He didn't even have an heir. Even if he had an idea, no one would support him.
"Nonsense. These are all fake. It's impossible for Brother to do this." The old king snatched the letter from South Wind's hand crazily and tore the thin piece of paper into pieces. His eyes were red with anger as he said, "Don't even think about sowing discord here. Let me tell you, not only do I have a son, but my son will also ascend to the throne in the future and sit in the supreme position of Great Xia."
Shen Yijia pursed her lips. "Tsk tsk, how pitiful. First, you were poisoned by your trusted brother, then you were deceived by your nephew. My hubby told you the truth out of kindness, but you didn't believe him. Now, you're still dreaming. You deserve to be tricked."
