Xiao Zhanping's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthless light.
He said in a cold voice, "Bring Zhao Mengyu to Us."
"Summon and bring the Imperial Concubine here!" Xiao Jinxing instructed.
Soon after.
Zhao Mengyu, her mouth stuffed with cotton cloth, was rudely shoved to kneel before Xiao Zhanping's dragon bed.
Zhao Mengyu was nearly insane at this moment.
She was recklessly resisting, as if that was all she could do.
"Unbind her mouth." Xiao Zhanping ordered.
The guard quickly removed the cotton cloth from Zhao Mengyu's mouth.
The moment she could speak, Zhao Mengyu shouted uncontrollably, without any inhibition, "My son will come back to save me, you traitors; when my son returns, he will slaughter you all, not leaving a single one of you!"
Xiao Zhanping's expression turned exceedingly ugly.
Xiao Jinxing explained, "The Imperial Concubine is overcome with shock due to my sudden appearance, damaging her mind, and now seems to have lost her sanity, barely lucid anymore."
