It's her! She's behind all this!
Xiao Kun suddenly understood everything, but it was too late. He could not even make a sound. He coughed violently for a while, and every time he coughed, a pool of blood gushed out of his mouth.
After coughing for the seventh time, the light in his eyes faded, his breath stopped, and his soul left his body.
The Ox-Headed Horse came to capture the soul. Seeing Xiao Kun being taken away, Xue Huan said in her heart: The first one.
In the palace, when Emperor Jinghuan heard the news, he was furious. He raised his hand, grabbed the paperweight on the imperial desk in front of him and smashed it hard. The paperweight was smashed to pieces, but this was far from enough to calm his anger and the fear hidden deep in his heart.
Yes, fear.
Sitting in this position, he knows too well the importance of public support. Once the person in power loses the public support, he will most likely be overthrown!
Although it was Xiao Kun who committed the act of treason, he was a prince and a descendant of the Xiao family. The royal family and even he, the emperor, would be implicated in the anger of the people!
Emperor Jinghuan walked around the imperial study with his hands behind his back for a few turns. Suddenly, he thought of something: Xiao Kun's confession was just his own words. He hadn't provided any substantial evidence. The most important thing was that in the battle against the Jin Kingdom on the border, it was Daxi who won the decisive victory! Not the Jin Kingdom!
Therefore, the accusation that Xiao Kun colluded with the enemy and betrayed his country was untenable. Although it was indeed true, he had to make it appear as a false accusation!
Then, another voice appeared.
"Well, Prince Ling is crazy. How can we believe what he says? If he really was collaborating with the enemy and selling out the country, could we have won the last battle against the Tartars?"
"Prince Ling must be crazy about becoming emperor and is having a hysterical fit."
Things like this simply characterized Xiao Kun's previous confession as madness and said that his words were not credible.
Anyway, the person is already dead, so you can wash him however you want, right?
The public was blindly obedient, and coupled with their natural reverence for the royal family, the impact of Xiao Kun's confession at the execution ground gradually disappeared.
Of course, the most important thing is the high-pressure policy implemented by the emperor. Anyone who dares to spread rumors will be executed on the spot.
Many people were killed by patrolmen who suddenly appeared while they were discussing privately.
Faced with the bloody lesson, the people were silent and dared not discuss it anymore.
Xue Huan didn't intend to bring down the emperor in one go. This time, as long as she could plant the seeds of doubt in the hearts of the people, she would have achieved her goal.
Sooner or later, this seed of doubt will grow into a towering tree, and by then, it will be the end of Emperor Jinghuan.
Xiao Kun died, although his death was very undignified and he was suspected of treason, but the charge was never proven, so after his death, he was still honored and his mourning hall was decorated very solemnly.
Many people came to worship.
Xue Huan hid aside, looking at Emperor Jing Huan who was pretending to be sad, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.
She moved her finger, and suddenly a strong wind blew in the mourning hall. The paper money in the brazier was blown into circles, and the white gauze hanging from the pillars rustled.
Everyone was shocked and grabbed things to steady themselves.
Suddenly, the wind stopped and an illusory figure appeared in front of everyone.
Xiao Kun!
The moment they saw him, they were horrified and rushed out, but the doors and windows seemed to have their own consciousness and slammed shut automatically.
Eunuch Qin protected the emperor and stared vigilantly at "Xiao Kun" who had turned into a ghost.
Xiao Kun stared at the emperor and walked towards him step by step. Although he seemed to be walking, he was actually floating and his feet did not touch the ground at all.
The expression on his face was very strange, crying and laughing at the same time, and his voice was also gloomy and creepy when he spoke, "Father, your son is waiting for you downstairs."
After saying this, Xiao Kun's soul gradually became transparent until it disappeared.
Xue Huan stood aside, watching Emperor Jing Huan's face suddenly turn pale when he heard those words, and smiled in her heart.
Emperor Jing Huan was protected by dragon energy, so she couldn't hurt him, but she could scare him and earn some interest.
Having said that, after the incident of "Xiao Kun confessing his treason at the Wumen Gate", the people's trust in the emperor declined a lot, and the dragon energy surrounding the emperor also weakened a bit.
Where does the dragon energy come from? It comes from the people's sense of belonging to Daxi and the power of their faith in the emperor. If one day the people are completely disappointed with Emperor Jinghuan and sincerely do not want him to be the emperor, then the dragon energy in him will completely dissipate and will no longer be able to protect him.
Then, it will be time for Xue Huan to avenge the Yun family!
After leaving Prince Ling's Mansion, Xue Huan went to the former Duke Zhenguo Mansion. Because the family was confiscated and the nine generations of the family were exterminated, the once magnificent Duke Zhenguo Mansion has now become dilapidated and desolate.
But in just a few months, this place has changed a lot.
The red paint on the door was peeling, the yard was overgrown with weeds, the room was empty, and spider webs had formed in the corners of the walls. As soon as you walked in, you felt a chill.
Xue Huan followed the route in her memory and came to the ancestral hall. The tablets and portraits here were long gone. Because the house was built very deep, it now looked even more desolate and deserted, even gloomy.
But she is not afraid.
She used the cleaning spell to make the room clean and tidy, then she took out wine, fruits and melons from her storage bracelet and offered sacrifices.
When I came out of the Duke's Mansion, it was already late. The moon was hanging in the sky, the moonlight was cold, and lights were lit everywhere in the city, adding a touch of warmth to this cold night.
Xue Huan gently picked up the Qiankun bottle hanging on her chest. Yun Che inside was already asleep, lying on the carpet with his butt arched and his head resting on the back of his hand. His posture was very touching, like a little frog.
Looking at his sleeping posture, Xue Huan's mood suddenly improved a little, not feeling so heavy and damp anymore.
She did not take out the spirit boat and leave directly, but walked along the street.
"No - Master, please let me go..."
A faint voice was heard, and Xue Huan immediately rushed over, and saw a scene that made her blood boil.
A rich young man in a brocade robe was cornering a beautiful young girl and touching her all over, while several followers behind him were watching with lewd smiles on their faces.
Looking again, the rich young man was none other than Wei Ze, who had thrown Yun Huan among the beggars before!
If she hadn't met him today, Xue Huan would have almost forgotten about him. She had too many things on hand and had no time to deal with him. Since he bumped into her today, don't blame her for being harsh.
Xue Huan walked over, kicked Wei Ze away, and took out a large robe to cover the girl.
"Young Master!"
"How dare you hurt our young master!"
Of the four followers, two ran to Wei Ze to check his injuries, and two swung their fists at Xue Huan.
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