Yang Le took a sharp look at Pao Tu, closing his report. Looking at the old man sharply.
"What business does my brother have with Her Majesty the Queen? Since when did she spare so much time thinking about Hong Yuan's matters?" Yang Le asked. Pao Tu stuttered, he clenched his fists in front of his chest.
"I beg your pardon Your Majesty, Her Majesty the Empress is just being concerned, Your Highness knows that Prince Su Li has been looking for His Imperial Majesty because of his son who was killed."
"He was not killed, Counsellor, tell this to His Imperial Majesty that Prince Su died because of punishment. He had dared to kidnap the young prince, take him to his chambers, and tarnish his honor. My brother hasn't even gotten over that nightmare yet. It's still good that I left his body intact, according to palace rules, Prince Su should be punished by beheading."
Pao Tu was speechless, his words stuck in his mouth.
