The Noble Consort's eyes were filled with sorrow, her pearly teeth bitten red, her hatred soaring straight to the heavens: "Why do you have to put him to death only to be happy",A graceful figure appeared in the prince's mind, and a sinister gleam flashed in his eyes: "He is the first genius of my Great Xia Empire, the best... Of course I like him!",In summer, one must extinguish the intent to kill of the two guards with the shortest possible words: "Murdering the prince will bring ruin to your nine clans!"。