returned to normal.
At this moment, Ji Mingyuan was left desolate, and with Ji Minghao's wave, he was supported by two members of the Golden Armor Forbidden Army as he withdrew in despair.
He knew that his imperial dreams were completely shattered, and what awaited him might be a long period of imprisonment or a cup of poisoned wine under the night's cover.
As thoughts flickered in his mind, he looked toward the Eighth Prince, Ji Minghao, with hope in his eyes.
At this moment, Ji Minghao took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the agitation in his heart, and walked toward Jiang Ning.
Then with a solemn bow, he said, "Brother Jiang, today's grace, Minghao will never forget!"
Jiang Ning smiled, "The Holy Emperor should now refer to himself as 'We'.
