"Third brother, go back and tell the emperor that if he doesn't deal with the Alchemy Family and Concubine Yuan within one day, I will be the next traitor." Sang Zhi's heart was filled with madness: "Anyone who joins Sifang Mountain in besieging Ye Qianning will die."
Treason goes far beyond that. What he wants is to die in a high and mighty place without a burial place.
"Eighth brother, don't be so rude." Sang Yan's face changed drastically.
How could a prince say such words?
"Third brother, just report the truth." Sang Zhi's voice turned cold and he stood still.
The people from the general's mansion standing behind him were shocked. The concubines heard what he heard and their eyes fell on the small figure, who was exuding indifference and determination, and did not look like he was lying at all.
The fact that he protects the little girl so well means that his efforts on her behalf are not in vain.
Sang Yan didn't understand what gave him the confidence to say such words, nor did he understand why he was so confident that his father would do as he was told.
According to my father's character, if this news gets back, my eighth brother will not survive today.
Lord Song was deeply troubled. When did the Eighth Prince become so tough? It was like pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth. He was not far from death.
Dean Chen looked at Sang Zhi, shook his head and sighed. He was afraid that this child would change his gender in the future.
It looks like nothing is wrong, but in fact you are holding your breath inside, and it will be very dangerous when this breath comes out.
Even though Qian Fu and Zhan Yi had complaints about the Eighth Prince in their hearts, they couldn't bear to see this scene. After all, he was a poor man, and those eyes were destined to be extraordinary.
It is bound to cause uproar in several countries.
Qian Fanji looked on coldly, with nothing but resentment towards the royal family in his heart, even though he was the one protected by the little girl.
Gu Shuo's expression was still cold. He also had a share of the debt owed by the royal family.
Zhan Chi's face was full of anger. In his eyes, no matter how much he said, the person was dead, and even if he sacrificed his life, the child would not survive.
"Yes, we support the Eighth Prince."
"Well said. If treason is not dealt with, I might be the next one in the future."
"Treason is not a serious crime in the eyes of the emperor. So that's how it is. The money earned from treason is more than an ordinary person can earn in several lifetimes."
"Why should we all just try to make a living? Why not just collaborate with the enemy?"
"That's right, that's right..."
The crowd watching did not point out that the remarks were outrageous, but instead praised them and threatened to follow their example.
Sang Yan watched the situation spiral out of control. If his father didn't severely punish Concubine Yuan, Beili would be in chaos.
"Return to the palace."
He turned around and said coldly.
When Lord Song saw that the Third Prince had left, while the Eighth Prince and the General's men were still standing there, and more and more people were watching, he suddenly lost his resolve.
Looking around, the entire street was crowded and the flow of people was still increasing, so I had no choice but to walk towards Dean Chen.
"Dean, you are highly respected and virtuous. Please take charge of the situation."
"Sir Song, just now, I realized that I am no longer a Beili native. It is better for you to make the decision on Beili's affairs," said Dean Chen.
“This…this…”
Dean Chen glanced at the crowd of onlookers and turned to leave the prefectural government office.
When Qian Fu and Zhan Yi saw Dean Chen leave, they looked at each other and walked out of the crowd. They didn't know how to explain to their families the news that the little girl was expelled from Beili.
Qian Fanji, Gu Shuo, and Zhan Chi dealt with Yuan Yintang. Now seeing Dean Chen leaving the palace, they couldn't wait to know about the imperial tomb. They left the crowd and followed him.
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