Su Yingxue alone would be fine, as she was not yet crowned queen, and Chu Yihan wouldn't have to kill Zhuo Junli directly.
But it was different with the pregnant Su Yingxue; carrying the royal blood of the imperial family, if Zhuo Junli caused her any harm due to agitation, no number of his lives would suffice to compensate for it!
It might even implicate those who went with him—his two little granddaughters from his own family.
Leng Yi's heart at this moment turned into an ice ball, rolling down the steps, clinking with a crisp sound.
It hurt.
"Emperor, Zhuo Junli, he..."
"Prime Minister, I have already spoken so clearly, do you still wish to plead for Zhuo Junli? Having served the court for so many decades, do you not understand how I intend to deal with Zhuo Junli?"
Every word from Chu Yihan was laden with immense pressure.
How could Leng Yi not understand, "The emperor's intention is to kill him as an assertion of authority."
