Han Luoxue frowned deeply. Even if Meng Yao had gone too far, it was understandable that others would retaliate against her. But General Meng's actions…
Such a person is too ruthless and cruel. Holding Bian Que (a legendary Chinese physician) in his hands is definitely not a blessing for this country.
She could talk to Han Yuchen later, or wait until he got back. Han Luoxue couldn't control how things were handled, but she should at least give him a heads-up.
After Mengyao was taken away, she was handed over directly to the Ministry of Justice. A doctor was called that day to remove the dagger and provide basic first aid.
The Ministry of Justice's verdict came down quickly, and I heard that the execution would take place in ten days—by beheading.
Han Luoxue felt a pang of sadness upon hearing the news. Who could have imagined that the former most beautiful woman in the capital would end up like this?
Not long ago, she wore a phoenix coronet and embroidered robe and married the most promising man in the country.
The announcement caused an uproar among the people of Beijing.
They knew that Han Luoxue was innocent, and that she had been framed by the former Crown Princess. Many people sighed when they heard that such a beautiful woman was to be beheaded.
Like Han Luoxue, life is unpredictable.
"What did you say? She wants to see me?" Upon hearing the news from the Ministry of Justice, Zhou Jie pointed to herself, unable to believe it at all.
"Miss Zhou, she wants to see you and Mrs. Han."
The yamen runner who came to deliver the message also looked helpless. This was the prisoner's only request before he died. Their superiors said that even if they didn't care about the monk, they should at least consider the Buddha's feelings. Even if it was just for the sake of General Meng's little bit of face, they should try their best to fulfill Meng Yao's last wish.
"I'm not going!"
Zhou Jie refused without even thinking. She and Meng Yao didn't have much of a relationship, and their relationship had always been rather distant.
Later, when Mengyao got engaged to the Crown Prince, Zhou Jie became even more disgusted.
"But……"
The constable was about to say something, but Zhou Jie waved her hand helplessly: "No matter what anyone says, I will not go to see her!"
That woman is crazy; she only made me angry after I went there!
"Alright, Sister Zhou, don't take it to heart."
Han Luoxue smiled and smoothed things over. Seeing the constable's troubled expression, she sighed and said, "Why don't we go see her?"
"We've known each other for a while now, so it's not unreasonable to give her a proper send-off!"
Zhou Jie wanted to object, but Han Luoxue said to the constable, "Then I'll trouble you to lead the way."
Zhou Jie followed reluctantly. The carriage stopped directly outside the Ministry of Justice prison. Looking at the gloomy prison, Zhou Jie felt a chill run down her spine.
The constables led the way, and soon they arrived at the place where Mengyao was being held.
She was alone in a cell, leaning against a wooden pillar, hugging her knees, head down, lost in thought.
Her feet crunched on the road. Hearing the noise, Mengyao suddenly looked up, saw who it was, and quickly got up.
Perhaps she had been sitting for too long, because when she got up, her thin figure staggered a few times. She had to grab onto a wooden pillar next to her to avoid falling to the ground.
After regaining her composure, Mengyao rushed towards the two men. Reaching the door, she could go no further. Gripping the wooden railing tightly, she stared at them with resentment and demanded, "Who is her woman? Tell me, the princess consort the Prince of Han married isn't you, is she?"
After arriving in the prison, Mengyao pieced together all the recent events, thought about them carefully, and compared them. Suddenly, she discovered something quite frightening.
That's Han Luoxue's man!
I had seen that man from afar before. He was just a country bumpkin who worked himself to the bone in the fields for a year, but he didn't earn as much as the servants in my family made in a month in the city!
This worthless peasant never...
She was connected to the person she cherished most.
But once she arrived here, her mind cleared, which made Mengyao even more terrified. She worried that the idea was real.
If that's the case, that's too cruel!
"You're about to die, why are you asking these pointless questions?"
Looking at Mengyao's devastated expression and listening to the question she had just asked, Zhou Jie suddenly felt that this woman was truly pitiful.
Even the most pitiful person has their hateful aspects. Zhou Jie didn't sympathize with her; she just felt that Mengyao was too stubborn.
"Yeah, I'm about to die, why am I still worrying about this!"
Mengyao gave a bitter smile and collapsed limply to the ground.
She raised her hand and tore at her hair violently: "I'm just not reconciled. I want to know who it is, who it is!"
"Zhou Jie, I beg you, please let me die knowing the truth, since I'm about to die."
Looking at the pitiful Mengyao, Zhou Jie felt it was difficult to refuse her last request.
She turned to look at Han Luoxue, wanting to hear her opinion.
"Mengyao, do you really want to know who Zhen Wang's woman is?" Han Luoxue looked at her seriously.
Mengyao nodded hurriedly, like a chick pecking at rice, afraid they would change their minds.
Han Luoxue smiled slightly, raised her hand to stroke her already protruding belly, and said with a happy expression, "We've known each other for so long, but I haven't formally introduced my man to you yet!"
"Her name is Han Yuchen!"
"Han Luoxue, I don't want to know what your man's name is. I just want to know who Zhen Wang's woman is?"
Mengyao's patience was almost gone. She was a dying woman, and all she wanted to know was who that woman was. Why couldn't any of these people kindly tell her?
"Miss Meng, please don't worry, I will tell you what I said I would."
Han Luoxue's expression was calm, and her smile was gentle: "Speaking of Han Yuchen, you may not know him. But he has another name, which is Ouyang Zhen!"
Even though she was kneeling on the ground, Mengyao still staggered, and finally collapsed to the ground. She looked at Han Luoxue in disbelief, tilting her head up to look at him: "Are you sure this is true? No, it's impossible. I've seen Han Yuchen! He doesn't look like Prince Zhen at all!"
Who is Ouyang Zhen? He's the man she's loved since she was little! Even if he turned to ashes, she'd still recognize him. But now…
Thinking that she had met Han Yuchen before, but she had never thought that he was the man she had been longing for, Mengyao felt even more upset.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
After the initial shock, Mengyao felt even more devastated. She suddenly remembered that when she had met Han Yuchen before, it seemed, perhaps, that she had never seen his face?
Even when Han Yuchen got married, she and the Crown Prince went to the wedding, but her memory of Han Yuchen's appearance that day was extremely vague.
The rest of the time I see him, I mostly only see his back.
Mengyao is now filled with regret. If she had recognized him earlier and known that it was Ouyang Zhen, would their fates have been different?
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