C1027 Not Fit to Sit in This Position

A secret.

A throne.

As a result, one family was killed, along with dozens of people.

At this moment, the coldness in Nian Qingci's eyes had reached its peak.

His fingertips gripped a corner of the letter and it gradually turned white.

As he raised his eyes, his gaze descended upon the direction of the Emperor's chamber and had a trace of killing intent.

This person, the current Emperor