Lu Xingjian came out of the study and asked the imperial physician to take the medicine bottle from Su Wanwan's hand to test its efficacy.

The imperial physician replied, "This pill has the same efficacy and ingredients as the one we had last time."

Lu Xingjian raised an eyebrow.

In this way, we won't have to be threatened by Liu Jin.

Although Wanwan only fainted once and her condition was fine afterwards, he still wanted to spare Liu Jin's life, just in case.

Su Wanwan looked at Lu Xingjian with a serious expression: "Liu Jin must be killed!"

"Liu Qi's family was not the only one whose family was destroyed by Liu Jin."

Lu Xingjian frowned.

"Let me think about it."

Su Wanwan pursed her lips.

As expected, Lu Xingjian had no intention of killing Liu Jin.

Su Wanwan went to see Zhang Yong in person.

Now Zhang Yong's power has greatly increased, and he is full of vigor.

Many eunuchs and court officials who were loyal to Liu Jin kept sending him gifts, fearing that one day they would be identified as part of Liu Jin's faction. Losing their official positions would be a minor matter; being imprisoned and convicted would be the end of them.

He was a eunuch in the Imperial Household Department, but the eunuchs in the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs all fawned over him, and they were extremely apprehensive about it.

After all, the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs was Liu Jin's territory.

Zhang Yong, with gentle eyes and a respectful attitude, said, "Your Majesty's presence is a great honor for this humble subject."

Su Wanwan didn't waste any words, "Have you found any clues about Li Rong's death?"

Zhang Yong paused slightly, then said, "Not yet."

"Investigate the people Liu Jin has used and get a result as soon as possible."

Zhang Yong raised an eyebrow, "Why is Your Majesty so concerned about this matter?"

Several years have passed.

He was just a eunuch, not one of her men.

She cared about this matter even more than the emperor himself.

Su Wanwan gave Zhang Yong a deep look.

“My people cannot continue to suffer injustice.”

She couldn't say it outright; she was determined to kill Liu Jin.

Even Zhang Yong, who was at odds with Liu Jin, would feel wary.

Nobody wants their master to be a ruthless person.

In the case of Li Rong's murder, Liu Qi was identified as the killer.

If it weren't for Su Wanwan's secret intervention, Liu Qi would have been proven guilty long ago.

Zhang Yong's pupils trembled slightly, and he turned his gaze away.

The words "my people" resonated powerfully.

In her heart, he should belong to her, right?

So they told him directly about Yan Ge'er's identity.

This trust and entrustment.

Zhang Yong suppressed his emotions and said solemnly, "Your subject obeys."

Soon, the truth about Li Rong's murder came to light.

The murderer was none other than Liu Jin's trusted subordinate.

This incident caused an uproar among the eunuchs.

Liu Jin is too ruthless.

Li Rong was well-liked and treated the eunuchs with fairness, sometimes even speaking well of them to the emperor.

Liu Jin even killed Li Rong; what humanity does he have left?

The contrast between the two situations led to a new level of resentment and hatred towards Liu Jin.

Public opinion was overwhelmingly against Liu Jin's execution.

Despite the pressure, Lu Xingjian refused to kill Liu Jin.

Su Wanwan even turned against him.

"The guards of the Prince of Ning's mansion have been dismissed for over fifty years, but Liu Jin accepted bribes from the Prince of Ning's mansion and reinstated them as soon as he said he would!"

"If we don't make an example of this to deter others, what will you do if other regional princes follow suit?!"

Lu Xingjian looked at her angry face, her chest heaving with rage, and took a deep breath.

"Stop fooling around."

"Do you think I'm being silly?" Su Wanwan asked.

Lu Xingjian's jaw muscles bulged.

"Liu Jin is too cunning. I'm afraid I'll regret killing him later."

Su Wanwan's eyes were slightly cold.

He didn't say anything more.

"Don't be angry anymore," Lu Xingjian hugged her. "What gift do you want? I'll find it for you, okay?"

“Sure, one million taels of silver.”

“Okay,” Lu Xingjian gently patted her back, “as long as you like it.”

His usual way of making her happy was to give her money, lots and lots of money.

As for Wanwan, who was already the Empress, she had grown up in the palace since childhood and was used to the riches and honors.

Ordinary jewelry can no longer impress her.

"Give it to me." Su Wanwan didn't give him a chance to make a promise.

Lu Xingjian was not ambiguous either.

He personally took a million taels of silver notes and handed them to her.

Su Wanwan responded enthusiastically to his generosity, and the couple joked around for most of the night.

Lu Xingjian's lips hovered near hers, a thin, clear strand of liquid connecting their lips. "Wife, why are you so passionate today?"

His enthusiasm made him a little uneasy.

"dislike?"

"How could that be?" At Lu Xingjian's age, he should be in his prime, full of vigor and vitality.

However, I have always been mindful of Wanwan's poor health and have been somewhat restrained.

After finishing their business, the two were so exhausted that they fell asleep.

Su Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes and pushed away Lu Xingjian's hand that was around her waist.

The man assumed she was going to the bathroom, so he turned over and went back to sleep.

Su Wanwan went to the study, found the memorial requesting that Liu Jin be executed by slow slicing, and wrote in her imperial hand: "Yes, no need to submit a reply."

Then he stuffed the memorial into the pile of memorials that Lu Xing had already reviewed.

Early the next morning, Meng Yue came to collect the memorial for use with the official seal.

When the eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial saw the words "the crime is heinous and the rebellious nature is evident; he should be severely punished and executed by slow slicing for three days" on the memorial, his hand trembled and he slumped into his chair.

What does it mean to be a servant of a ruler who is also a servant of a tiger?

The once all-powerful "Standing Emperor," the Nine Thousand Years Old, is now to suffer the cruel torture of being slowly sliced ​​to death for three days!

After the memorial was stamped, it was sent out of the palace.

The world was in an uproar.

Lu Xingjian got up late and received the news close to noon.

He sat before his desk in a daze for a long time before issuing an order:

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