Long Rui's legs were suddenly riddled with two bloody holes.
He let out two agonizing screams, lying on the ground unable to get up.
Seeing this, several princes and princesses at the side were all terrified, their faces turning pale.
Looking at Little Xinzhuo, his delicate little face was a picture of indifference.
"Stop!"
A few eunuchs were seen rushing over swiftly, with a glimpse of bright yellow catching everyone's eyes.
"Father Emperor."
"Long live, long live the Emperor."
All the imperial heirs present knelt down one after another, and Little Xinzhuo also knelt.
His fists clenched involuntarily; he too knew that he had made a grave error today.
But Long Rui had been too overbearing. Had it not been for Ghost's help, he would be the one lying on the ground now.
"Seventh Prince, there's no need to panic. Miss Ye asked me to tell you, if you run into trouble, speak to Emperor Longteng like this..."
The voice of Ghost kept coming into his ears.
