Xiajun Yanwu refused to admit to her crimes even till now. The more she behaved this way, the more disappointed Xiajun Yanting was in her.

Xiajun Yanting gripped Xiajun Yanwu's collar tightly. “Yanwu, you're the reason why things ended up in this state. No one can save you now.”

“No, Brother, I am your younger sister!”

“When you harmed other people, have you ever considered that I'm your older brother? When you killed Father, have you ever considered he's your father?” When Xiajun Yanting said this, he felt his heart ache.

Under Xiajun Yanting's cold gaze, Xiajun Yanwu involuntarily s.h.i.+vered.

“Speechless?”

Xiajun Yanwu's fingers were trembling. Her face had stiffened as she shook her head vigorously, blabbing frantically, “No, no it wasn't me. No, it's her… She used hypnosis on me!”

She pointed a finger at Yun Bixue and added, “Regardless of the method she used, these are all facts! Brother, you mustn't believe her. Trust me, I'm your younger sister. I'm much more important than your woman Shasha.”

Xiajun Yanting sneered. “Yanwu, you're wrong. You're nowhere comparable to my beloved woman. You're not even worthy to mention her name!”

He then flung Xiajun Yanwu away and brushed his sleeves, as if brus.h.i.+ng away something filthy.

This action hurt Xiajun Yanwu deeply. As the youngest princess of the royal family, when was she ever subjected to such treatment?

She began bawling, but even then, no one pitied her. No one bothered with the act she was putting up.

While Xiajun Yanting was in a daze and feeling forlorn, Xie Limo said calmly, “Xiajun Yanting, the successor to the throne can only be Hao'er.”

There was no room for negotiation in Xie Limo's tone. He was simply informing them.

When Xiajun Yanting mentioned Hao'er, Xiajun Yanting's expression changed instantly.

“Hao'er?”

When he thought of Hao'er, his dejected expression changed. His eyes lit up as an answer surfaced. He didn't dare think further.

Xiajun Yanting looked at Xie Limo agitatedly. “Hao'er… Is he, Is he…”

He wanted to ask if he was his child, but he dared not ask.

Because he feared the answer wasn't what he was antic.i.p.ating.

Yun Bixue said calmly, “Majesty Kang, now's not the time to discuss this. His Majesty had just pa.s.sed away, and Xiajun Yanwu had stirred up the situation. The priority now is to calm down everything.”

“Yes, yes!” Xiajun Yanting nodded repeatedly, still in a dazed state. His expression kept changing, and no one knew what he was thinking.

But from the start to the end, Xiajun Yanting had never been opposed to Hao'er becoming the emperor.

Yun Bixue knew that even if Majesty Kang didn't know Hao'er was his son, he would still a.s.sist him well.

This way, her heart was put to ease.

The next day, before the skies brightened, everyone discovered that the princess's compound had been completely sealed up, and Xiajun Yanwu was being locked up.

For the early morning news, Yun Bixue asked the media representatives to air Xiajun Yanwu's video and also had it broadcasted online simultaneously.

When the public saw the news, they were so shocked they thought they heard wrongly. After all, just last night, it was said that Deputy Xie was the one who murdered His Majesty.

But this morning, Princess Yanwu herself confessed to coveting Deputy Xie and murdering His Majesty. This indeed astounded everyone.