Chapter 230
Yin Zijin leaned forward slightly and stared at Liu Jun. His originally cold eyes suddenly became extremely gentle, like the warm spring sun shining on her. The fear in Yin Zijin's heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of indescribable courage.
He took a deep breath, tremblingly stretched out his pair of slender jade hands like green onions, and slowly reached towards the jade bowl in Liu Jun's hand. He held the edge of the bowl tremblingly and said softly, "Let me do it! Thank you, Master Liu."
Yin Zijin held the jade bowl in both hands. Although his throat was already dry, he still maintained his innate reserve. He pursed his lips gently and sipped the brown sugar ginger tea in the bowl in small sips.
He drank each sip quickly, as if he was afraid that others would find out that he was actually extremely thirsty. The good habits, etiquette and strict upbringing he developed over the years prevented him from doing anything overly bold.
At this moment, Liu Jun inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yin Zijin's delicate arms, as white as lotus roots, emerging from her sleeves. In an instant, he felt a panic in his heart and his eyes were involuntarily drawn over there.
Until Yin Zijin successfully took the jade bowl and began to drink tea attentively, Liu Jun still stood there, with the snow-white arm constantly appearing in his mind.
After drinking the last drop of brown sugar ginger tea, Yin Zijin gently put down the jade bowl, picked up the handkerchief beside her and wiped the corners of her mouth elegantly. Suddenly, he noticed that his arms, which he had inadvertently exposed, were covered with bright red marks.
These red marks were like ferocious little snakes, coiling on his flawless white skin. At this moment, the stinging sensation became more intense. Yin Zijin couldn't help but frown slightly, and a trace of pain flashed across her beautiful face.
Liu Jun suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes fixed on Yin Zijin's slender white arms, where he saw shocking red marks crisscrossing each other, which were the cruel marks left after being bound by silk for a long time.
He couldn't help but frowned and said in a cold tone: "The red marks on the body may not disappear in a short time. If they can't be rubbed out as soon as possible, after seven days, the red marks will only get deeper and deeper."
As he spoke, Liu Jun hurriedly turned around, brought out a bowl of steaming hot porridge, slowly handed it to Yin Zijin, and whispered, "This is what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince prepared for you. Eat it while it's hot. After you finish it, drink a bowl of soup to drive away the cold."
Yin Zijin nodded slightly, took the bowl of hot porridge gratefully, and tasted it slowly. Every sip was filled with warmth, flowing down her throat and gradually warming her body that had been cold for a long time.
When he finally finished drinking the bowl of cold-dispelling medicine, his originally pale face gradually regained some color, and his body slowly began to relax.
At this time, Yin Zijin raised his head and looked at Liu Jun, his eyes full of worry and anxiety, and asked with a trembling voice: "Master Liu, I wonder how the case is going now?"
Liu Jun took a deep look at Yin Zijin's current state. Seeing that her spirits had improved slightly, he was relieved. Then he lowered his voice and explained to him solemnly: "
Du Lin had been convicted, and all the men in his family, a total of 128 people, were exiled to the remote and difficult Lingnan area; the women were either made slaves or maids, or forced to become official prostitutes. Imperial Master Xu Run and Li Ma were sentenced to be beheaded at Caishikou three days later. Yuanyang died of hemorrhage two hours after you were hanged in the clan house.
That baby is Du Lin's own flesh and blood, and has been taken to the Jiaofang Division, where she should be raised as a courtesan..."
Yin Zijin asked with some chill in her heart: "Can't the evidence Yuanyang said put Du Lin to death? The adults committed the sin, but the one who suffered is the newborn baby..."
Liu Jun chuckled, and said with a mixture of 70% ridicule and 30% helplessness: "No matter what, Du Lin is still the prince consort, not to mention that Du Lin and the queen have a close relationship.
The emperor now relies heavily on the Du family, and uses the poor family headed by the Du family to balance the other three major families. Du Lin can be punished, but not killed..."
Yin Zijin smiled bitterly: "You are right, how could Du Lin die so easily? He has so many people and forces behind him, how could he die so easily? I am too naive.
Even if the princess sought justice for herself, it would be useless because she was a woman, a lady, a flowerpot admired by everyone, a tool for marriage alliance, and she was insignificant and dispensable in the struggle for power.
She can sacrifice herself and pay the price with her life, but she cannot affect the overall situation.
Li Ma and Xu Run can die, because they are just minions, ants that can be easily dealt with..."
Yin Zijin slowly closed his eyes. His delicate body seemed to be shrouded in an invisible fatigue, and he looked extremely haggard and fragile. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. There was silence all around and no one knew how much time had passed.
Finally, Yin Zijin asked in an inaudible voice: "What is the evidence that Yuanyang mentioned?" These words were as weak as a candle in the wind.
Liu Jun, who had been watching Yin Zijin silently, unconsciously flashed a trace of pity in his deep eyes when he saw him like this. However, this emotion only flashed by and disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared.
Liu Jun stared quietly at the woman in front of him, feeling a surge of complex emotions in his heart. Thinking back on his past life experiences, he couldn't help feeling bitter.
He grew up in poverty and his family was very poor. He lost his parents at a young age, and his only relative is his elderly and frail grandmother. Over the years, how many people has Liu Jun killed? Good person? Bad guy? Even Liu Jun himself couldn't tell the difference.
For Liu Jun, he knew very well that he was just a sharp blade in the emperor's hand, a cold-blooded and emotionless killing tool.
After listening to Yin Zijin's words, Liu Jun continued to explain: "..."
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