"What do you mean she's not my daughter?" Yang Luoyang's voice trembled with barely contained rage.
Zheng Liang's eyes were cold as steel as he faced the man who had caused so much pain. "Exactly what I said, Yang Luoyang. Yang Ning is not your daughter, and she will not be punished for your crimes."
The court fell into a stunned silence. Yang Ning stood frozen, her eyes wide with shock. The proud and arrogant Yang Luoyang now looked pale and shaken, his composure crumbling.
Emperor Zheng Huang leaned forward on his throne, his gaze sharp. "Crown Prince, explain yourself. What is the meaning of this?"
Zheng Liang nodded, his voice clear and unwavering. "Your Majesty, I've uncovered a truth that's been hidden for far too long. Yang Luoyang isn't just guilty of corruption and conspiracy. He's also a murderer."
Gasps filled the room. Yang Ning's hands tightened at her sides, her knuckles turning white.
