After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

After Xia Ling finished speaking, the note that Xia Cheng was holding in his palm was slowly rubbed to pieces.

He knew that Xia Ling was afraid that he would be implicated and would definitely save him.

Now that someone has saved him, why should he try to save his mother's life by taking the blame for others?

He will be able to protect his mother by himself in the future.

Looking at Shen Jinmo with a provocative look, Xia Cheng wanted to see who would die first between him and the no longer capable Shen Jinmo after something went wrong with this chess piece of his.

Shen Jinmo actually responded to Xia Cheng's glance, and after that, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.

His son Xie Nanxing is really smart.

As for Luo An, Xia Cheng is the only stupid one.

"What crime has the prince committed?"

"Father, as the eldest son, I failed to discipline my eighth brother, allowing him to commit the crime of repeatedly murdering my ninth brother. This is truly my grave sin."

The curve of Xia Cheng's mouth was a little dry, and his kneeling posture on the ground was a little soft.

Xia Ling's words were not meant to save him, but to directly accuse him of a crime.

Xia Ling wanted Xia Cheng to die more than Xia Hong did.

And the sooner you die, the better.

Only if he died could Xia Ling put all the blame on Xia Cheng.

Xia Cheng was going to die anyway, so why should he let them get their wish?

Kowtowed repeatedly to the person on the throne, intending to drag everyone to be buried with him, which shattered all of Xia Cheng's rationality.

"My brother went to Dingxi County to provide disaster relief, and he also told Li Yuan to come overnight to deliver the blood-draining poison. He told me to put the poison in Xiaojiu's food."

"My brother's eunuch is not a good person either. Not only did he ask me to poison Xiaojiu, he also asked me not to forget to give Xie Nanxing a portion when I poisoned him."

"It's not a big deal for my brother to find a few male favorites nowadays, but the fire in your backyard is going to upset Lord Shen, which is a bit too much."

"My brother is the one who came up with the plan. Now you want me, your younger brother, to take the blame for you. That's a bit too much."

Repeated warning glances fell on Xia Cheng, but in return they were met with even more crazy provocations.

He tried his best to pull at Xia Cheng's spotted robe, but in return Xia Cheng simply waved it away.

Seeing that Xia Cheng was getting more and more reckless and crazy, Xia Ling had no choice but to rush towards Xia Cheng without caring about his dignity, intending to tear Xia Cheng's mouth.

The sight of the two brothers wrestling with each other in the Golden Palace was truly too ugly to watch.

But inexplicably, Xia Hong actually felt a lot more at ease.

He doesn't need so many smart sons.

However, the royal dignity has been lost to a certain extent and it’s time to pick it up again.

His eyes turned to where Shen Jinmo was. Shen Jinmo immediately controlled Xia Ling, and the imperial guards helped Xia Cheng, who was beaten black and blue by Xia Ling, up.

Looking hatefully at where Xia Cheng was, Xia Ling exposed his stupidity which had not been revealed for a long time.

He spent so much time convincing all the civil and military officials in the court and Xia Hong to believe that he was a dull person. How could he turn things around overnight?

And he once again put on the attitude that he hated so much under such an opportunity, naturally because, by lowering Xia Hong's expectations, he would have a greater chance today and get what he wanted.

"Father, my eighth brother is making false accusations. I have never done such a thing as fratricide!"

Shen Jinmo got the hint again and patted Xia Ling on the shoulder. The chatterbox immediately lost the chance to speak and could only stand there like a pillar.

The ministers who watched this farce, even though they were still unclear about Xia Hong's current attitude, were always there to say some polite words.

"Please rest assured, Prince. The Emperor is wise and will definitely not convict you of these crimes based on the Eighth Prince's words alone."

"Yes, yes. To convict a person of a crime, in addition to the human evidence, there must also be physical evidence."

"..."

Xia Hong silently kept in mind those people who spoke for Xia Ling. In his opinion, it was an ironclad fact that these people were members of the prince's party.

Eunuch Lin also raised his eyes to look at those adults who were kneeling on the ground and trying to smooth things over. He was not very curious about those other insignificant official positions.

What surprised him the most was that all the people in the Ministry of Revenue had sided with Xia Ling.

It seems that the daughter of the Minister of Revenue who married into the Eastern Palace did play some role.

And in Xia Hong's eyes, this value would turn into a deadly scimitar.

The continuous application of pear blossom charcoal could not dispel the growing dissatisfaction emanating from Xia Hong.

The person who knelt down first began to tremble uncontrollably, and the person who was originally standing began to crawl on the ground.

Xia Hong is still the ruler of the Great Xia Dynasty. If Xia Hong gets angry, millions of people will die.

Shen Jinmo looked at the sunlight shining in from outside the hall, afraid that Xie Nanxing's appetite, which had finally improved, would be ruined if he was not at home, so he spoke in a cold voice to break the gloom.

"If the Eighth Prince has any grievances, just tell him and the Emperor will redress your grievances."

This reminder helped Xia Cheng to be the first to escape from the intimidation of imperial power.

His mind was still in a mess, but Xia Cheng's instinct for survival made him remember to speak up for himself.

"This son of yours has never poisoned Xiaojiu, let alone Xie Nanxing. The bottle of poison that your royal brother asked Li Yuan to send over was consumed by this son of yours."

From the moment Xia Cheng said this, Xia Hong no longer had any trust in Xia Cheng.

How could he bear to use the poison that he brought into the palace without being guarded by numerous guards?

Moreover, the evidence he held in his hands was such that no one else except Xia Cheng had the right opportunity at the right time, in the right place, and with the right people.

But is Xia Cheng really the only one who has such an opportunity?

A trace of doubt suddenly arose in his heart, but was quickly suppressed by Xia Hong himself.

"Why was Xiaojiu poisoned?"

Xia Cheng took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down in the face of such wrath: "I think my brother doesn't trust me, so he has prepared a backup plan in advance."

Thinking of his mother, Xia Cheng suddenly realized that only by dragging Zhong Luoyue into the water could he prevent his mother from being implicated.

"To have so many connections in this palace, my mother, as the head of the harem, must have helped my brother. Otherwise, why would my mother rush to the Imperial Hospital so quickly after Xiaojiu was poisoned?"

Once the biting begins, it will never stop:

"I have heard the eunuchs in the Prince's Residence discussing this recently. After I was imprisoned in the Prince's Residence, Xiao Jiu almost died from falling off a horse. If they want to clean up the mess so quickly in the palace, my brother and mother must be involved."

"Now Lord Shen is more and more important. Because Xie Nanxing is Xiaojiu's study partner, all the civil and military officials in the court think that Lord Shen belongs to Xiaojiu's party. The only way for my brother to sit firmly on the throne of the crown prince is to kill Xiaojiu."

"As for me, I have been nothing more than a pawn in the hands of my mother and my brother. If I, the pawn, were to lose my life in the Golden Throne Hall today, how could my brother and mother, the masterminds behind the scenes, escape unscathed?"

After saying everything in his heart, Xia Cheng did not feel any satisfaction. Instead, he felt empty.

It's like all the energy in the body has been completely drained.

As soon as this feeling arose, Xia Cheng's face turned even paler.

He knelt in this throne room and completely emptied himself. Was it true that there was no value in living for him anymore?