After days of exhaustion, on top of Su Qiao's heartlessness just now, Li Sang finally couldn't take the blow and fainted.
"Master!"
Little Xuan hurriedly called over the attendants standing in the distance. They carried him back and hastily summoned the imperial physician.
After quite some time, he finally slowly regained consciousness.
Although he was awake, his eyes were dull, and he looked utterly lifeless.
The several personal attendants exchanged glances but said nothing.
In truth, deep down, they more or less felt that their master had brought today's situation upon himself.
What an outstanding and devoted man Prince Rui was.
For his sake, he had not only willingly given up the throne, but had also guarded him day after day for more than a decade. There was not even a single male consort in the residence to warm his bed.
Yet despite Prince Rui going so far for him, their master had shown no appreciation whatsoever. His eyes held only power and status.
He had even secretly plotted to eliminate Prince Rui for the sake of Your Majesty.
What right did someone like that have to blame Prince Rui for changing his heart?
The human heart was made of flesh. Putting oneself in another's shoes, Prince Rui had done so much for him—what had he ever done for Prince Rui?
After attending court for three days in a row, just when Su Qiao felt that the Little Emperor was about to explode, he finally let her off temporarily and returned to the military camp to continue her training plan.
However, only a day after she left, something major happened at court.
By the time she found out, Prime Minister Shang had already been charged with eighteen serious crimes and thrown into the death prison.
That afternoon, she returned to