He recognized these people; the one leading them was often the one who stood behind Sikong Mo.
But at this moment, in the heart of the Second Prince, these people were simply devils.
Since he had left the capital with his family yesterday, this person had captured him, hadn't spoken a word, hadn't inquired about anything, and had just thrown him into a dungeon and beaten him.
The Second Prince had never experienced such suffering since he was young. How could he endure such torture!
Thus, the Second Prince had long been crying and begging for mercy, but unfortunately, Si Nan was completely unmoved.
To dare to lay hands on their Family Head, this was the price!
...
Meanwhile, at the Royal Residence of Jing.
Screams of fright echoed in the main courtyard.
However, this time, the one who had the nightmare was not the Prince but the Princess Consort of Jing.
