After killing four concubines, the queen was sentenced to death and reborn

Jing Yang shook his head slightly, frowning, with a look of helplessness and annoyance on his face: "Nothing. The few survivors yesterday were all taken away by Lu Ran's men and interrogated overnight. I'm afraid they have confessed by now, and Your Majesty should have known about it."

When King Xiang heard this, his face suddenly darkened. He stood up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance, as if he was thinking about something. The sky outside the window was gloomy, as if a storm would come at any time.

He turned around, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and his voice became low and indifferent: "This Ming Wang deliberately wanted to drag me into this. He must have instructed those people in advance. He only needs to insist that it was me who ordered it, and then I will have no way to defend myself."

Seeing this, Jing Yang couldn't help but feel worried for King Xiang. He knew that his own prince's situation was already very difficult, and now he was framed by King Ming, which was even worse. He took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "Prince, what should we do next?"

King Xiang sighed, his eyes full of helplessness and confusion. He shook his head, his voice hesitant: "What should I do? I don't know what to do now." His voice revealed a deep sense of fatigue and powerlessness, as if he had been overwhelmed by the heavy predicament.

The wind outside the window gradually grew stronger, making the window frames creak.

"Your Highness, we can't just sit there and wait for death." Jing Yang's voice sounded particularly firm. "The move by the Ming King is not perfect. There must be a flaw. As long as we find the flaw, we can turn the situation around."

King Xiang turned slightly and looked at Jing Yang, with a hint of approval in his eyes. He nodded, and his voice regained some firmness: "You are right, we can't just give up like this. You should immediately send someone to secretly investigate King Ming's movements, and also order people to keep an eye on every move of Zhaoyang Palace and Chaoyun Palace."

Jingyang bowed and accepted the order, then turned and left.

King Xiang continued to stand in front of the window, looking into the distance, his heart more flustered than ever before. He knew that this storm was far from over, and the road ahead would be even more difficult. Then he calmly came to the desk, picked up the brush, and began to practice calligraphy.

At this time, the eunuch in front of the emperor slowly walked into the courtyard. His steps were steady and powerful, as if every step carried the majesty of the royal family.

"Your Majesty, His Majesty has important matters to discuss, so he specially ordered me to come here to summon you." Although the voice of the eunuch in front of the emperor was not loud, it was full of unquestionable solemnity.

At this time, Prince Xiang was writing in his study. When he heard the summons, he stopped writing, gently blew away the ink fragrance on the paper, turned around and looked at the eunuch in front of the emperor, with a calm smile on his face, "I know, please wait a moment, eunuch."

When Princess Xiang heard this, she felt uneasy. She hurried to the study and saw that Prince Xiang was about to leave with the eunuch. She hurried forward and held his hand tightly, "Prince!" Her voice was trembling, and her eyes were full of reluctance and worry.

Prince Xiang gently patted the back of her hand and comforted her, "Princess, don't panic. I'm just going to Zhaoyang Palace to discuss state affairs with His Majesty. You stay here and take good care of the children. Don't let them know about this."

Princess Xiang's eyes were filled with tears. She knew that this trip to Zhaoyang Palace was very important, and she was afraid that the prince would not return. However, she did not dare to show it in front of the prince. She could only suppress the fear in her heart and said with tears in her eyes: "Prince, you must be careful."

King Xiang smiled slightly, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, "Don't worry, Princess. I know what I am doing. If there is any accident, you should follow Jingyang's arrangements and don't panic." Although he had no love for the princess, she was his first wife after all, and they had a pair of children together.

Princess Xiang nodded, tears rolling down her cheeks. She hugged the King of Xiang tightly, as if she wanted to merge him into her body. The King of Xiang gently patted her shoulder and wiped the tears from her face gently, "Okay, I have to go. Princess, go back."

The prince turned and left, his back stretched out very long in the sun. The princess stood there, watching his back going farther and farther away, her heart filled with endless worry and reluctance. She knew that this departure might be a farewell forever. But she could only pray silently, hoping that the prince would return safely.

Deep inside the Zhaoyang Palace, like a quiet ocean, Xiao Xuanchen sat alone in the study, the simple teacup in his hand gently rotating between his fingertips, the tea swaying slightly, creating ripples. His eyes were deep and complex, as if he could see through all the conspiracies in the world, and seemed to be pondering something indescribable and profound.

In the corner of the study, Zheng Xiyan stood quietly, her face solemn, her brows furrowed, and her bright eyes revealed a subtle worry. She looked out the window from time to time, but she was more worried about King Xiang.

"Your Majesty, Prince Xiang has arrived." The voice of the eunuch in front of the emperor broke the silence in the study, like a stone thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples.

Hearing this, Xiao Xuanchen paused for a moment, then slowly put down the cup in his hand. He raised his head, a hint of sharpness flashed in his eyes, as if he was examining the King of Xiang in front of him. He spoke lightly, his voice calm and majestic: "Let him in."

A moment later, the figure of King Xiang appeared at the door of the study. He was dressed in gorgeous court clothes and walked in calmly, each step seemed so steady and powerful. His expression did not change, and he still maintained that calm demeanor. Obviously, he had already expected that there would be some troubles on today's trip. He saluted to Xiao Xuanchen in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you, the Queen." Then he stood quietly aside, waiting for Xiao Xuanchen to ask questions.

Xiao Xuanchen's eyes swept over Prince Xiang, revealing a kind of firm strength from his calm face to his straight back. He spoke calmly, his voice calm and majestic: "Prince Xiang, I was assassinated yesterday, I think you already know."

King Xiang nodded, and his eyes met Xiao Xuanchen's without any evasion. He said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty was assassinated. I naturally know about such a big thing. But I have been wondering, who dared to do such a treasonous thing in the palace?"

The atmosphere in Zhaoyang Palace instantly became tense. Xiao Xuanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was trying to see through the real thoughts of King Xiang. He spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful: "King Xiang, do you know why I summoned you?"

King Xiang was slightly startled, then he cupped his hands and said, "I am stupid, please enlighten me, Your Majesty."