C388

Chapter 388 - The Truth of the Year (1)

All of these things happened at the same time. One after another, there was no room for breathing. Xuanyuan Zhan was speechless. He clearly knew that all of this was a deliberate framing, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He did not have the chance to see Queen's corpse. To check if her death was deliberately caused by someone, and how many points of truth were there in the so-called blood seal.

If he could get out, if he had time and opportunity, he would definitely be able to find out everything. After all, the death of the Queen was related to the newly conferred title of Crown Prince.

However, when they found the Dragon Robe, Dragon Crown and the Dragon Mark Scepter that symbolized the rights of the Da Xia in the Eastern Palace of the crown prince, everything was set in stone!

Even the brightest emperor would not be able to withstand repeated stimuli.

The Da Xia Lord did not give him any more chances to defend himself, he just wanted to kill Xuanyuan Zhan instantly!

However, this was a matter of great shame and humiliation. If this matter were to spread, he wouldn't be able to afford to embarrass himself. He had an official to suggest that they forcefully suppress this matter.

On that night, over a thousand people in Imperial Palace died because of this matter. None of those who lost a sliver of their pride were able to escape.

The Emperor of Grand Xia used such a high-handed method to settle the matter regarding the crown prince plotting against him.

At the same time, he had also allowed Xuanyuan Zhan to become the crown prince, but on the second day of the edict, he announced in grief that the crown prince had suddenly contracted a disease and died suddenly!

After all, more than a thousand people had died in this incident. The Da Xia Lord had announced that a plague had spread throughout the Capital and the disease was severe. After the crown prince had died, the Queen was also seriously ill, and died one after another.

The situation settled down like this.

Xuanyuan Zhan was locked up in the Da Xia's secret prison.

This dungeon was not an ordinary prison, it was one dug out from a well in Imperial Palace. It was dark and scary, but the water in the well was like ice all year round.

When the Da Xia Master threw Xuanyuan Zhan into the Dark Prison, she didn't have the intention to let him come out again. It was dark here and only waiting for death here.

Even so, the Da Xia Lord still could not calm her anger. However, this was still his flesh and blood, his bloodline did not exist much in this world, so when she returned from her midnight dream, he would wake up with a pained heart.

Just at this time, the minister who gave his advice at that time suggested that Xuanyuan Zhan should be kept in secret so that he would not get into trouble. If word of this got out, the Da Xia Lord would not lose face and agree to it.

Just a month after Xuanyuan Zhan was imprisoned here, the Da Xia Lord ordered someone to bring him a cup of poison wine, a dagger and three feet of white silk.

Xuanyuan Zhan's despair at the time could be imagined.

He had a blood feud and a crime, but now he had to face the death of his father himself.

This caused Xuanyuan Zhan, who was trapped in the prison, to feel incomparable despair.

He looked at the three things that his attendants had brought and suddenly began to laugh out loud. His laughter was filled with sorrow, anger, hatred, and despair!

Without a second thought, he picked up the cup of wine and gulped it down, then grabbed the dagger and stabbed himself in the heart. Blood gushed out of his chest and stained the water in the water prison red.

His face was pale white, blood trickling down his lips. His eyes were filled with despair as he smiled at the Da Xia Lord who had accompanied him here, "Royal father, this son has already used three different things. If royal father is still not satisfied, then please personally send this son off with your three foot white silk!"

The anger and unwillingness in his eyes, as well as the despair and sorrow, caused the Da Xia Lord to suddenly cough incessantly.

Xuanyuan Zhan laughed in despair behind him and yelled, "If royal father is still not satisfied, then throw this son's corpse to the dogs! "Hahaha …"

As Xuanyuan Zhan smiled, his consciousness became even more chaotic, and just as he was losing all consciousness, he suddenly saw a small voice.

"Mi'er …" Mi'er... Is that you? "

Xuanyuan Shou'er was hiding in a dark corner of the dungeon as she watched Xuanyuan Zhan, who was on the brink of collapse and death, with terror in her eyes.

Xuanyuan Xuanyuan Shou'er was still very young at that time, but she was of the same mother as Xuanyuan Zhan!