"Me?" Jian Shichu let out a cold laugh. "What a joke! Did I make you come to this Zhilan Garden? Your Royal Highness, you can eat carelessly, but you cannot talk carelessly. Who am I, Jian Shichu, to have the power to make you come here to this Zhilan Garden and commit disgraceful acts with His Majesty's concubine? Who am I to you, that you follow my every word?"
"You wretched son!" The King, hearing Jian Shichu openly accuse his own son of committing disgraceful acts with his woman, was so enraged he nearly spat blood. He furiously commanded, "Guards, seize this wretched son and throw him into prison, and drag that woman away to be beaten to death!"
