The old emperor had a bad feeling, but at this moment, what news could possibly affect him any more?
His life was already in the hands of this traitor, and the Daqing Kingdom was completely under the traitor's control; what could be worse news than that?
"Do you want to hear the news from the southern border?" Eldest Brother Yan teased him on purpose.
"The southern border… How is De'er? Has he already…" The old emperor's eyes lit up, silently praying that Prince De had subdued the southern border so that Prince An Yang's position would mean nothing.
"He was killed by Jian Xun."
In the midst of his great anticipation, Eldest Brother Yan spoke somberly.
"What?!"
The old emperor's eyes widened in an instant.
Killed? How could he have been killed? And by Jian Xun of all people, who since childhood had been nothing more than a dog he raised at Prince De's side.
And now this traitor was telling him that the dog he raised for Prince De had turned and killed his master?