“Wen Yuxi, don’t forget, you and I are the same kind of people.”
Wen Yuxi looked up, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes, “The same kind of people?”
Xue Jingyuan looked at him and said slowly, “What I’ve participated in, haven’t you also participated?”
Wen Yuxi chuckled softly at this, his smile not reaching his eyes, “Your Highness, are you trying to threaten this楼主?”
“Wen Yuxi, you and I are grasshoppers on the same rope.” Xue Jingyuan’s gaze turned cold, and he said word by word.
“Your Highness, you know, threatening me is useless.”
Wen Yuxi stood up and looked at Xue Jingyuan with a cold smile, “Your Highness, what are you afraid of?”
“What am I afraid of? I have walked from the beginning to the present, step by step to this position, why should I be afraid?”
Wen Yuxi suddenly leaned forward, his expression carrying a hint of devilish charm, and whispered, “You’re afraid, you’re afraid of Xue Zining.”
Xue Jingyuan’s gaze turned sharp, and he said word by word, “Wen Yuxi…”
“Don’t worry, we are people on the same boat, I know that, so Your Highness can rest assured.”
Xue Jingyuan’s expression improved considerably, “As long as you obediently work for me, I can allow the Qianjin Tower to exist throughout the world.”
Wen Yuxi sneered, “Let’s talk about it when Your Highness unifies the world! Escort the guest…”
Xue Jingyuan glanced at Wen Yuxi, a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Xue Zining returned to the place she, Mo Ran, and Xue Feng had agreed to meet that morning. In the room, besides Mo Ran and Xue Feng, there was another person, Qin Chaohui, whom she had met before.
However, Qin Chaohui was covered in injuries.
Xue Feng was full of anger, “If we hadn’t arrived in time, I’m afraid…”
Mo Ran’s expression was also indescribably grim, “I really didn’t expect them to resort to torture to interrogate Chaohui.”
Xue Zining stepped forward and was shocked by Qin Chaohui’s injuries. Qin Chaohui’s fingers were bloody and mangled. It was clear that he would never be able to wield a sword again, a cruel fate for someone who practiced martial arts.
“How is your side?” Mo Ran turned to ask Xue Zining.
“It should be fine,” Xue Zining replied.
Xue Feng said, “I heard news that they will be beheaded at noon tomorrow in the marketplace.”
Xue Zining nodded, “We’ll go and rescue the prisoners tomorrow.”
Xue Feng looked at Qin Chaohui and said, “Minister Mo, you will stay here and look after Leader Qin tomorrow.”
Mo Ran knew that without combat skills, he would be a burden if he went, so he nodded, “Alright, you… you must return safely.”
Xue Zining and Xue Feng exchanged a look, “We will.”
In truth, neither of them had any confidence.
Soon, the second day arrived.
The three people who had been hanging in Xuanwu City were finally taken down.
Xue Yan licked her lips. After two days of exposure, without a drop of water, it was impossible not to be thirsty. She looked at the two beside her, who were not much better off.
A pair of boots embroidered with golden thread appeared before her. She looked up to see a familiar face. It was a pity that he was once a refined young man. In just a year, the boy had grown into a peerlessly handsome man, with many hidden thoughts.
“What are you here for? To see if we’re dead? But I’m sorry, we won’t die even if you leave us to be exposed for a few more days.” Xue Yan said sarcastically.
“Xue Yan, even if you die, she won’t come. Why lose your life for one person? Is it worth it?”
Xue Yan sneered, “For you, it’s not worth it, but one thing I’ve known since childhood is that a person must have loyalty. Without loyalty, what’s the difference between you and a bastard?”
“How dare you…” Xue Jingyuan’s attendant said angrily.
Xue Yan sneered, her brows filled with mockery, “Am I wrong? Hua… no, it’s now the noble Prince Xueyuan of Xue Country. The former Empress treated you so well, opened her heart to you, and your reward was to stab her fiercely in the heart. Xue Jingyuan, retribution may be delayed, but it will not be denied. You will not have a good end.”
Xue Jingyuan’s gaze turned cold, “Since you refuse to repent, I can only send you on your way.”
“Come on, what has Xue Yan ever feared? Why fear death?” Xue Yan laughed heartily.
Xue Jingyuan flicked his sleeve and said coldly, “Send them to the execution ground.”
Someone had already come to shove Xue Yan into the prison cart.
“Why punish heroes like this? They didn’t even get to eat their last meal before execution, let alone a sip of water,” Xue Song said, smacking his lips.
Xue Yan rolled her eyes at him, “You can eat your fill after we get down.”
Xue Song chuckled softly at this, his smile becoming much gentler, “It’s not boring with you accompanying me.”
Xue Yan’s gaze paused, and her eyes turned red. She turned her face away and said softly, “I’m sorry, I’ve implicated you.”
Xue Song was stunned and sighed, “If we couldn’t be husband and wife on earth, it wouldn’t be bad to be so in the underworld.”
Xue Yan was amused to the point of anger, “You can think of this even in this situation, you… you deserve to die.”
Just as Xue Song was about to speak, Feng Wu in the middle coughed lightly, “Excuse me, can you consider my feelings?”
No one to accompany him, no food to eat, and then having to watch these two people being affectionate, he couldn’t stand it.
“We’re all going to hell, why consider anything?” Xue Song said cheekily.
Feng Wu looked at Xue Song and said, “Xue Song, if I get a chance, I’ll beat you until your teeth are scattered on the ground.”
Xue Song smiled, “Come on, let’s continue in the underworld.”
Feng Wu also smiled, “Alright, I’ll remember.”
Xue Yan also smiled, and tears flowed as she smiled. She wanted to see the Empress again, and she wanted to go to Yin Shou’s grave next year, the man who treated her like a father.
On the execution ground, Xue Yan lay on the chopping block, and said word by word to Feng Wu and Xue Song, “We’ll meet in the underworld.”
She felt the cold gleam of the executioner’s blade slowly descending. She closed her eyes, “Farewell, Empress, farewell, Father…”
Suddenly, a piercing sound exploded in her ears, the sound of weapons clashing against weapons. Xue Yan’s eyes snapped open, and she saw the executioner being forced several steps backward.
She looked into the distance, and a figure in white appeared in her sight.
The flowing white robes were exceptionally dazzling under the scorching sun, emitting a blinding radiance.
“Someone is raiding the execution ground…” someone shouted.
The person in white slowly landed, their long, ink-black hair cascading down their back, their sleeves fluttering.
She slowly turned around, revealing a delicate and beautiful face. Her clear eyes were brighter than ever, as dazzling as the scorching sun.
Xue Yan felt her heart surge, “Your Majesty…” She only managed to utter two words, unable to say anything more.
“Xue Yan, you have suffered.”
Xue Yan shook her head and quickly said, “Why are you here? You should leave quickly…”
The girl interrupted her, “Xue Yan, would anyone abandon their family?”
Xue Yan trembled, looked at the girl’s bright and clear eyes, and then slowly smiled, “Then, today will be a fierce battle.”
“Are you ready?” the girl asked with a smile.
Xue Yan felt the ropes behind her being cut, flexed her limbs, and smiled, “Ready.”