Emperor Jianxi was furious, his chest shaking violently. He stood up, picked up the paperweight on the table, and threw it at Wei Ju, swearing through gnashing teeth, "Beast! You are worse than pigs and dogs!"
Empress Xiaomin and Zhao Ying were standing by, and fearing that Emperor Jianxi would be furious, they hurried to persuade him.
Empress Xiaomin frowned, "Your Majesty, please take care of your health. This kind of person should be skinned alive after interrogation. Why does Your Majesty have to do it yourself?"
Zhao Ying and the two children nodded in sync.
Emperor Jianxi had a stern face and glared coldly at Wei Ju below. Wei Ju saw that his words had worked and successfully angered Emperor Jianxi, so he laughed even more happily, even crying with laughter.
"Hahahaha... Our noble little prince, when he first left his mother, cried day and night. I got annoyed and ordered people to sew his mouth shut. But he ended up crying even harder, sobbing hahahahahahaha..."
"The stitches were ripped open, so I fed him drugs, all kinds of drugs. I wanted to turn him into a venomous person that everyone hated. I tortured him day and night to suppress the hatred in my heart."
"You owe me and Zhen'er this!"
He stared at Queen Hyomin, his eyes bloodshot, "Why are you alive while my Zhen'er is dead!"
"Zhen'er loved your body the most when she was alive, why don't you give it to her!"
Torrential tears streamed down his dirty face. He cried so sadly that it made people feel a chill. He hunched his shoulders and lowered his head.
"If you had given it to her, why would she be so depressed and seek death..."
The Yangxin Palace was completely silent, but not out of sympathy for his grief.
Even when Wei Ju was talking about how to torture the little prince, everyone present was so heavy-hearted that they could not make a sound.
Queen Hyomin's face was pale, with no extra expression on her face. She was crying silently, and it seemed like the tears would never stop flowing.
Emperor Jianxi's eyes were red, and his whole body was shaking, perhaps from anger or pain.
At this moment, as biological parents, we have no thoughts about anything else but loving our own children.
The prince turned his head away reluctantly.
The curve of Wei Fu's mouth became more and more sarcastic. Humph, he is the son of that beast Wei Ju. How ridiculous, a man like Wei Ju is actually worthy of marrying and having children...
The old Duke closed his eyes, filled with regret. He almost had the chance to rescue the little prince back then, but it was his fault due to negligence!
Shangguan Shu remained silent, glancing at Zhao Ying. Zhao Ying was holding the two children in her arms, her ears covered, as if afraid they might be frightened by what she had said. Her brows were drawn back, her face expressionless, yet somehow she looked distraught.
The person involved, Shao Yihui, looked calm and composed.
It was as if Wei Ju had not tortured him back then.
There was a gentle look on his face. The sunlight from outside the hall slanted in, casting a hazy glow all over his body. His face was as handsome as a jade, making him look as beautiful as a god. However, the shadows under his feet were baring their fangs and claws, like evil spirits crawling out of hell.
"Wei Ju, I'm only asking you this once. If you dare to deceive the emperor, I will dig up Wei Zhen's body, grind her bones to dust, and let her rest in peace even in death!"
Emperor Jianxi's voice was as cold as an ice cone.
Upon hearing this, Wei Ju could no longer maintain his crazy smile.
Emperor Jianxi asked, "Where is my son now?"
Everyone present knew the reason why Emperor Jianxi asked Wei Ju first. It was because he was the mastermind. If he confessed, the prince's identity would be more convincing. The replacement of the crown prince was a big deal. If the real third prince was to be worthy of the title and his bloodline was not suspected, solid evidence was necessary to convince all officials and the people of the world.
Wei Ju obviously understood what Emperor Jianxi meant, but even though he understood it, how could he do as Emperor Jianxi wished?
Didn’t you find Shao Yihui and want to restore his identity?
Wei Ju smiled evilly, his eyes glittering with sinister cunning, "He's dead."
Queen Hyomin sneered, "Your Majesty, don't waste your time talking to him. Just skin him alive!"
Shangguan Shu stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have discovered the identity of the Third Prince. He is... the Minister of Revenue, Shao Yihui!"
At this point, the truth finally came to light.
No one looked surprised.
Originally, letting Shao Yihui participate in such an occasion meant something.
As expected...as expected...
Emperor Jianxi looked at Shao Yihui, his eyes complex and sad. He really was his son... No wonder, no wonder he felt strange when he first saw him. He was even carried in at that time, and he even beat him...
Emperor Jianxi was heartbroken and tried hard not to cry. He tried to recall everything he knew about Shao Yihui. Oh, he came to ask for the virtuous king, and he heard that he was the virtuous king's guest. He didn't know whether Shao Yihui knew his life experience. If he knew, how could he bear being driven by the virtuous king? He was obviously the legitimate son of the empress, the real prince!
Raging rage surged in Emperor Jianxi's chest, and he swore to tear the person who harmed his son into pieces!
Zhao Ying raised her eyes and cast a very faint look towards Shao Yihui, which happened to meet Shao Yihui's gaze.
Zhao Ying lowered her eyes upon seeing this, but Shao Yihui's eyes showed coldness.
She was not surprised at all, as she really knew his identity!
He didn't want to think about whether she had guessed it after the incident or had known it for a long time. He inexplicably felt a burning sense of betrayal in his heart, which he had suppressed tightly before, but now, he finally had solid evidence.
He couldn't help but glance at Zhao Cong and Shangguan Shu, and then a cold arc appeared at the corner of his lips.
The most surprised people present were the two children. Shangguan Qiyou widened his eyes, not quite understanding. He vaguely realized that his maternal grandfather and grandmother had another son, so what should he call him?
Shangguan Qingyue's face wrinkled, his features tightened in shock, [Holy crap... Shao Yihui is the crown prince!]
[Then isn't he my uncle? ]
Shangguan Qiyou: The little fat guy is really smart, it’s my uncle!
Shangguan Qiyou immediately became unhappy. This uncle was not as easy to talk to as the prince uncle. If he asked the prince uncle to taste his shit, the prince uncle would definitely agree. The prince uncle loved him so much!
While Shangguan Qiyou was still thinking about making someone eat shit, on the other side, Shangguan Qingyue had been targeted by Shao Yihui.
He narrowed his eyes in surprise, making sure that Shangguan Qingyue's voice did not come from his mouth.
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