wild ambition……
Xiao Yanli sneered repeatedly, his voice hoarse: "I have evil ambitions? Who forced me to do that? Wasn't it you, Father?!"
"Do you know what kind of life I lived in the cold palace?! The days of eating leftovers, crawling through dog holes, and being ridden like a dog, have you ever experienced that?!"
"Am I not your son? Why can you dote on other people's sons and ignore me?"
Someone else's son...
Thinking of what he had just said, all the ministers looked at the emperor with cryptic expressions. The emperor's expression did not waver at all: "General He died fighting for Tianqi. As his only bloodline, I naturally have to take care of him."
"I have indeed been negligent towards you, but why do you have to act like this? Haven't you been planning all this for years?"
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xiao Yanli was clearly referring to Xiao Lingyu, but the emperor insisted on putting it on He Yanting.
Everyone had different expressions.
Xiao Yanli's lips curled slightly, but he didn't continue to point out the truth. Instead, his eyes wandered around Xiao Lingyu playfully before continuing, "Planning for years? Your Majesty, you have wronged me. I just acted on impulse and was possessed by a ghost."
His voice was vague and light, like a long sigh.
Even the emperor didn't see through his intentions at first and thought he was just resisting stubbornly.
Uncle Zhang, who was standing next to Xiao Yanli, changed his expression and realized something was wrong.
Then, as everyone's eyes widened slightly, Xiao Yanli lifted his robe and knelt down decisively, his voice choking with sobs, "Father! This is all because I mistakenly trusted this person!"
Uncle Zhang, who was being pointed at by him, had bloodshot eyes.
The emperor also looked over and saw a completely unfamiliar face, so he raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Your Majesty, you may have forgotten that this is Doctor Zhang, the doctor you sent to treat me," Xiao Yanli said, tears streaming down his face. "I, remembering his friendship when we were young, always followed his advice. I've made such a mistake now because of his instigation!"
He just stood there, doing nothing, and it made me want to throw up.
【Not to mention he's still talking now.】
The others: “…”
The emperor did not speak, and Uncle Zhang knew that begging for mercy was useless at this moment, so he drew his sword from his waist.
When he came, he thought about what kind of use this sword would be, but none of them was like the current situation.
He looked around vigilantly without even glancing at Xiao Yanli.
The emperor was obviously very clear about what Xiao Yanli had done, and it made no difference whether he said it or not.
Xiao Mingye drew his sword and rushed forward.
Uncle Zhang's martial arts were ultimately no match for Xiao Mingye's. After a few moves, he could no longer hold on. The moment his arm lost strength, Xiao Mingye pierced his throat!
His head drooped limply.
Xiao Yanli's throat moved slightly.
The emperor's eyes also moved away from Xiao Yanli and fell on Ji Tong beside him.
It's not that he wants to be soft-hearted and let him go, but as he said before, he is already very clear about what Xiao Yanli has done and is just waiting to punish him. In comparison, Ji Tong is now more interesting to the emperor.
Ji Tong was frantically thinking of a way to escape.
"Come and take a look," the emperor pointed at Ji Tong and then looked at Jiang Wenjing. "He's the one who has the evidence against you for treason. Do you recognize him?"
Ji Tong's body was stiff.
He could feel Jiang Wenjing's gaze on him, and he didn't dare to look up.
"I recognize him," he heard Jiang Wenjing's calm voice say, "He is my personal guard in the army."
Ji Tong's heart moved, perhaps...
"No, it's not like that," Ji Tong struggled to speak, "I can't help it, I really can't help it, General, you have to believe me!"
【Oh, please start your performance. 】
Jiang Wenjing was almost unable to continue pretending because of Jiang Zhiyu's voice. He pinched himself with his fingertips before looking at Ji Tong.
Ji Tong's eyes were red, and his voice was choked with sobs: "General, I followed you back to Shengjing because I had nowhere else to go, and secondly, to find the whereabouts of my brother. You know this."
"But Shengjing has not had any clues for many days, and I was seriously injured."
"At that moment, he abducted me and brought me to his residence. He kept saying that he and the general were close friends. He even asked about my brother's characteristics and was very eager to help me find him, so I believed him."
The regret in Ji Tong's eyes didn't seem fake. Xiao Yanli, standing beside him, was already furious, with the same expression as Uncle Zhang just now.
Ji Tong continued, "I didn't have high hopes at first, but I didn't expect him to actually find it. He even threatened me with my brother's life and asked me to testify. I had no choice but to agree..."
"General, this is my fault. I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just ask you to let my brother live."
He smiled bitterly.
Before anyone could react, Xiao Yanli was the first to speak up: "Bullshit! It was you who surrendered to me with those things! How could I ever threaten you?"
He actually said a swear word.
[Okay, the backstab boomerang hit me.]
Ji Tong blinked slightly and looked at Jiang Wenjing who was walking towards him step by step.
He didn't expect Jiang Wenjing to really forgive him after hearing this. He knew Jiang Wenjing, and he was a man who cherished old friendships. Moreover, he had his own reasons for being in trouble.
As long as Jiang Wenjing hesitates and doesn't take action against him immediately, he will have his own way after leaving the palace.
"Puchi" is the sound of a sharp blade piercing through the body.
Ji Tong's thoughts were forced to interrupt, and he belatedly looked down at the tip of the sword exposed in front of his chest.
"I shouldn't have killed you. You might still be useful in the future battle against Mobei," Jiang Wenjing's voice sounded as if it had come out of an ice cellar, frighteningly cold. "But I can't bear it anymore."
Blood had already begun to flow from Ji Tong's mouth, and he looked at him blankly.
"Ever since I learned you were the son of the Heshuo King and that you approached me solely to steal information, I no longer have any feelings for you." Jiang Wenjing yanked his sword away. Ji Tong fell to the ground, groaning. "But you insist on bringing up that incident over and over again. That only intensifies my desire to kill you."
"After all, whenever I think about it, I feel sick."
Ji Tong's throat was blocked by blood and he couldn't speak. He stared at Jiang Wenjing without blinking, and his fingers reached forward, but before he could touch Jiang Wenjing, he had no strength left.
It turns out that he knew everything.
This was Ji Tong’s last consciousness.
Jiang Wenjing threw the sword beside him with a clang.
Xiao Yanli slowly clenched his hands hidden under his sleeves into fists.
It would be a lie to say that he was indifferent after two people died in front of him, but Xiao Yanli was not so frightened by this.
After all, he had realized long ago that this might be a setup.
The emperor has few children left now, and even fewer of them are capable. As long as he insists on listening to others, he still has a chance!
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