C688 The Crime of the First Prince

The day had just dawned, and the palace was already bustling with activity.

Every corner of the Emperor's study was brightly lit.

The emperor was sitting in front of a desk with his coat on. His brows were tightly knitted, and his gaze was always fixed on the documents on the table.

In front of the desk, Xie Qirann was sitting on a chair as he leisurely sipped on his tea