"Amitabha Buddha!" Liao Wu, bound and brought here, closed his eyes, yet a slight smile formed at the corner of his mouth hidden in the darkness.
Prince Jing approached Liao Wu, "Third Brother, your temperament has really changed a lot! You used to be quick to anger..."
"People always change. This humble monk now comprehends Buddhist teachings, avoiding anger and anxiety..."
"Still not opening the city gates?" Prince Gong watched coldly, now at odds with the Crown Prince. His mother died because of the Crown Prince, making them mortal enemies.
"Open the city gates!" The Crown Prince took a deep breath, glanced at Princess Consort Jing on the ground, his expression dark.
"Don't forget your promise!" The Crown Prince's face was stern; though he hated inside, he was powerless.
Prince Gong's face twisted, "Rest assured! She's still my legal mother; I don't want to harm her either. Once I am a hundred miles outside the city gate, I'll let the Empress go!"
