Even though Empress Xie knew that treason was a grave crime, Ye Chengyan was her own son. How could she not have some grievances?
"Yan'er is still under twenty. For one mistake, you resort to such harsh measures. Where is your conscience?! Even if he committed treason, he should have been captured and imprisoned, not subjected to private execution!"
"Yan'er is the eldest son of the empress, the emperor's own flesh and blood, and was personally conferred the title of Prince of Wu'an by the emperor. The person who killed him should have been executed along with his entire clan!"
Her words echoed through the palace gates.
Chu Yan felt a chill run down his spine, his face and lips turning pale.
Empress Xie was right; Ye Chengyan was, after all, of royal blood...
He didn't want to implicate his family; he preferred to bear the burden alone. Taking a deep breath, he was about to step forward.