Prince Zhuang recalled that night of horror, the terror of having a blade pressed against his neck, then thought of his only legitimate son, and was overwhelmed with grief, but more than that, fear and regret. He cried out in despair, "Father Emperor, please seek justice for your son, my Wei'er was killed by the Old Fifth!"
"You say Huangfu Wei was killed by the Old Fifth?" The Emperor's expression did not change in the slightest, his gaze becoming even more unfathomable.
Prince Zhuang wept bitterly, "Father Emperor, just now in the side hall, the Old Fifth confessed with his own mouth. It was he who killed Wei'er, my poor Wei'er was only ten years old..."
The Emperor shouted, "Enough!"
The commanding words, full of imperial anger, startled Prince Zhuang into silence, and he dared not cry further, hastily holding his tongue.
The Emperor said coldly, "Princess Consort Zhuang has just been here!"
