Wu Zheng pointed at Lin Yuan and continued:
"Back then, Si Yuanwu repeatedly reported to the Emperor, directly criticizing the Empress for interfering in politics, saying the West Imperial Dynasty couldn't continue to be under the control of the Immortal Flying Pavilion."
"The Empress then had Si Mingcheng steal Si Yuanwu's seal and, imitating Si Yuanwu's handwriting, forged letters of communication between the Si Family and the Three Great Demon Sects!"
"I know the Si Family was wronged, but I had no way out!"
"Back then, my elder brother was the Crown Prince, and he was killed by her. What could I do?"
Lin Yuan looked at Wu Zheng in disbelief: "Emperor?"
Wu Zheng did not dare to meet Lin Yuan's eyes, yet felt a tight grip on his neck. He quickly shouted:
"Empress, you've done wrong, and you can't hide it any longer. Just admit it!"
Lin Yuan's face paled slightly, her gaze growing colder.
Si Minglan kicked at the back of Wu Zheng's knees, forcing him to kneel.
