Xue Qingyin took a closer look and saw that Emperor Liang De's right sleeve was soaked in blood and torn. The exposed arm had probably been treated with medicine and bandaged with cloth.

This is really hurt and cannot be faked at all.

This is definitely not directed and performed by Liang Dedi.

But it shouldn’t be King Xuan...

Xue Qingyin was a little confused.

Fang Chengzhong on the other side also couldn't figure it out: "Why would His Highness send people to assassinate him? This is completely unfeasible in Beijing."

The capital, to put it bluntly, is the emperor's headquarters.

There are countless guards here and there are courtiers surrounding them. Moreover, although the emperor is getting older, his skills have not been completely lost. He himself is also a good swordsman.

King Xuan said coldly: "The last assassination in the palace was carried out by He Songning."

"This time... is it logical that it falls on his head? But... but, the people sent by He Songning are clamoring to avenge Prince Zhang. This is obviously dragging you into trouble! It will only make the emperor hate you even more!"

"He's messing with King Raben, but what's a bad thing but a good thing?"

"You mean..."

"Someone has to reopen the matter of Prince Zhang in front of everyone. Only in this way can the truth of that year be known to the world."

"That's true." Fang Chengzhong sighed heavily, "I just don't know what kind of madness He Songning got. I thought he wanted to deal with the Seventh Prince first."
Chapter completed!