Although Fourth Prince Xia Houhong was thrown into the Heavenly Prison, after all, he was the former Crown Prince, and his cell was the most spacious in the entire prison.
Xia Houhong, in prisoner's garb stained with blood, had gone to great lengths to change Emperor Xia's mind this time.
The flesh over his heart had been genuinely cut out by his own hands; a mere inch deeper and he would have lost his life.
The sound of a lock clanging echoed on the door of the cell.
Someone was coming in, and Xia Houhong's face lit up with joy.
Noble Princess Consort Luo had earlier sent word, claiming that she would definitely get Crown Prince Hong out tonight.
It must be his mother who had sent someone to release him.
Xia Houhong struggled to sit up, but this movement pulled at the wound on his chest, causing blood to flow again.
"Fourth Prince, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not here to release you." This voice, thick with sarcasm, stiffened Xia Houhong's body instantly.
Why her?!
