He knelt respectfully before Bai Feng and bowed, saying, "Palace Master, the Northern Border Princess has set off."Bai Feng, lying on the bed, narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a moment befor...Fortunately, Zhi'er who was sitting beside the emperor had guessed that the young man speaking below should be Mo Yunren's eldest son, that is, Emperor's eldest grandson Mo Heng.

When the Emperor stared at Mo Heng silently, she deliberately cleared her throat.

When the emperor heard the commotion and turned to look, Zhi'er softly reminded him, "Your Majesty, this is Hengzhi. He is your eldest grandson."

The emperor raised an eyebrow, instantly understanding. He exclaimed, “It’s Heng! I haven’t seen you in ages. My eldest grandson has grown so much, it seems I am getting old.”

"...No one in the hall dared to answer."

The crowd felt a mixture of emotions. They couldn't tell if the emperor was feeling even an ounce of sadness.

He lost a son, yet all he cares about is getting old.

Mo Yunren's wife and son both bowed their heads, their lips pressed together, and their hands at their sides were slightly clenched into fists.

They all failed to guess what the emperor was thinking.

Fortunately, the emperor only sighed this sentence.

After he had finished sighing, those slightly turbid eyes swept across the hall and suddenly said, "Hengzhi, get up and speak."

Mo Heng knelt with his forehead touching the ground, his voice still trembling with sobs. "Your Majesty, please grant your grandson's request and investigate the truth behind my father's demise."

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, "You tell me first what's going on Why was my son targeted and how did the second prince die"

"I recall that your manor had quite a number of guards. With such strict defenses, how could someone sneak in and silently kill a prince Was it the fault of the manor's people or was the thief exceptionally skilled"

Facing the emperor's questioning, Mo Heng did not dare to conceal anything. He recounted all that had happened last night and this morning.

After he had finished speaking, the emperor remained silent for a long time.

The main hall was deathly silent, the atmosphere heavy with tension.

Zhier looked thoughtfully at Mo Yunren's wife, then at the young master, Mo Heng.

Moments later, she turned to the Emperor and softly said, "Your Majesty, the Second Prince was murdered by bandits. His body is still cold. He is Your Majesty's beloved son after all. This concubine believes that Your Majesty should send someone to investigate thoroughly, avenge the Second Prince, and allow him to rest in peace."

Besides, Your Majesty should also properly settle the people in the Second Prince's mansion. Although the Second Prince is dead, Your Majesty's eldest grandson is smart and capable, clearly a filial and upright person. His father is gone, he is truly pitiful, and he truly needs Your Majesty's care right now.

After Zhi'er finished speaking, the emperor thoughtfully looked at Mo Heng.imperial study. And neither the emperor nor Zhi'er, the noble consort, would have survived.After An Xuetang finished speaking, she didn't give the emperor or Zhi'er a chance to refute. She continued,...