Yue Mingxuan looked at the man beside him whose face was covered in tears and snot.
He quietly turned his head away and whispered, "Can't you see? You are already a dead man. Whether I admit it or not, you have no path to survive. If I were you, I would go find the person who used me and ask clearly, how did climbing up to a prince, which should have brought you wealth and power, suddenly turn into a crime that will take your head?"
When the man heard Yue Mingxuan say those words, his face instantly turned pale.
The hands that had been tightly clutching Yue Mingxuan's robe loosened and he fell back onto the floor, trembling nonstop.
Concubine Hua glanced at Rong Tieshan.
Even though she was annoyed that her son had suddenly spoken out to interfere, she did not dare show her displeasure in front of the Emperor.
"Well… Rong'er's words do have some reason," the Emperor said calmly. "Yue Mingxuan, tell me, why are you unwilling to let them check your body?"
