Shen Xiaokun's hands kept exerting force to hold the fruit in his palm. The purple juice kept dripping from his fingers, and it seemed to be mixed with some blood. He gritted his teeth and said slowly: "It's all those people's fault."

People!"

"...?"

"If they hadn't instigated me, my uncle wouldn't have——"

I was frightened as I listened, as if I felt something: "Is your uncle being instigated? Who is he?"

He lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know either, but my uncle got in touch with those people more than three years ago."

"...!" More than three years ago, I lowered my head and calculated that it was the time when I was locked up in the cold palace.

When I said this, it was like a light flashed in my mind.

Before Yuwen was killed in the prison, I had always felt that Shen Gongye's power in the court expanded too quickly, and even the imperial concubine had an aura of being too domineering. Later, he became even more unscrupulous.

Naturally, it is because they have already planned to rebel.

But now listening to Shen Xiaokun's words, he was instigated by some people.
Chapter completed!