The father and son gathered upstairs, as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
Obeying the summons to the palace, it's absolutely impossible to come back safely.
Defying the order and not going, even after living in fear all these years, Prince Rong's Mansion still doesn't have the power to go against the emperor!
Hearing footsteps coming upstairs, Yang Zhan panicked: "How did the palace find out? How did this news get out?"
Just as he finished speaking, Mrs. Zhang and Fu Zhen came up one after the other. Seeing Fu Zhen, Yang Zhan turned pale: "What are you doing here?!"
Fu Zhen's face darkened: "Of course, I've come to urge you to go to the palace and meet your doom!"
Before Yang Zhan could retaliate, Mrs. Zhang raised a hand to stop him: "Did you really kill the Grand Heir?!"
Yang Zhan's hand trembled, and he stepped back half a step, glanced at Prince Rong, and replied: "How do they all know?"
