"Why would the Emperor go through such trouble?"
Sang Yan wasn't fooled, her voice cold with mockery, "On one hand, you slaughter, on the other, you pray for blessings. Even the Buddha would hide away upon seeing you."
He Ying was still unaware of the Cold Palace incident and frowned, "What do you mean by that?"
With a sarcastic smile, Sang Yan replied, "Could your Prison Department ever do anything commendable? Would you really not know?"
The entire Cold Palace, twenty-three lives!
All dead!
The Prison Department wasn't investigating, it was clearly eradicating to the root!
Upon hearing about the Prison Department, He Ying understood everything.
With a cold expression, he ordered someone to summon Wang Lishuo.
Wang Lishuo was still in the Imperial Palace organizing case records and hadn't left. When he heard the summons, he hurried over.
It took less than the time to finish a cup of tea.