"Creak!"
Emperor Yun Changqing reached out and pushed open the vermilion doors of the main hall, stepping inside.
He looked around, not seeing the Empress, and finally his gaze fell on the gauze hanging over the elegant bed. He smiled faintly, "Are you still angry with me? You know, once it's happened, I have to handle it impartially. I believe Xuanxuan wouldn't commit such an assassination, he must have been framed. Once Li Tianyang finds out the truth, I'll order..."
As Yun Changqing spoke and walked forward, his eyes suddenly fell on the Black Armor beside the bed, and his eyes contracted fiercely. He was struck as if by lightning, like a chicken caught by the neck, his voice cut off abruptly, leaving only heavy breathing.
No, it can't be...
Yun Changqing's fingertips were trembling. He couldn't believe the Empress had betrayed him.
