The Emperor cast a disdainful glance at Eunuch Ye on the ground, then promptly boarded the imperial carriage.
On the imperial carriage, the Emperor turned his head to the side, not looking at Ye Yiheng, "Ah Heng, as the Crown Prince, it is your inescapable responsibility to purge the palace of rebels!"
"Yes, Father Emperor."
Ye Yiheng bowed his hands, his handsome eyes beneath the eye veil coldly watching the Emperor depart on the imperial carriage.
After standing in the cold palace for a moment, Ye Yiheng returned to Xiande Hall.
As soon as he stepped in, he heard Leng Yu Yan speaking to Li Yuyue, "Brother, His Highness previously had a sword injury on his back along with two arrow wounds. Help me replicate them on this person."
As she spoke, her little hands gestured the length of the sword injury.
"That's easy to handle," said Li Yuyue, nodding his head and turning to command Gao Yuan and Mi Xinrong, "Strip his clothes."
