Feng Fuce, who was standing aside, momentarily paused his cold gaze.
He looked towards Bai Zhi'er, his expression somber.
Historian Wang could no longer listen.
He pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, cupping his hands towards Bai Xilie.
"Emperor, although this young girl is small in age, her lies are abundant. Not only that, she harbors such great malice towards the little princess!"
"She recklessly speculates and wants to place the serious crime of poisoning on the head of the little princess."
"In my humble opinion, she clearly bears a grudge. Previously she falsely claimed to be the true princess and failed, now she seizes this opportunity to slander and defame the little princess!"
"Emperor, if such a girl is not severely punished, everyone will think that no matter how noble a princess is, it's the same, any cat or dog could bully her!"
Historian Wang spoke with conviction: "I humbly request the Emperor to sentence her to death!"
