Chapter 1003: 103 Chapter 1003: 103 “…Yes.”

An arrow drove straight into her back, almost piercing her lungs.

How could such an injury not be grave?

“Who hurt her?”

“Who did this?”

This time, both Li Hongyuan and Jiang Ruobai asked simultaneously.

Jiang Mubai, who was accustomed to countless rough and tumble situations, involuntarily shrank his neck and pointed at the Prince of Wutong immediately: “He did it.”

At this point, the Prince of Wutong was in anguish. He hardly cared about the murderous glares he was receiving.

He sneered, “I’ve always done what I’ve promised and I dare to shoulder whatever I’ve done! No one can smear my name for things that I didn’t do! I want to declare one thing: It wasn’t me who gave the order to hurt her!”

“If not you, then who could it be?”

“My own daughter was also down there. Have I gone mad?” After saying this, the Prince of Wutong thought of his daughter’s last look before her death, overcome with grief. He could hardly breathe and instinctively clutched his chest.

Everyone exchanged glances with each other.

Given the character of the Prince of Wutong, he would never truly want his daughter to die.

Given the situation at that time, his public breach of trust and shooting of the Princess Consort could very likely have infuriated someone, leading to the direct killing of Princess Ling’an.

But if it wasn’t him, then who could it be?

Although everyone still doubted the Prince of Wutong, the situation now was that the Princess Consort was still alive, while Princess Ling’an was dead.

Even the furious Jiang Ruobai paused his anger upon understanding this situation.

“Li You, surrender yourself.”

Li Hongyuan’s face was grave and his mood was really bad.

The sky was already turning dark.

All day long, battles and father emperor’s death. His body was still lying in the Crystal Frost Hall. The Empress and the Prince of Zhao could not wait to depose him as Crown Prince and attempt to ascend the throne.

And now he heard about Jiang Ning’s critical injury.

Li Hongyuan’s patience had completely run out.

Without the aid of the Prince of Wutong, Li You absolutely had no possibility of a turnaround, “Queen Mother”.

The Empress hurried out, staring at the Prince of Wutong in surprise, “Xuanhe, what happened?”

The Prince of Wutong was completely heartbroken. Looking up at the Empress standing high on the stairs, dressed in a phoenix robe, looking old and haggard, his decades-long lingering tenderness for her instantly vanished without a trace.

He finally understood.

He no longer loved the Empress.

He was just obsessed with his youthful memories, with the beautiful moments that he never got to experience fully.

The only woman he truly loved was the Princess Consort.

The lively girl in red, riding a horse flying in the air when he first saw her.

She married him and also bore him a daughter.

The daughter had his eyes and her mouth and chin.

The precious one he held in the palm of his hand.

Yet, he brought about her death with his own hands.

The woman he loved was also gone.

Why?

Was it only by losing everything that he realized what was most important to him?

The Prince of Wutong furiously howled up to the sky, with a pale face, he bitter laughed, “Sister, no, Your Majesty the Empress, I have aided the tyranny, I deserve a thousand deaths. I will capture the rebels!”

The Empress was elated, “Prince, you will capture the Crown Prince and the rebels…”

Prince of Wutong nodded his head, raised the sword in his hand and suddenly flung it forward—-
The sword sped forward and plunged into the abdomen of the Empress.

This sudden turnaround left everyone in shock.

They even forgot to react.

After throwing the sword, the Prince of Wutong didn’t stop his moves. He threw himself after it, grabbed the hilt of the sword and yanked it out fiercely!

“Ah—-”
The Empress let out a shrill scream, her body lurched forward and fell to the ground.