Prince Ning was indeed quick-tempered and overbearing, but he was not foolish.
Feeling the look Qin Fang gave him, his heart sank, and he called out even louder, "I want to see the Emperor, I want to see the Emperor! Yuan Zhi is framing me."
Qin Fang said coldly, "Your Highness, you should first think about how to answer the Emperor's questions!"
"I haven't done it, I haven't done anything," Prince Ning insisted.
Qin Fang thought about the solid evidence. It didn't matter whether Prince Ning answered or not, the Emperor just wanted him to understand why he was confined. Qin Fang didn't press further. As long as Prince Ning, who had fallen from grace, didn't add more to the story and replied truthfully, that would suffice.
He made up his mind, gestured to the eunuch who had brought Prince Ning to release him, took the imperial decree, and raised it toward the direction of Qianqing Palace, saying with a smirk but not smiling, "Your Highness, I will just reply as you wished."
