Not only that, but because it's so cold outside, Xinglai even had a stove set up, seemingly intending to slowly wear it down.
Nan Zhiyun was held captive in Yu Jingchen's arms, with a cloak brought to her, leaving only her head exposed. She knew that things were definitely not going to stay calm.
When Yu Jingchen sat down, he simply waved his hand casually. The guard, with keen insight, kicked Yu Jing'an in the back of the knee, causing Yu Jing'an to kneel down uncontrollably.
"Yu Jingchen, you dare touch me?! Aren't you afraid of being condemned by the whole world?" Yu Jing'an was now afraid. But Yu Jingchen didn't care at all.
"Does the world not know how much blood my own brothers have on my hands? Do you think I would care? Even if they disapprove, who dares to say a word against me to my face?" Yu Jingchen's tone was gloomy, as if he had heard something amusing. Brothers? Does the royal family even deserve to talk about that? Besides, wasn't Yu Jing'an the same just now?
"Yu Jingchen, you can't touch me!" Yu Jing'an was unwilling to give up.
"You're really noisy," Yu Jingchen said to Nan Zhiyun as he tucked her cloak in.
"Your Majesty, why don't you let this servant pull out his tongue?" Xing Lai had long been disgusted with Yu Jing'an; he really didn't know what was good for him.
"No need, how could I be so cruel? Besides, if I cut out your tongue, it'll be no fun if you can't scream anymore. I love hearing screams like that." Yu Jingchen said softly.
"Yes..." Xinglai glanced sympathetically at the group of people kneeling below. Needless to say, judging from His Majesty's posture, not a single one of them could escape.
"Are you really not going in? It's a bit cold outside, and the scene won't be pleasant in a little while. I'm afraid Yun'er won't be able to handle it. How about I have someone send you back to He'an Palace?" Yu Jingchen lowered his head, still worried, and asked Nan Zhiyun again. Compared to before, his voice was so gentle that it was as if he were a completely different person.
"Your Majesty, hold me, I'm not afraid..." Nan Zhiyun didn't want to go back.
Yu Jingchen didn't ask any more questions. He reached out and ruffled her hair, then tucked her into his arms.
The Empress Dowager watched from the side without saying anything. Someone next to her, Gu Yin, disguised as a palace maid, draped a cloak over her shoulders.
"It's cold, let's go back," Gu Yin whispered.
The Empress Dowager shook her head and remained silent. Gu Yin understood her meaning, so he simply stopped talking and stood obediently beside her. Compared to before, he seemed to have aged a lot.
"Bring them along," Yu Jingchen said. Who else? Wasn't Yu Jing'an already here?
Everyone's gaze turned to the families of the ministers. Upon seeing these people, the ministers, who were already terrified, completely broke down and cried out for mercy.
"Did you bring everything?" Yu Jingchen asked.
“All the officials’ families have arrived, and the remaining servants have all been locked up inside the mansion. There will be absolutely no mistakes,” Xinglai replied.
"My esteemed ministers, you are quite capable. There are about ten of you here. You certainly know how to do things, enjoying the high positions and generous salaries I have given you while serving this dog, Yu Jing'an." Yu Jingchen's words were flat, but they were truly terrifying.
"Your Majesty, spare us! Your Majesty, spare us!" The ministers begged for mercy one after another. In fact, most of them were from Yu Jing'an's maternal family. They were originally from Yu Jing'an's faction.
"Rebellion is a capital offense punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family." Yu Jingchen's words undoubtedly sealed their fate.
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