บท 1492: Spat Out a Mouthful of Blood

The capital was in chaos. They did not know where the Third Prince was and had to send people to look for him. However, they could not delay the Emperor's treatment.

The eunuch walked out and looked at the dark sky. He sighed softly.

"Sigh, if only you had known earlier, why did it have to come to this?"

Why did the Emperor choose to favor those with ulterior motives and unscrupulous means to achieve their goals instead of favoring his filial sons?

However…

He turned to look at the imperial study.

He had served the old Emperor for so many years. He knew the old emperor's character best. The type of son he favored reflected his own personality, right?

Who else could the Emperor blame for ending up like this?

"Eunuchs!"

"Master, what can I do for you?" A young eunuch jogged over from afar.