Chu Wenzong hugged himself tightly.
He no longer cared what the truth was. All he knew was that he had become a joke.
Back then, Consort Liang had drugged him once. After waking up to find his chastity gone, he had bathed seven or eight times. Soon afterward, Consort Liang had become pregnant with the third prince. Other than docking her allowance for six months, he had done nothing.
But he felt he had hardly treated her badly. She had been the one who tearfully begged to enter the palace back then, saying it did not matter even if he never touched her. Of every ten times she feigned a headache, he would visit her at least four or five times before leaving.
Yet a woman like that...
Sleeping with another man was bad enough, but she had slept with more than one.
He felt as though... he was no longer clean.
"Fu Kang, even the male courtesans in brothels get paid to be slept with. My Consort Liang takes her monthly allowance from me, and sleeping with me wasn't enough-she even used my money to sleep with other men. Tell me... what does that make me now?"
Fu Kang could not help trembling beside him.
"Y-Your Majesty, please calm your anger."
"Mm, I'm not angry. My heart has merely gone a little cold."
Chu Wenzong stood up, his gaze suddenly turning sharp.
"Summon Fan Chengfeng. Have him personally take this man, along with that woman and her fine son, to the Court of Judicial Review. Tell Yang Hong to lock them in the same cell as Zhen Wude!"
"And surround the Liang family estate. Within three days, I want to know whose son I've been raising for over a decade!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Before long, Zichen Hall swiftly fell