The Emperor smiled and spoke with familiarity.
"I didn't expect Minister Su to arrive so quickly."
Su Qing ascended the steps, one by one, and sat down with a languid posture.
"With an invitation from Your Majesty, how could I dare delay?"
As his words faded, his gaze once again swept across the hall.
For some unknown reason, the banquet hall had grown much quieter since Su Qing's arrival.
The envoy from the Golden Sand Country fought to suppress his fury upon seeing Su Qing.
"Prince, will you give the Golden Sand Country an explanation? Why would you humiliate the Sixth Princess so, hanging her at the hunting grounds?"
Evidently, since the matter of the Poison Pill had failed, he was now pressing his accusations again.
Su Qing lifted his gaze, his eyes casually drifting toward Su Ye.
His voice was low and unhurried.
"Who?"
The envoy opened his mouth to speak again.
Su Qing raised a hand, pointing at Su Ye.
"You explain."
