Qiao Yu's glaring eyes were deep, carrying an unfathomable determination and murderous intent: "Today, the words spoken by the Royal Hall were powerful, hiding needles within the silk; it seems it was a premeditated plan."
"Returning to the court today, I haven't seen the Crown Prince in years. Yet, the Royal Hall can cooperate with His Highness so seamlessly, huh..."
Saying this, he turned his gaze to Ying Xiu, squinting his eyes: "I did not know, before His Highness returned secretly to court, when did he secretly meet with the Royal Hall."
"I do not understand what Qiao Yu of the Royal Hall is saying."
Ying Xiu nodded slightly, sweeping his gaze over the individuals in the hall with varied expressions, and solemnly said: "But today, in front of the National Governance Hall, I dare ask all of you, in your hearts, is my mother, Empress Houtu, truly still suitable to continue being the ruler of the Central Netherworld?"
