"Speak. What's the trouble?" Jiang Lan prompted, his expression relaxed.
But Emperor Xia could clearly sense his tone had grown much more distant and formal, a far cry from the casual, teasing manner he'd used just moments ago.
Her hands clenched unconsciously. A sudden wave of irritation washed over her. She didn't understand why Jiang Lan's abrupt change in attitude was making her so upset.
"Shortly after morning court ended, your father, Jiang Lintian, came to the hall with a secret letter. It contained evidence of the Blood Immortal Sect goading him into conflict with me. On top of that, it also informed him that the Dragon-Suppressing Seal was lost and is now in the hands of the Blood Immortal Sect."
"The Prime Minister is using this as leverage to threaten me, forcing me to…"
Emperor Xia took a deep breath, collecting herself, and began her explanation. But when she reached that point, she suddenly stopped, finding the words difficult to say.
