"King Xiang, are you saying that Siyi girl also showed up at Yueluopo?"
Empress Dowager Zhang did not dare to face the reality. She had been planning carefully for several days without expecting this result. Last night's plan was for Zhu Siyi to take the initiative to give up.
Yan Wei nodded: "Everything Wei Chen said is true."
After that, he muttered in a low voice: "I thought you all knew it..."
The tent was now quiet except for Scarlett's weak sobs.
Yan Xing was kneeling three feet away from her, and could hear her every gasp and every breath clearly.
As long as Zhu Scarlett loses her virginity before marriage and has an honest reason to break off the engagement with her, his plan will be successful.
So whether she ends up dead or alive, whether her future is good or bad, it has nothing to do with him.
But why, seeing her desolate and resentful look and hearing her cries of sorrow and grievance, did his heart feel a dull pain?
He was not at all as happy as he had imagined when the dust settled.
Yan Xing tried to divert his attention and kowtowed again: "Wei Chen implores Your Majesty to issue an order to terminate the engagement between Wei Chen and Miss Zhu Er, in order to protect Miss Zhu Er's reputation."
Yan Xiu sat in the main seat and meditated. After a while, he twirled his fingers and said calmly: "That's right."
It wasn't until Yan Xiu said the word that Zhu Sijia felt like she was completely reborn, as if her soul had gone through the raging fire of karma and been reborn.
She did it.
She finally got rid of Yan Xing's sixteen-year nightmare.
But she could only lower her head and continue to pretend to be in a state of grief. She was afraid that she would not be able to help but laugh when she raised her head.
Yan Xiu said sternly: "It is my decree that from now on, Zhu Sijia, the concubine of Prince Yan's palace, will be my beauties. Due to the inconvenience of hunting in autumn, we will return to the palace to discuss the promotion ceremony."
"I will investigate what happened last night to the end. The matter will be handled by the Dragon Guards, and the person behind it will be found within seven days. This person deceived the emperor and killed Zhongliang. He will be sentenced to death in a consecutive sitting system to serve as a warning to others."
Even if you sit down, the lives of at least hundreds of people will be at stake.
The Dragon Guard is a terrifying existence in Da Qin. This is a hidden guard organization established by Yan Xiu himself, also known as Yanxue Tower.
There are many masters in Yanxue Tower with footprints all over the world. They are best at gathering intelligence, extracting confessions through torture and specializing in assassination. They directly take orders from him.
Zhu Sijia took a breath, Yan Xiu already knew the truth of the matter and would definitely use it to attack the Queen Mother and her relatives.
For a person who ascended to the throne at the age of eleven, this reflex is his least worth mentioning ability.
Sure enough, the next moment, Yan Xiu changed the topic to her:
"I wish you, beauty, do you still remember what the maid who took you away from the banquet last night looked like?"
Zhu Sijia shook her head: "My daughter... I don't remember anything. I only remember that I drank the wine that the eldest sister handed me, and I got drunk after talking to the eldest sister for a while. Maybe the eldest sister was very fond of that person." Is the palace lady impressed?"
How dare she shake Zhu Siyi out directly!
Doesn't this make it clear that there is something wrong with that glass of wine?
Empress Dowager Zhang and Yan Xing's faces instantly turned pale.
"Pass an order for Miss Zhu to visit the Dragon Guard."
When Yan Xiu said these words, his eyes were stern, and he did not show any mercy towards his cousin.
It was not his turn to worry about the rest.
"Beauty, please accompany me on a hunting trip."
He stood up, strode forward, brought out a gust of wind, his hem flew, and extended a pampered hand to Zhu Sijia who was kneeling on the ground.
Zhu Sijia slowly put her hand on his, and the moment she put it on, he pulled her up into his arms.
…
It was said to be a safari, but Zhu Scarlett's bones were weak and her muscles were numb, and she was sluggish. Yan Xiu did not make things difficult for her, but just led her on a horse gallop in the endless wilderness.
She sat firmly in Yan Xiu's arms, with his solid and broad chest behind her, and the cool autumn wind coming towards her. The autumn wind carried a unique smell, and the smell of withered vegetation in the dry air reminded her of her time in the North.
Zhu Sijia was sent to the North by Prince Yan at the age of five, and was taken back to Xijing at the age of fourteen. In her previous life, she was poisoned until the age of thirty-two. During these eighteen long years, her cages changed one after another.
She was never able to return to the Northland that she longed for.
She missed this feeling of freedom so much, it seemed like she was back in the northern prairie again.
Under the bright sky, the golden dragon shining on Yan Xiu's clothes was too dazzling. She closed her eyes lightly and inhaled the scent greedily.
When the autumn hunting is over, she will return to the palace with Yan Xiu and enter a larger cage.
The galloping horse's hoofs suddenly stopped. Yan Xiu put the reins into her hands and breathed warm breath into her ears:
"Try it."
He cherishes words like gold and rarely wastes words with others.
Except on the bed.
Zhu Sijia turned her head to look at him, facing him with a captivating face, looking at her without any warmth in her eyes.
"Your Majesty, is it okay for me to be a concubine?"
"Don't worry about anything, just run forward."
"good."
…
When they returned to the Xihe Valley where they were stationed at the camp, Zhu Sijia still had more to say.
Until she saw the flayed and cramped corpses hanging densely on the flagpole of the polo ground that was being prepared.
Under the flagpole are the dragon guards who are handling the corpses with expressionless faces.
These people should have died not long ago, and some were hanged before they even expired. Without the protection of their outer skin, all their flesh and blood were exposed. The dark blue veins on their bodies were clearly visible, and fresh blood slowly dripped to the ground. .
This reminded her of her own two hands that had been torn apart.
"ah--!"
Zhu Sijia let out a long scream. She covered her eyes in pain, unwilling to look at this shocking sight.
The Dragon Guards were very efficient. In just one afternoon, they executed all the people involved in this matter.
Yan Xiu felt that a few more people should be hung on the flagpole, the real culprits.
After all, he could recognize the group of people who turned into ashes.
"Do you know why this is happening?" Yan Xiu lowered his head and whispered in Zhu Sijia's ear, "The majestic emperor was tricked into sleeping with his younger brother's future princess. If we don't punish her severely and shock the world, there will always be people who continue to plot against me."
"Whether the world calls me cruel or cruel, I am ordered by heaven to be the master of all things. Those who dare to compete with me will have only one fate."
In a daze, Zhu Sijia thought of his posthumous title and evaluation. Not only was he a "martial", but what was even more criticized was his "violence".
She lives a new life, and if she wants to take revenge, whether it is herself or others, the price she will pay will be more or less.
Her and her sister's lives have been saved for the time being, but with the turmoil in Xijing City, will her fate be better than those of these people who died in the future?
