Zong Zhengchen said lightly: "You just don't want to go to the fiefdom, but you are still being stubborn. You clearly promised it before."

"I!"

King Feng choked to death.

Yes, he did want to use Yao'er's death to drive Zong Zhengchen to his fiefdom, but he ended up shooting himself in the foot.

But he was not the murderer who killed Yaoer.

He suspected that it was King Chen who did this, and that King Chen deliberately led him into a trap and staged a big drama with the purpose of driving him to his fiefdom.

right!

Makes sense!

At this point, he no longer concealed the truth and rushed to Zong Zhengchen, pointed at him, and said directly:

"You were the one wearing a cloak in the alley not far from the Imperial Palace yesterday! You gave me the manuscript of Qin Ye's poems and deliberately asked me to copy her handwriting, compile it into a prescription, and throw it into Zuimeng Tower!"

"Then expose me and let me take the blame!"

"Zong Zhengchen, you are so ruthless. You staged such a big drama, killing Yao'er and getting rid of me at the same time. You kill two birds with one stone. You have such a sinister mind!" He gritted his teeth and angrily accused, throwing a piece of rice paper to the ground.

Swish!

Qin Ye picked it up and saw some sentences and poems written on the paper. They were the ones she used to practice and pass the time when she was free and bored.

How could the things placed in her room be in King Feng's hands?

From what King Feng said, it seemed that someone had stolen the paper she had written on and gave it to King Feng, tempting King Feng to put the blame on her, which caused a dispute between King Feng and King Chen.

"It wasn't King Chen who did it," she said in a deep voice, "the murderer is someone else!"

When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits.

No matter what happens between King Feng and King Chen, no matter who wins or loses, it will be beneficial to the murderer!

"It's him!" King Feng admitted, "He once threatened me to go to the fiefdom, otherwise he would force me to do it!"

Qin Ye didn't know about this, but hearing King Feng's aggressive tone, did he think he was right?

She sneered, "If you hadn't sent someone to assassinate us, would King Chen do this?"

emperor:"??"

Assassination?

"Although I sent people, they didn't hurt you."

"What if I get hurt by you? Do I have to get hurt to be considered guilty? Your Highness King Feng's words are really funny. Yao'er is dead, and you are biting us and not letting go, but our self-protection behavior is wrong?"

"you!"

What a sharp mouth!

"Anyway, King Chen has nothing to do with this matter. He did it!"

"You forged this prescription. The evidence has already proven it. Do you still want to quibble?"

"It's not me!"

The two started arguing.

The emperor slammed the table and suddenly asked, "Second Brother, did you really send someone to strangle Prince Chen?"

King Feng's heart tightened, "Father, I...I..."

The emperor looked at him hesitatingly and understood something. The light in his eyes gradually faded and turned into disappointment.

Once upon a time, in order to gain the throne, he was deserted by his friends and relatives and used all means necessary.

He doesn't want his children to follow his old path, but things are developing in an uncontrollable direction. Is it necessary to go through bloody storms, brothers fighting each other, and life-and-death struggles before a new king can be chosen?

He was the one who forged the prescription that framed King Chen, and he also sent assassins to harm King Chen. Now that things have come to this, what else does King Feng have to explain?

The emperor was disappointed. "Since you two brothers are so at odds, then don't be together. Second brother, you... go back to your own fiefdom."

"Father?!"

King Feng's eyes widened and his whole body trembled.

After three to five years in this fiefdom, his right to ascend the throne will be completely cut off, and he can only be an idle prince for the rest of his life.

He doesn't want to go!

The murderer was obviously King Chen, so why was he the one being punished?

This is not fair.

"Father, you are too biased! Yao'er died tragically, and her body is still warm. The child is innocent, but you punish me and let the real murderer go unpunished. Do you really have a clear conscience when you do this?"

"Bastard!" the emperor shouted.

Whether his conscience is clear or not is not up to King Maple to blame or judge.

"What have you done? Don't you know it? I asked you to go to the fiefdom. Is it a mercy or a punishment? Don't you understand?"

"I'm not the murderer! It's not me!! I can go to the fiefdom, but my child cannot die tragically! I must make Zong Zhengchen apologize!" King Feng's voice almost roared out even louder.

"How dare you yell at me!"

"I just wanted to protect my child! I did nothing wrong!"

"Shut up!"

"I don't!"

“That’s enough!”

"not enough!"

"……you!"

In the usually solemn and dignified imperial study, there was now a quarrel. Each voice became more severe than the last, pushing the atmosphere into waves of solemnity.

The eunuchs kept their heads down, not daring to breathe.

Zong Zhengli sat aside, gently stroking the painful wound on his chest, looking at the furious emperor, the mad King Feng, and the cold-faced King Chen. He watched them quarrel and make a mess, and the situation was getting more and more out of control.

He narrowed his eyes, and a cold sneer appeared in his eyes.

Look, mother, the royal family that is envied by the world is nothing but a mess.

They all said that it was their mother who was shameless and climbed onto the dragon bed, but in his eyes, the royal family was only glamorous on the surface, but in reality it was dirty and worthless.