"Trash!" Nangong Yi sneered, his body incredibly weak, struggling even to lift his foot to step on the captain of the guards.
Nangong Yi slowly approached the captain of the guards, looking down at the dying man.
A playful smile curved his lips as he taunted, "How is it? Feels pretty good, doesn't it?"
"You... you are despicable..." the captain of the guards spat through gritted teeth.
"Despicable? Heh, I don't think so. This is called wisdom." Nangong Yi burst into laughter.
Suddenly, Nangong Yi's expression turned ferocious, his eyes filled with venom. He coldly sneered, "You are unrighteous, so don't blame me for being so. Since you want to kill me, then let's go down together!"
As the words fell, Nangong Yi's arm trembled violently. The spear flew from his hand, carrying a terrifying pressure as it shot out, piercing the captain of the guards' throat with lightning speed.
"Ugh..." The captain of the guards' eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Nangong Yi. He had never dreamed he would die at Nangong Yi's hands!
"Bang!" The captain of the guards' body slumped to the ground limply, blood gushing from his throat.
Looking at the captain of the guards who died with his eyes wide open, a fierce glint flashed in Nangong Yi's eyes. He had known this day would come, so he had secretly prepared a potent poison.
When the poison took effect, he had taken the antidote. This way, he wouldn't have to sit and wait for death, choosing instead to fight for his life.
"Nangong Yi, you are indeed a man. It was not in vain that I cultivated you!"
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly echoed, and a tall, slender figure slowly walked into the prison.
"You are... Chu Chen?" Upon seeing the figure clearly, Nangong Yi's pupils contracted sharply, a look of horror and panic flashing in his eyes. He never expected Chu Chen to come in person, nor did he expect him to dare kill the captain of the guards.
Nangong Yi knew very well that Chu Chen was no fool. He wouldn't risk sending just a captain of the guards to apprehend him.
In other words, this matter was intended by His Majesty, and Chu Chen was also deceived by His Majesty.
Realizing this, Nangong Yi's face turned ashen. He understood that he was completely finished.
Chu Chen walked up to Nangong Yi and looked down at him condescendingly, saying coldly, "Nangong Yi, you have plotted against the current Emperor.
You have committed heinous crimes, your sins are unforgivable, and you deserve to die!"
"I am innocent. I never poisoned His Majesty. Someone must have framed me!" Nangong Yi shook his head desperately, trying to辩驳.
Despite being a prince, he had never considered patricide or fratricide.
Chu Chen raised an eyebrow, seemingly sensing Nangong Yi's abnormality, and asked, "You just said you are innocent?"
Hearing this, a flicker of hope ignited in Nangong Yi's heart. He quickly said, "That's right, I never poisoned His Majesty. Please believe me, I didn't kill him!"
"If you didn't poison him, then why is His Majesty poisoned?" Chu Chen asked again.
His tone gradually intensified, "I advise you to confess honestly. Perhaps His Majesty will at least leave you with a whole corpse."
"I really didn't poison him!" Nangong Yi roared with agitation, veins bulging on his forehead.
Chu Chen frowned, "Since you are stubborn and refuse to repent, then don't blame me."
"Your subject pays his respects to His Majesty!" Seeing the Emperor appear, Chu Chen and the others bowed respectfully, their gazes falling on Long Kun with confusion.
The Emperor stared grimly at Nangong Yi, a look of sorrow appearing on his face, and sighed.
"Nangong Yi, I thought you were just a bit unruly in temperament, not a bad person. I never expected you to be so deranged as to poison your own father."
"Father..." Nangong Yi stared blankly at Long Kun. He never imagined that Long Kun would personally descend, and that Long Kun's tone would be so disappointed.
"I didn't..." Nangong Yi said, on the verge of tears.
"Enough!" Long Kun shouted, interrupting Nangong Yi, and said coldly, "Your crimes have been proclaimed to the world, the evidence is conclusive, what else is there to argue about?"
Nangong Yi's face paled, his heart filled with bitterness and regret. If he had known this would be the outcome,
He would rather bear the infamy of patricide and usurpation than let Nangong Yi continue to live, even if he would be reviled by thousands in the future.
"Nangong Yi, considering you have served me for so many years, I can spare your life. You may leave."
Long Kun waved his hand, his eyes dim, as if he had suddenly aged considerably.
"Father..." Nangong Yi was stunned, looking at Long Kun in disbelief.
"Aren't you going to leave?" Long Kun roared, a hint of pain hidden deep within his eyes.
"Hahaha..." Nangong Yi suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his eyes slightly red, and said mournfully, "You want to drive me away from the palace, to make me leave my homeland. How heartless you are!"
"Nangong Yi, do you know what you are saying?" Long Kun's eyes suddenly froze, looking at Nangong Yi coldly, his voice laced with chilling intent.
"I am speaking the truth! I didn't poison him! I didn't!" Nangong Yi roared hysterically, as if he had gone mad, appearing utterly deranged.
"You scoundrel, you are truly an unfilial son!" Long Kun roared, then lightly waved his sleeve. A gust of wind swept through, and Nangong Yi's body was immediately blown several meters away.
Seeing this, Chu Chen and the others were shaken. Nangong Yi was, after all, the Emperor's son. That the Emperor could bear to strike him so cruelly showed how deeply disappointed he was in Nangong Yi.
"You may all withdraw." Long Kun waved his hand, speaking indifferently.
"Yes." Chu Chen and the other two lowered their heads and quickly withdrew from the prison.
"Your Majesty, are you not afraid of public outrage by doing this?" After Chu Chen and the others left, Nangong Yi calmed down and asked in a deep voice.
"Hmph!" Long Kun snorted and said, "So many years, and I am too disappointed in you."
"Do you think I would believe you?" Nangong Yi mocked, knowing very well that Long Kun would never let him go.
"I don't care if you poisoned him, nor do I care what method you used to make the captain of the guards take the blame for you. In short, you must die." Long Kun's tone was resolute, his attitude unyielding.
Nangong Yi clenched his fists, a sharp killing intent emanating from his body. He stared intently at Long Kun, questioning him.
"Father, what exactly did I do wrong? Why do you treat me like this?"
"You did nothing wrong. I just want to fulfill your wish." Long Kun said coldly, his face as placid as a stagnant pool.
"Fulfill my wish?" Nangong Yi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly thought of something and exclaimed, "Could it be that you want to force me to marry Yang Susu?"
"That's right. Don't you like her? I will fulfill your wish and let her marry you!" Long Kun said indifferently.
He then added, "Don't worry, as long as you do as I say, I will let you live happily together forever, and even bestow the throne upon you."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yi's entire face instantly contorted into a savage mask. His eyes turned blood red, and he roared hysterically, "I refuse!"