Lin Wanqing knew that she had failed to kill Su Ruojin in Bei Li, so there was no way she could do it in Da Chu. All she could do now was wait, wait quietly.

As long as she doesn't die, she will still have a chance.

The Regent's Palace.

Hu Qing hurriedly entered the study and handed the secret letter in his hand to Xiao Yanchu. "Your Highness, this is a secret letter that the Emperor just sent."

Xiao Yanchu opened it, took a look, and laughed, "Our emperor really won't fall until he sees the coffin."

Just then, Steward Zhang arrived. "Your Highness, Commander Su has arrived."

"Please let him in."

"Greetings, Your Highness," Su Ziyang said, bowing.

Xiao Yanchu helped him up, "Second brother, we're family, no need for formalities."

"Second brother, I've called you here today to discuss something."

"Your Highness, please speak."

......

For the next three days, Xiao Chen also claimed to be ill and did not attend court.

Su Ruojin laughed when she found out, "Is he waiting for Bei Li's reply?"

Xiao Yanchu ladled a bowl of white fungus soup for Su Ruojin and handed it to her, saying, "My Ajin is so smart. This is good too, it gives me more time."

"Even a rabbit will bite when cornered. Aren't you afraid he might be plotting to bite you back? The Xiao Chenyi of today is not the same Xiao Chenyi of the past," Su Ruojin reminded him.

Once people have tasted the power, how could they bear to give it up? They will stop at nothing to secure the power they hold.

"Then let's give it a try."

The third day was the day Wei Xuebin was to be executed.

The sky remained overcast. The light snow that had been falling for several days had stopped, and the snow on the ground was slowly melting, making it feel even colder.

The road from Dali Temple to the execution site at the city gate was crowded with people, all carrying rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, rotten potatoes and other smelly vegetables.

When Wei Xuebin's prison van appeared, the people frantically threw whatever they had into the van; those who had nothing in their hands grabbed some from others and threw it in.

If they couldn't find anything to throw at, they would spit at the prison van, and some even threw mud and stones.

The prison van was cramped, and Wei Xuebin had nowhere to hide. He was hit on the forehead by a stone, and blood flowed out.

The people of Great Chu hate those who collude with the enemy and betray their country the most, let alone someone like Wei Xuebin who defected to the enemy, became a general of the enemy state, and turned his sword against Great Chu.

The constables didn't give Wei Xuebin a friendly look either. He was clearly a citizen of the Great Chu, yet he had harmed his fellow countrymen; he deserved to die.

They didn't stop them, letting the people throw things around as they pleased.

Upon arriving at the execution ground, Wei Xuebin's identity was verified before he was shrouded in a black cloth and taken to a nearby room to await noon.

Inside the room, there was already a person whose build and clothes were exactly the same as Wei Xuebin's.

The only difference was that this person wasn't wearing a hood, only his mouth was gagged, and a bailiff with his head down stood next to him.

Upon seeing this, the constable who brought Wei Xuebin into the room ripped off the hood Wei Xuebin was wearing and handed it over, urging, "Quickly!"

The bailiff, who had been bowing his head, raised it and replied with a "good".

The next second, Wei Xuebin saw the constable who had led him into the room being knocked unconscious by the other party with a single slap, and he looked somewhat puzzled.

While he was in prison, his aunt had already sent someone to inform him that on the day of his execution, someone would take his place and rescue him.

So Wei Xuebin endured being pelted with things by the people along the way. As long as he could survive, what did this humiliation matter?

What's going on here?

Did my aunt change her approach?