The prison was quiet. The candlelight danced, illuminating the old prince's face, which alternated between green and white.
The old prince felt bitter. At that time, he only wanted to quickly reveal Shangguan Pu's crimes and plead for mercy for him. How could he have paid so much attention?
By the time he realized that something was wrong, it was already too late. The person hiding in the dark knocked him out without giving him a chance to call for help.
When he woke up again, he was holding a dagger covered in blood. He heard Shangguan Pu calling for the imperial physician.
Not far from him, the emperor was lying in a pool of blood.
Right on the heels of that, he was charged with assassinating the emperor. No matter how much he complained, no one listened.
He felt wronged too.
He was not only aggrieved, he was also furious. He had done so much for Lord Jing, but Lord Jing was the first to attack him.
