In the morning, the Imperial City's streets were crowded with people. No matter if it was out of curiosity, pity, or any other reasons, all of them rushed to the execution ground.
There were many imperial guards dressed in tight armor surrounding the execution ground.
Before Rong Jiu was even brought over, the surroundings were already filled with people and bustling noises.
"Pfft, didn't this Third Prince earn many accolades a few years ago with the Northwest Army? His future was so bright! Who would've thought that he would suddenly become a criminal in the blink of an eye?"
"Accolades… He didn't even leave the Imperial City in the past few months. Isn't it obvious what the one above is thinking? I think the conviction is fake, but the execution is real!"
"But out of the remaining princes, the Third Prince is most suited to be the Crown Prince. Won't it be too cruel to do this…?"
