"Let him in," Xiao Pingfeng spoke.
The guards drew back their crossed spears.
Without any politeness, Qin Huai lifted the curtain and walked inside.
"Paying respects to the Crown Prince," he said, his expression slightly cold, "I implore Your Highness to retract the order and spare my poor little niece's life."
She was covered in blood, still wearing a man's robe that did not belong to her, and now kneeling outside the Crown Princess Consort's tent, probably nearing her end.
"Why don't you ask her what she has done?" came the Crown Prince's voice, as cold as ice.
Qin Huai grew even more anxious, "Whatever she has done, does it warrant taking her life?"
"Qin Huai, I have always valued your status as a top scholar and your dedication. I have allowed you to bark orders here, but this does not mean I am a pushover," Xiao Pingfeng didn't even glance at him, "Take him out."
Before Qin Huai could finish speaking, he was pushed out by the attendants.
