King Huai rushed into the dungeon.
He had already rolled up both sleeves high, just waiting to show off his prowess.
But inside the dungeon's private torture chamber, it was cold and dark.
Quietly, without a sound.
He didn't like people coming into his toy room, but he still arranged for servants to clean and tidy it up.
King Huai was displeased: "Why aren't you lighting the lamps?"
A voice came from inside the torture chamber.
"Wouldn't it be more fun to play without lighting lanterns?"
With the sound, a candle was lit.
The candlelight was held in a woman's hand. She stood in the torture chamber, looking at King Huai with a half-smile.
King Huai's head buzzed.
It's her, it's definitely her!
He grinned maliciously.
"Baby, wait for Grandpa here. Don't be afraid, Grandpa will take good care of you in a little while."
The woman actually nodded.
"OK."
She also asked him, "What kind of torture device do you like?"
King Huai did not hesitate.
"A barbed iron whip. With just a light lash, a red snake will immediately coil around the alabaster-white body! And if you gag her, she won't be able to cry... Hahaha!"
Qi Su: "Okay. Let's play that first."
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King Huai stayed in the room for two hours this time.
It was about the same amount of time he usually spent relaxing.
By the time he came out of the dungeon, it was already dark.
His steps were unsteady, he staggered, as if he couldn't walk steadily.
The servant beside him was about to help him up.
King Huai pushed him away.
"Get out!"
His eyes were fixed straight ahead, as if veiled by a thin layer of mist.
He turned and gave the order.
"Go and send some food to the dungeon. Make it a feast, with chicken, duck, fish, meat, and some snacks and drinks."
His words were halting and hesitant, as if he were imitating someone else's speech.
The servant hesitated before asking, "Your Highness, all the prisoners in the dungeon?"
King Huai kicked him.
"Just deliver it when I tell you to, stop talking nonsense."
The servant cried out in pain.
Surprisingly, it didn't hurt.
Normally, if His Highness kicked me, even if my bones didn't break, I would be in pain for half a month.
It seems Your Highness had a very pleasant time in the dungeon today.
My body is completely drained.
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It was late at night.
Qi Su emerged from the dungeon of Prince Huai's mansion.
This area should have been heavily guarded, but there's not a single person here now.
Because after His Highness Prince Huai was released from the dungeon today, he ordered all the defenses in the vicinity to be lifted.
The starlight outside was as bright as water.
A breeze blew by, refreshing and invigorating.
It smells much better than the dungeon.
A dark shadow silently drifted down from the treetop.
He asked her coldly, "Your Highness is asking you where you will be sleeping tonight."
Qi Su chuckled.
“Where else can I sleep as a married woman? Of course I’ll go home to sleep.”
The shadowy figure said coldly, "Your Highness means you can sleep in the Prince Huai's residence if you wish. Prince Huai is strong and capable."
Tsk.
There's a hint of jealousy in her voice.
Qi Su: "Go back, go back."
She responded as she moved her feet.
Yan Xiaosi called out to her.
"That's not the way out."
Qi Su: "Okay! You go back first. The apricot blossoms at Prince Huai's mansion shouldn't have faded yet. I'll go and carry a branch back to appease your master."
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While King Huai was enjoying himself in the dungeon of his own palace...
Princess Qishan went to the temple to worship Buddha and did not return. The King of Qishan went to the temple to welcome her, only to learn that the princess had already returned the previous night.
The temple said it had returned, but the prince's mansion did not.
Princess Qishan simply vanished without a trace.
When the King of Qishan went to fetch his queen, he brought many guards with him.
I also asked many people at the Ciyun Temple, which is a popular place of worship.
The news came quickly.
Before the King of Qishan returned to the city from Ciyun Temple, all the important figures in the palace knew that the newlywed Queen of Qishan had disappeared on her way to offer incense.
Those in the know felt this was typical of King Huai's style of doing things.
But how can one presume to know about matters of the royal family?
His own son and grandson had nothing to do with it; it was that little bitch who got her just desserts.
…
Meanwhile, on the second day.
In the capital, the magistrate of Jingzhao sounded the drum to appeal to the emperor.
The drummers were students from the Imperial Academy; they wanted to seek justice for their fellow student.
The lawsuit alleges that powerful figures bullied a student at the Imperial Academy, publicly humiliating and reprimanding the student before allegedly kidnapping and detaining him.
However, he forged false documents and lied that he had returned to his hometown.
With the imperial examinations in March just around the corner, how could students who have been studying hard possibly return to their hometowns at this time?
They sent a message to his family, but received no news that the student had returned home.
This matter is suspicious; we implore Your Honor to uphold justice.
The literati of the capital city have risen in status and gained considerable influence because of the debate that took place not long ago at the Jinming Bridge over the Jinshui River.
The last time Jin Mingqiao criticized the fall of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
This led to the spread of rumors about the powerful and wealthy in the Great Yan Dynasty oppressing ordinary people.
The students of the Imperial Academy were outraged.
The Imperial Academy Chancellor dared not neglect his duties and quickly wrote a memorial detailing the events leading up to the Emperor's attention.
His Majesty indeed attaches great importance to this.
Coincidentally, this matter is related to King Huai.
On that day at Fengle Tower, King Huai got drunk and got into a fight with several students who spoke up for him after he harassed a wine seller.
They even beat a student so badly that his head bled on the spot.
His eunuchs even threatened that they should wait and see, and that they would grind the student to dust.
Two days later, the student who was seriously injured and bedridden indeed disappeared.
He left only a letter, saying that life in Ganjing was meaningless and he was going back to his hometown.
The emperor summoned Prince Huai to defend himself.
King Huai cried out that he was wronged.
Ask them if they have any evidence.
They had someone from the Ministry of Justice examine the letter, and it was confirmed that the student's letter was indeed written in his own hand.
Although the handwriting is messy and hasty, it is not a forgery.
Moreover, no one witnessed the murder committed by King Huai's men.
This matter was delayed due to unclear evidence and ambiguous facts.
King Huai, however, refused to let it go. In front of the emperor, he even accused them of false accusations.
It caused quite a stir.
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It's just evidence; that's easy.
There's no readily available evidence, but we can quickly make one on the spot.
The Prince of Qishan's Mansion.
Outside, His Highness the Prince of Qishan, gloomy and withdrawn from all social interactions due to the loss of his newlywed wife, was in a state of discontent.
He was sitting at his desk with a lollipop in his mouth.
His aloof demeanor was completely at odds with the lollipop in his mouth.
Before him, the smiling young woman was still asking him questions.
"Is it good? I feel like the syrup has been cooked for too long, it seems a bit bitter."
King Qishan tried to get used to the feeling of having a wooden stick in his mouth.
The reply came a moment later.
"Sweet, very good, not bitter."
The young lady smiled, her eyes crinkling.
"That's good."
She placed the lollipops from the plate in front of him.
"I made this myself, and I'm giving it to my husband. Oh, and I'll let the other girls have a taste too. I'll be going now! Leave the students' affairs to me, I'll take care of them."
King Qishan looked up at her, his brows furrowed.
"Be careful."
After saying that, he added another piece of advice.
"Come back on time for dinner."
Qi Su leaned over, cupped his face, and kissed him.
"Okay, mwah, love you!"
She disappeared outside the door.
Yan Xiaosan suddenly appeared from some unknown corner.
"Master, shall we go with them?"
Yun Wuyi remained expressionless.
He felt very uncomfortable eating that lollipop.
It's not proper to hold it in your mouth while eating, but you can't bear to spit it out.
"No need, there are too many people, it will hinder her movement."
The master actually complained that the black bird would hold her back!
Yan Xiaosan's eyes glanced at the plate of strange-looking lollipops that still smelled sweet.
Just now, Thirty-One said that they should all try it.
Yun Wuyi asked him, "Is there anything else?"
Yan Xiaosan: "...That's all." He should walk away quietly.
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