Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 1220: You Are Mistaken

The ministers inside the great hall were already panicking, and for a moment, dared not move; Prince Liang laughed heartily, "Today, this prince shall capture you, the patricidal traitor, and avenge our father."

Following that declaration, another troop of soldiers entered.

The Crown Prince glared at Prince Liang, "You dare, you traitor."

Prince Liang snorted, "The palace gates are already in my hands. Today, I shall take down you, the patricidal traitor."

Prince Qi and Prince Chu exchanged glances, already drawing the soft swords from their waists to protect the Crown Prince.

Prince Liang was infuriated; being brothers, only he had been so thoroughly schemed against by the Crown Prince that nothing was left of him.

Zhang Yang stepped back several steps, his eyes wild, "Let them fight, let the battle commence."

Inside the great hall, it was unclear who struck first, but a fight quickly ensued. Zhou Shuren cursed in Mandarin, "They are really fighting, blade against flesh; this isn’t an act, the soldiers on both sides are truly battling each other."

Inside the great hall, there was nowhere to hide, creating a dangerous situation with real risk of accidental injuries.

Zhou Shuren, pulling Xiao Qing along, quickly ran behind a pillar; Zhou Shuren was extremely tense, now the hall was too chaotic.

Zhou Shuren no longer had the mind to watch the Crown Prince and the others, his eyes widened at the sight of a blade striking the pillar, quickly pulling Mr. Xiao to crouch down.

Xiao Qing clutched his chest, feeling old, almost fainting in fright.

Zhou Shuren felt someone bump his behind, almost causing him to fall, his nerves taut as he turned to see Wong Ju and the elder Mr. Wong also crouching down.

Wong Ju’s face was pale, "I didn’t do it on purpose."

He hadn’t restrained his strength, having crouched down too hastily.

Zhou Shuren looked at the several ministers who had gathered around; well, all civil officials, not a single military general among them, their combat value was not just zero, but negative; he took a deep breath, "Where’s Li Zhao!"

Looking around, Zhou Shuren was a bit dazed; he had just seen Mr. Li, and now he was nowhere to be seen; he couldn’t have died, could he?

With a bang, a soldier fell to the ground, blood gushing from his neck, his head slightly askew.

Zhou Shuren, "...."

This was somewhat intense!

Zhou Shuren shakily grabbed the soldier’s knife, gaining a little bit of security, which was practically useless.

At the Zhou residence, Zhulan had already received news from the palace direction; the palace had been surrounded, today being the grand court assembly, with all civil and military officials inside.

Zhulan gripped her hands tightly; though far, she seemed to hear the sounds of battle.

All the masters of the Zhou family had gathered in the main courtyard; out of the women, only Lady Li could remain somewhat calm, the household had only the eldest Zhou at home.

Zhao covered her belly, hands tightly clasped, worried about her husband.

Su Xuan paced frantically, her husband’s martial skills were too poor.

Yu Dang had not gone to the palace today and sat motionless with his eyes closed.

Mingyun, being the eldest grandson, stood outside the room with Shen Xing, while Ming Teng, increasingly resembling a young Mr. Hou, had led people from the Hou Residence to patrol within the residence.

Zhulan thought of Buddha in distress, truly vexing.

Xue Mei, having never experienced anything like this, was already scared stiff; if not for her sister supporting her, she might have fainted.

Yushuang and a few others also silently took their seats, time now being the hardest to endure.

Inside the palace, Prince Qi and Prince Chu, holding swords, suddenly could not grip their swords; both turned pale, clutching their chests, suddenly coughing up blood.

At that moment, a eunuch ran in and said to Zhang Yang, "Your Highness, the poison from the Royal Residence has taken effect."

Zhang Yang hooked the corner of his mouth, "What of the Grandson?"

"All have been poisoned."

Zhang Yang kept repeating how good it was, laughing heartily. The sound was abrupt, causing Prince Liang’s gaze to shift.

Zhang Yang looked at the grand hall, then at Princes Qi and Chu, whose poison was manifesting, and finally, his gaze landed on the Crown Prince. Sadly, the Crown Prince had no chance of being poisoned within the Palace.

The Crown Prince glared at Prince Liang and Zhang Yang, "You poisoned us."

Prince Liang did not speak, but Zhang Yang stepped forward, "Not just Prince Qi and Prince Chu. These princes are strong and can last longer. Some grandsons are probably already dead. How pitiful!"

Prince Qi’s eyes turned red. Although the poisoning was fake, he almost wished he could flay Zhang Yang.

The Crown Prince exclaimed, "You, my own brother, are siding with Prince Liang!"

Zhang Yang laughed heartily, "The Crown Prince is lofty and high; how could you ever consider someone as foolish as me a brother? Besides, I do not have a sibling who would kill his own father. By the way, you’re in the Palace and probably unaware of your household’s situation. Let me kindly inform you, no one in the Crown Prince’s residence is likely still alive."

Furious, the Crown Prince exclaimed, "How dare you?"

Zhang Yang felt extremely pleased, "Victory belongs to the king, and defeat to the vanquished."

Murderous thoughts swirled in Prince Liang’s mind as he squinted his eyes, "You kept this from me."

Zhang Yang replied, "I didn’t want to distract you, brother."

Prince Liang gripped his sword just as a guard beside the Crown Prince suddenly swung his sword at him. The Crown Prince swiftly turned around.

Zhang Yang’s eyes widened as he saw the Crown Prince fighting with the guard. It was unexpected; the Crown Prince’s martial art skills were so high.

Zhou Shuren retreated step by step with a knife in his hand until they reached the corner of the grand hall. Clutching his knife tightly, he did not stop slashing wildly.

Wong Ju asked, "Why are you slashing if there’s no one in front?"

Zhou Shuren was venting his tension; he felt like slashing and even screaming. This was truly thrilling; everywhere was blood. In TV dramas, he might critique the acting as unrealistic, but now, this was a life-threatening reality!

Suddenly, he heard Prince Qi’s shout, giving Zhou Shuren a start, and he almost dropped his knife. Looking over, he saw Prince Liang clutching his chest, falling to the ground. Prince Liang spat out a mouthful of blood as Zhang Yang held the blood-stained dagger that had stabbed Prince Liang from behind.

Zhang Yang was about to stab Prince Liang again when Prince Qi’s sword flew at him. Zhang Yang, that useless man, even though he dodged, still got slashed in the arm.

Prince Liang got a chance to breathe and was quickly shielded by his personal guards.

Zhang Yang, holding his arm with a sullen face, muttered, "Such deep brotherly love, huh. It’s a pity, dear second brother loves deeply, but the fourth brother wants his life."

The atmospheric pressure around the Crown Prince was extremely low. He had calculated everything but missed the fact that Zhang Yang would personally strike, and even stab his own brother in the back.

At that moment, Zhang Yang, laughing crazily, exclaimed, "Stop hiding, come out and face us."

As he spoke, another group rushed in, their backs carrying arrows, aiming at those inside the grand hall. Some arrows were even equipped with bamboo tubes.

Zhou Shuren exclaimed, "!!"

Fire, gunpowder, he screamed internally. His soft armor was useless!

The Crown Prince coldly watched as a figure emerged from behind Zhang Yang. Gu Ren was bold; he thought Gu Ren would wait until the end to enter the Palace, but he had come so early.

Gu Ren removed his mask, "I heard the Crown Prince has been looking for me."

The Crown Prince said, "Gu Ren."

But Gu Ren shook his head, "No, no, I am not surnamed Gu, I am surnamed Zhang. Gu is my grandmother’s surname. It turns out we are the closest kin to the royal family."

The collected ministers were stunned. The situation had exploded. It was supposed to be between Prince Liang and the Crown Prince, yet Prince Liang was stabbed by the fifth prince. The fifth prince and the Zhangs collaborated; this twist was too much, and their lives were in jeopardy!

Gu Ren looked at the staggering ministers and those hiding outside the hall. As the scent spread, most ministers collapsed to the ground. Gu Ren smilingly said, "It would be better if the ministers stayed still to prevent the poison from spreading too quickly."

Hearing this, Zhou Shuren slowly sat down. Wong Ju’s eyes widened, "When was I poisoned?"

Zhou Shuren knew, he was clear, "I don’t know."

Wong Ju narrowed his eyes, "Your sitting motion is different from mine!"

Zhou Shuren, with a cold face, replied, "You saw wrong."

Wong Ju, "..."