The Emperor's every word carried a tone of heartbreak. Pei Zhan and Liang Chen, who remained in the grand hall, couldn't help but feel a heaviness in their hearts.
The two said, "Please, Your Majesty, take care."
The Emperor took a deep breath, but said nothing.
Instead, it was the Empress who lifted her head upon hearing this, looking at the two in front of her. "Do you have anything else to say? Before they arrive, the Emperor and I should know everything that we need to know."
Pei Zhan pondered for a moment, then said, "Although Prince Rong and his son's methods are indeed cruel, there are a few doubts. There are indeed some aspects I find puzzling."
"Speak," she said.
