Meanwhile, in the palace, the emperor's bedroom.
Jiang Yan's complexion turned better and he didn't feel that much pain from his abdomen where Jiang Li stabbed him earlier. It really surprised him as he never thought that he would be betrayed by Jiang Li. He should have never let his guard down, though, as Jiang Li is still a prince and could usurp the throne. That was his mistake, he admits it. Fortunately, the wound was not fatal. Or else…
Jiang Yan shook his head and didn't want to continue thinking about it. He turned and looked at Lin Hao who was sitting on the side silently with his head hung low. "Ah Hao." He called in a soft voice. "Do you blame me?" he asked him. Before the other could answer, he continued. "Do you hate me?" he added.
Lin Hao froze before he shook his head. But, his hands on his lap clenched into fists. Obviously, he is angry. But… it was not toward the emperor that he was angry. It was Jiang Li. Jiang Yan knows this thus he could only sigh.
