In this life, what he hated most was betrayal. Although Noble Consort Lin didn't actually sleep with another man, she wanted to, so she must die!
Qi Ling didn't even look at the Emperor. His eyes gradually turned to Qi Yu.
His chilly stare made Qi Yu quiver and plop down on his knees.
After all, Qi Yu was the Emperor's son. He couldn't just sit by and watch him die, so he said, "Ling'er, Yu 'er is your brother. And he has done nothing wrong, so just forgive him."
Qi Ling cast a cold glance at the Emperor, "Who allowed you to speak?"
The Emperor's face turned green in embarrassment, "What do you mean? I'm your father!"
"Could Noble Consort mobilize those elders without your permission?" Qi Ling smiled grimly, "Don't you know you're in trouble? How can you still have the time to intercede for someone else?"
The Emperor's lips quivered and his face contorted.
Obviously, he was irritated by his words.
