After being driven out of the main hall by the king, the pitiful third prince who got shot while lying down felt the cold wind whip past him, making his body shiver.
The crown prince also followed him out, and he glanced at him with a sigh. "Third Royal Brother, I believe you, but Royal Father won't listen to my words and asserts that Third Royal Brother is the culprit because of that jade pendant."
"Sixth Brother!" The third prince abruptly turned his head, wishing for nothing more than to grab the crown prince's hand and spill out all his grievances.
However, it couldn't be helped that the crown prince clenched his fist and raised it to his mouth, faking a cough, which allowed him to evade the third prince's enthusiastic paws.
"Sixth Brother, you really have to believe me! I can swear an oath of poison to the heavens!" Mo Teng extended two fingers to make a vow.
