"Princess Zhao Tianqi, what is the meaning of this?" The Empress roared in dissatisfaction as she stood up along with the Emperor. "He is your man right?" She pointed at the man.
Zhao Tianqi, who was being questioned, tightened the knife in her hand as the sleeves of the dress that she was wearing were long enough, so the knife was hid safely beneath it.
"No… no… I don't know anything… I don't know anything about this…" Zhao Tianqi stuttered, it was a sincere fear that she felt. "I had never given such an order to him. Don't misunderstand me…" Cold sweat started to form on her forehead. "Why should I kill my own husband?"
Many people questioned the same thing, some of them did not believe with the words that came out from the Zhao Tianqi's mouth.
