The one holding the lamp was Baili Yan's trusted eunuch. As he was about to step forward with the lamp, Mu Shaoling hurriedly said, "Go change the candle, put a glass lampshade over it, don't use this tung oil lamp."
"Understood!"
Soon, a young eunuch brought a new lamp. Mu Shaoling took it and asked, "Left hand or right hand?"
The Seventh Prince quickly responded, "Right hand."
Mu Shaoling directly examined the Grand Emperor's little finger, and upon careful inspection, indeed, there was nothing there.
Fearing that the Seventh Prince had misremembered, he specifically checked the left hand as well; similarly, there was no red birthmark as the Seventh Prince described.
"Nothing at all!"
Baili Yan's expression was not very pleasant; in fact, at this moment, he did not suspect the Seventh Prince.
Now that he was the Emperor, if the Seventh Prince wished to, like others, live a wealthy, leisurely life in Great Zhou, a bit of wisdom would prevent further provocation.
