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Crack!
The exquisite Ru porcelain teacup was ruthlessly smashed to the ground, tea splattering everywhere.
Xiao Yan, who usually exuded elegance and refinement, transformed into a different person in an instant. With reddened eyes, he shouted angrily, "Is your son a fool? Are you also a fool?"
How could you use such despicable means to frame Song Feiwan, leading to her being ensnared by malicious intent, unable to defend herself?
Song Mingyuan, the legitimate son of the Song family, had eaten something wrong at her wedding banquet, causing a disaster. He was still lying in bed!
Can't you see the lessons from the past? Are you blind?!
At over fifty years old, Ding Guo shrank back like a quail in the hall, allowing a younger prince to insult him.
Thinking of what Xu Xianzhi had done, Ding Guo didn't dare to utter a word in his own defense.
When Xiao Yan finally sat back down after catching his breath, Ding Guo timidly begged for mercy, "Your Highness, it's all the fault of this old minister's wretched son. Please calm your anger."
"This old minister doesn't understand what that wretched child was thinking when he went to cause trouble for the Consort of King Chen. But he surely wanted to do his part for you."
"Please have mercy on this old minister's family for the sake of my loyalty!"
Ding Guo knelt down and bowed his head to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan was still furious, his face dark as thunder: "Your son is nothing but a fool with his brain in his pants! Even an illegitimate son would be better than him! He’s more trouble than he’s worth!"
Ding Guo broke into a cold sweat: "Yes, yes, you are absolutely right."
Xiao Yan didn't want to concern himself with them, but after all, they were part of his maternal family; their fortunes were intertwined.
Taking a deep breath, he asked, "What is that useless child’s current situation?"
Ding Guo replied, "Ever since he was imprisoned in the Dali Temple, this old minister has not seen him again."
Xiao Yan quickly pieced together the clues. Damn Rong Jiayi.
Yes! It was all Rong's family's interference! This old minister suspected that the Consort of King Chen's targeting of the Xu family was instigated by them! Otherwise, how could she, a woman from a noble family, possess such capabilities?
Xiao Yan's gaze sharpened, and his expression darkened to the point where it seemed he could wring water from it.
He had always been certain that Song Feiwan loved him dearly; with just a casual gesture from him, she would rush into his arms.
Since she threw herself into the lake at the Rong residence, everything had been spiraling toward a direction he could not control. With the Song family cut off and the Xu family trapped, was it possible that the Rong family was truly behind all this?
What a group of restless dogs! Even with Xiao Yu dead, they still dared to stir up trouble!
Xiao Yan Ning thought it better to kill an innocent than to let a guilty one go. He darkly remarked, "What a fine Rong family. Those who dare oppose me will find their entire clan buried without a trace!"
Upon hearing this, Ding Guo let out a slight sigh of relief.
"Your Highness, regarding my son..."
Xiao Yan turned his gaze coldly. "The Dali Temple is heavily guarded; rescuing someone is as difficult as ascending to the heavens, but killing is much simpler."
Understanding the implication behind his words, Ding Guo's face paled, and he gasped. Xu Xian Zhi was his favorite son! Though not particularly bright, he would never resort to poisoning!
He was wronged!
Just as he was about to plead with Xiao Yan to retract his orders, he added, "It’s true that he made things difficult for the Crown Princess. Do you want him to expose us all before he accompanies her on the road to the afterlife?"
Ding Guo trembled violently, tears welling in his eyes. After a long pause, he lowered his head and said with deep sorrow, "I understand now. Please rest assured, Your Highness."
"Dead?" Rong Jia Yi furrowed his brows and asked.
Today he had attended court, dressed in his crimson embroidered crane official robes, and now sat sternly in the imposing Dali Temple.
His attendant, Wu Hao, felt a chill run down his spine and knelt on the ground in shame. "It was our failure to supervise! By the time we discovered it, Xu Xian Zhi had already breathed his last. Please punish us!"
Rong Jia Yi remained silent for a long time, his face cold as he raised a finger.
Wu Hao stood up cautiously and asked, "Sir, since he was about to confess and died under such mysterious circumstances, should we continue the investigation?"
Rong Jiayi said, "The Dali Temple is not a solid iron barrel; you won't be able to uncover the truth."
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