End of Consort Qin (11)

"Doesn't know anything?" Mu Zhentian narrowed his eyes and slowly reaching out his hands, a piece of painting fell out. That painting was of a young woman, but she had over a thousand sword cuts inflicted on her and she was kneeling while begging for forgiveness.

Standing before that young woman was a little kid that stood akimbo accepting her kowtow with his head held high. Clearly, that young woman was Mu Xuexin while the little kid was the little prince.

A child of such a young age already had such a vicious heart, how could she say that he doesn't know anything?

The instant Consort Qin saw the contents of the painting, the panic on her face increased. "Your Majesty, someone must've framed the little prince! My son is innocent and kind-hearted, how could he wish to kill the Fourth Princess?"

Unfortunately, the little prince simply did not coordinate with Consort Qin. He pushed her hands away and fiercely glared at the woman within the painting.