[You guys are leaving just like that? Without me?]
After Qin Songmo and the other two entered the palace together, they left Li Shengyi alone in the Prime Minister's residence, eagerly waiting for the triumphant return of the three.
Now three people have indeed returned victorious, but only two have returned.
The person she cared about most was unexpectedly attacked!
[Chu Huaifeng has no moral principles! ]
The voice behind them fell into the ears of Meng Jiuan and the others.
The two of them seemed not to have heard anything and quickened their pace.
Li Shengyi watched the two men walk further and further away, stamped his feet, and said sternly, "Uncle Mingyue, I know you are all here."
"Take Qingfeng back to heal his wounds, Uncle Mingyue. I'm going to Caishikou."
Caishikou was originally the place where the heads of criminals with heinous crimes were beheaded.
The place was filled with the blood of prisoners, and the ground beneath their feet had long been washed by the blood, dyed dark red.
Children are prone to attracting bad things, and Caishikou is not an auspicious place, so ordinary families would not allow their children to go to Caishikou to play.
Now Li Shengyi suggested going to Caishikou.
Ming Yue, who had just returned from the execution hall, stood quietly beside his young lady. His usually stern face now showed some hesitation.
"Miss, the Prime Minister said..."
"My father asked you to stay with me so that you can protect me."
"Now that Uncle Shen has returned with his troops, the entire capital is surrounded by the Imperial Guards again."
"The Second Prince has fallen from power, and the Imperial Concubine's life and death are uncertain, leaving the Fifth Prince alone to shoulder the entire burden. With no escape route, such a person is most likely to go mad."
"Mingyue, do you want my father to die?"
Every word of the low and serious voice fell on Ming Yue's heart. Looking at the child in front of him who was just as tall as his waist, the expression on his face and eyes was not like that of a five-year-old child.
Even young people from ordinary families may not be able to show such a majestic look.
After thinking it over for a moment, Mingyue shook her head and said, "I don't want to."
Li Shengyi opened his arms towards him and said, "Take me there."
She is still young, and her short legs definitely can't run faster than Mingyue.
If Mingyue carried her over, perhaps she could catch up with Meng Jiuan and the others.
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Caishikou, which has been deserted for some time, is particularly lively today.
The people surrounded the guillotine and looked at the two people kneeling on it with complicated eyes.
"How could this be? The twelfth prince is actually the product of the prime minister and the imperial concubine?"
"You can only judge a person by his appearance, not his heart. How could these corrupt officials truly serve the people and the country wholeheartedly? They just want to embezzle the stolen money."
"The twelfth prince is just a child after all. What did he do wrong?"
"That's a nice thing to say. If you were Your Majesty, would you be angry if you learned that your most beloved youngest son was the son of a minister and a favored concubine?"
......
The chatter below the guillotine was filled with the sounds of people talking.
Chu Huaize knelt on the guillotine, his hands tied behind his back, his little face covered with tear marks.
Hearing the discussion from the audience, he sobbed, and with red eyes he looked up at the people around him, "Prime Minister Qin, are you angry or afraid?"
Qin Songmo was already weak, and his face was as pale as paper at this moment.
He coughed lightly twice, and seeing that the little prince couldn't open his eyes due to the wind, he turned sideways to block the wind for him, "Why are you afraid? Why are you angry?"
“If you haven’t done something, no matter what others say, you haven’t done it.”
"Don't be afraid, Twelfth Prince."
He spoke so softly that Chu Huaize almost didn't hear it.
"But they say that this prince is your child. Obviously not. My sister is your only child."
"And what they said is all nonsense. You are dedicated to the country and the people. If it weren't for you, if it weren't for the Crown Prince, how could they have the good life they have now?"
Chu Huaize is still young, and although he has begun to understand things, he still cannot control his inner anger when faced with grievances.
He felt unwilling and angry on behalf of Qin Songmo.
Qin Songmo served as prime minister for two dynasties, devoting himself to the country and the people. He fainted in the court many times and insisted on attending court despite being sick many times.
If all these are not enough, then who can do better than him and care about the people more than him?
Chu Huaize pursed his lips, feeling more and more aggrieved the more he thought about it, and tears fell from his eyes again.
Qin Songmo listened to the sobbing sound coming from his ears, and a silent sigh escaped from his throat.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at a corner below the guillotine.
There, two figures fell into his sight.
One familiar, the other unfamiliar.
Only the stranger...
But it was a delusion of his when he was young.
The Prime Minister of Great Chu, who usually appears to have a cold look on his face, now had a sneer on his face.
He saw the figure turn around and then walk towards him.
When the man came closer, he finally saw the smug look on his face.
It's like a rooster that has seen victory and is ready for victory.
Until the man walked up to the guillotine and stood in front of him, without waiting for either of them to speak, Chu Huaize next to him suddenly shouted in a fierce voice.
"Who the hell are you? How dare you come up to me? Get out of here!"
The man's face was full of wrinkles and his hair was white. He was about to say something to Qin Songmo, but was interrupted by the child's voice beside him.
With his eyebrows furrowed, he glanced at Chu Huaize impatiently, "I'm talking to my son, why do you have to care about it, little brat?"
When Chu Huaize heard the man claiming to be Qin Songmo's father, his eyes widened in disbelief, "You said you are Prime Minister Qin's father?"
"Are you lying?! Prime Minister Qin's father went into the mountains in winter and was killed by hungry wolves. And who do you think you are? Do you know who I am?!"
Chu Huaize's attitude was too intense.
This caused the impatient expression on the visitor's face to deepen a lot.
He turned his head to look at Chu Huaifeng in the audience. The latter raised his chin to the people next to him, and someone immediately came on stage and covered Chu Huaize's mouth and took him away.
Seeing Chu Huaize being taken down from the guillotine with his mouth covered, and seeing the shocked and angry expression on his little face, Qin Songmo retracted his gaze and met the eyes of the person in front of him.
"I don't have a father. My father is dead."
The clear and cold voice was even colder than the winter wind.
After hearing what he said, Wen Qingxiu's frown almost twisted into a ball.
After taking a deep breath, Wen Qingxiu gritted his teeth and said, "Wen Songmo, you are quite capable. You haven't returned home for so many years, and you still dare to suppress our family."
"If the Fifth Prince hadn't found me, I wouldn't have believed that the bastard born by that lowly slave could actually become the Prime Minister of Great Chu."
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