"Your Highness?" Xiao Jue was surprised. He was the one who killed the person, and he should be held responsible for this.

Xiao Zhixing smiled coldly, "Perfect, I need something to intimidate those demons and monsters."

During the days she was in a coma, undercurrents were swirling in Shengjing City. In addition to foreign spies, some people in the capital were also taking advantage of the chaos to spread various rumors.

For example, members of the Zhao clan, and some die-hards who oppose women ascending to the throne.

Now, she is on the verge of becoming the crown prince without any opposition.

The sealed-back head can be put to good use one last time.

Not long after, Xiao Zhixing brought Xiao Jue and Feng Hui's head into the palace.

Wherever he went, everyone bowed their heads.

Especially that bloody head, it was too gruesome to look at.

In the Gansheng Hall, Zhao Yunqi sat on the throne, his face pale and sickly. He had been in poor spirits ever since he fainted that day.

I was drowsy listening to their idle chatter and almost fell asleep. The officials below were also daydreaming.

"Prince Yuansheng has arrived!"

Suddenly, the eunuch's loud announcement woke everyone up like a thunderclap.

The ministers in the hall turned and stared at the door in disbelief.

A familiar figure strode in against the light.

Thump thump.

Wherever she went, the ministers knelt down involuntarily.

Bai Fengmei and the others were already in tears, unable to contain their excitement.

Zhao Yunqi stood up, his eyes brightening as he watched her approach, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Only Feng Liyan, upon seeing the head she was carrying, went completely blank. "Hui'er?!"

The sharp roar brought everyone back to their senses, and different people reacted with different expressions.

After noticing the head still dripping blood in her hand.

Who did she kill? No wonder she's so murderous.