The young man with fair skin curled his lips into a cruel smile and then opened the imperial decree: "By Heaven's mandate, the Emperor decrees, that Prince Xia, now 16 years of age, shall be enfeoffed as King of Huangzhou according to ancestral rites. He shall depart for his fiefdom in Huangzhou tomorrow. On pain of death, he is not to return to the capital without imperial summons. Thus it is decreed!","Little brother, this bowl is a tribute from the Han Kingdom. It's said to be a heavenly auspicious object that fell from the sky. You must treat it with care and place it in the Wangfu of the desolate state. Offer incense to it morning and night, for whenever you see the bowl, remember your father.",The Noble Consort's eyes were filled with sorrow, her pearly teeth bitten red, her hatred soaring straight to the heavens: "Why do you have to put him to death only to be happy"。