Seeing Tang Yu swiftly drop to his knees, Sui Wanhe froze for a moment before hurriedly helping explain.
"Yes, Father Emperor. I often sought Tang Yu's guidance on painting, and he is utterly loyal to you, Father Emperor. There's no way he could have done something like this."
Hearing his daughter speak up for Tang Yu as well, Sui Gaomiao frowned slightly and fixed his gaze on Tang Yu, his sharp eyes seeming capable of seeing through a person's very soul.
When the Son of Heaven grew wrathful, blood flowed into rivers.
With the terrifying strength of an emperor like Sui Gaomiao, accomplishing that would be effortless.
After staring at Tang Yu for a moment, he turned to his sons and said slowly, "You have all come into contact with Wanhe's painting as well."
Including Sui Hongji, the princes all began explaining with aggrieved expressions, "Father Emperor, your son absolutely did no such thing. We were all standing together, watching how little sister painted."
"Yes, Father Emperor. Could we possibly set up a restriction in front of everyone just to harm you?"
"As your sons, how could we commit such a heartless and deranged act? We beg Father Emperor to investigate this clearly."
After hearing his sons' replies, Sui Gaomiao's brow furrowed tightly.
They had not been far from him earlier. Even if these sons of his did harbor certain thoughts, they would not dare make a move so openly. Did they take everyone else for blind fools?
After looking them over, his gaze finally settled on Sui Hongji.
From the very beginning, his greatest suspect had been the Crown Prince.
Could this child truly hold no resentment over his refusal to ascend?
He had once been a Crown Prince himself. How could he not understand what the boy was