"Y-Your Majesty, what Miss Xiang said is true... The Crown Prince did indeed say those things." Mr. Li dared not conceal the truth.
Fury ignited in the Beili Emperor's heart. 'For a Crown Prince, he speaks with such a lack of discretion! Bragging everywhere about such a trivial matter—how can he ever achieve anything great in the future?'
"The Crown Prince has erred in word and deed. He is sentenced to kneel in the ancestral hall. The Eighth Prince has disregarded palace regulations; he is confined for one month. The Seventh Prince..." The Beili Emperor looked at this son whom he had not seen in over a month, and his resolve wavered slightly.
"Imperial Father." Sang Rui shuffled forward a few times on his knees.
"Guards, return him to the Cold Palace. If he escapes again, have all the guards on watch dragged away and beheaded." The Beili Emperor averted his gaze.
Sang Rui collapsed to the ground, his heart turning to ash as the guards dragged him away.
"Imperial Father, I..."
