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Pan Ruyi picked up a bayonet and stabbed it into Yang Ye's chest: "This knife is for the deceased whose body is still intact."
Yang Ye's eyeballs bulged out and a mouthful of blood rushed into his mouth.
"This knife is to pay back for my father." Pan Ruyi pulled out the knife and stabbed it into Yang Ye's other side again.
Seeing Yang Ye lying on the ground with blood all over his mouth, his eyes wide open and trembling slightly, Pan Ruyi staggered back a few steps.
She should be happy to have killed her enemy, but Pan Ruyi just couldn't be happy. The dead are gone and cannot be brought back to life. No matter how much the living do for the dead, it will be of no use except to comfort the hearts of the mourners.
"No, there is one more knife. Over the years, you have been in office, but you have been negligent in your duties, doing nothing but eating and drinking, and have made no achievements. You have even been corrupt and perverted the law. You can be called the scum of the officialdom!" Pei Shan picked up the knife that Pan Ruyi had dropped on the ground and stabbed it into Yang Ye's abdomen again.
His grandfather often taught Pei Shan that officials should do their job and be loyal to the dynasty throughout their lives.
When he was a child, Pei Xianzheng's words to Pei Shan still echo in his ears: "Shan'er, my Pei family will be loyal to this dynasty for generations."
How can one be loyal to the dynasty if one is corrupt and lazy in his official duties?
Tang Xixu shook his sleeves, turned around and left, sideways glanced at him and smiled faintly: "Please keep your breath. The execution will be tomorrow. It's not good to hand over a dead person."
"City Lord, what about the other one?" Lu Shiren was also tied up. But it wasn't his turn to be dealt with yet.
Tang Xixu narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his upper lip slightly, and said slowly: "Doesn't he like watching operas? Then cut off his tongue, make him into a human pig, and throw him into the black market to perform operas."
The weather outside the dungeon was pleasant, though still a bit chilly. Street vendors were calling out their wares. The fragrance of cosmetics wafted through the air. "Sir, look, this is fresh lipstick, perfect for everyday use."
"Please help me pack these up." Tang Xixu pointed to a few jars of lipstick and gave a few pieces of silver, "No need to change.
Yang Ye was sent back to the original prison. No one knew that he was about to die, let alone said that they would save him.
Wen Liang guessed that someone would go looking for Yang Ye, so he came anyway out of concern.
Yang Ye saw that the man was wearing a red dragon robe and was about to die, so he didn't want to look up and ask for help.
Wen Liang never trusts others, especially betrayers.
The servant sprinkled some powder on Yang Ye's wound, and it was like thousands of ants gnawing at his heart. The man lying on the straw mat rolled back and forth: "Ah! Ah!" Yang Ye wanted to scratch the wound, but his hands were too weak.
"Tell me, where is the evidence?" There was some blood on his sleeve, and Wen Liang wiped it with a handkerchief.
Yang Ye was in great pain and glared at him. The wound was too painful and he could not bear it any longer, so he bit his tongue and committed suicide.
"What a pity." Wen Liang seemed to feel very sorry, and glanced at his body again with a bit of disgust, "There's nothing valuable on this body. The skin is too old, and it won't sell for a good price even if it's made into a folding screen. Forget it, after the punishment tomorrow, I'll use it to make incense. It still has some value."
The matter was over, and I had been living relatively peacefully these past few days. Although the real mastermind was not caught, at least peace was restored to the two cities of Linyao and Jizhou.
Xu Ning had gotten enough sleep these past few days and felt refreshed, but he always felt a chill on his back when he slept at night, as if someone was watching him, but every time he opened his eyes to look, he couldn't see anything.
"Thank you all for your help this time. I am very grateful." Yuwen Xin raised his glass to thank everyone.
Yuwen Xin never rejected others because of his status as a prince, nor did he put on airs of superiority. After a few days of getting along, they no longer felt unfamiliar.
"Your Highness, you are too polite. This is what we, the people of Jianghu, should do." Qu Yi accepted the praise with a smile and raised his glass to drink first.
Yuwen Xin smiled faintly and gently rubbed the wine glass with his two fingers, his eyes looking away quietly. After a while, he said, "Mr. Qu is a simple-minded person."
If Zhao Mingchang hadn't given him a wink, Qu Yi would have said, "I'll do it first, you guys do whatever you want."
Zhao Mingchang realized that the atmosphere was not right and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, Your Highness. This successful conclusion of the case is thanks to your correct guidance and pointing us in the right direction for the investigation. Otherwise, we would not have been able to solve the case so quickly."
Only then did Yuwen Xin drink the glass of wine with satisfaction.
Even though Xu Ning hadn't been in the officialdom, she had at least spent a year or two in the workplace. She'd seen it all. It was because these girls from aristocratic families had been influenced by their upbringing. How could a subordinate do the thank you before the leader? To appease the princes, one had to be from an aristocratic family.
Later, when Zhao Mingshang toasted, Yuwen Xin asked Zhao Mingshang to drink first.
"What are you laughing at?" Tang Xixu saw Xu Ning laughing while watching Zhao Mingshang and Yu Wenxin toast.
Xu Ning was awakened and stammered: "No, nothing." The woman still did not lower her mouth.
After the banquet, Yuwen Xin also returned to the city to report: "After today's separation, I don't know when we will meet again. If the opportunity arises, I will prepare fine wine and delicious food and wait for you in the imperial city."
Yuwen Xin really wanted to make friends with several of them, especially the young man named Tan Miao, who looked a bit like someone in his memory. It had been so long that he couldn't remember who that person was, but he felt inexplicably familiar with him.
"Miss Mingchang, aren't you going back to the capital?" Yuwen Xin wanted to go the same way as Zhao Mingchang, but when he saw that the woman had no intention of going home,
Zhao Mingchang smiled faintly and shook his head: "Your Highness, you'd better go ahead. New Year's Eve is coming soon. I want to prepare some New Year gifts for my family and friends, but I haven't found anyone I like yet. Your Highness, have a safe journey." After saying this, Zhao Mingchang clasped his fists and bowed to see him off.
Yuwen Xin raised his eyebrows and didn't want to ask any more questions. "Just go with it. You will come back eventually, and I will marry you eventually. Since you have other plans, it's okay. It's up to you. I can wait."
As night fell, the old man moon came out a little slowly today. Xu Ning couldn't sleep at first, and only after lighting one or two incense sticks did he gradually feel sleepy.
Xu Ning's consciousness was confused, and her upper and lower eyelids kept fighting. After a while, she fell asleep. The moon had just come out. Tonight was the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and it was only a few days away from the New Year. But tonight the moon was still full.
Tang Xixu slept quietly next to Xu Ning, just like the previous nights.
Maybe it was because he had used too much internal energy in the fight with Wen Liang a few days ago, the poison was more severe tonight than in the middle of the previous month. Three or four poisonous insects died suddenly, but Tang Xixu still couldn't suppress it.
Tang Xixu sat up and circulated his internal energy. He sat relatively far away, afraid of hurting Xu Ning, yet reluctant to leave. Every time he was by Xu Ning's side, his murderous instincts would weaken considerably, and he would involuntarily suppress the poison, but tonight, it seemed that this was not the case.
There is something wrong with this incense tonight. It doesn't seem like sleeping incense. It's hard to tell what kind it is. The charming fragrance is extremely stimulating the toxins in Tang Xixu's body.
Tang Xixu tried hard to calm himself, but the more he tried to suppress it, the more the poison burned like fireworks, quickly spreading throughout his body.
It is so painful to see the "flame" burning my bones.
The red at the corners of Tang Xixu's eyes grew darker, and her red brocade hairband danced painfully in the night wind like a dancer burned by fire.
Poisonous veins began to spread rapidly from his right wrist across half of Tang Xixu's body. His neck was already entangled in the wisteria-like veins. The veins then spread up his face, burning like real fire, as if threatening to tear it apart. But Tang Xixu didn't cry out, not wanting to wake Xu Ning.
Tang Xixu couldn't help it any longer and tore off the fake human skin mask on his face. At that moment, Tang Xixu lost the last of his sanity.
The young man suddenly sat up and walked towards Xu Ning behind the bed curtains. Tang Xixu lifted the curtain and was about to bite Xu Ning's warm white neck, but he paused and then bit Xu Ning's warm white shoulder deeply.
Something pierced the girl's left shoulder, and cold red blood quietly flowed out.
A sharp pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow and gradually rushed to the heart like an electric current.
Xu Ning's five senses slowly awakened, and everything around her was magnified infinitely. A strange fragrance drifted into Xu Ning's nose, and the girl frowned slightly. The spot between her collarbone felt itchy and numb, as if something had brushed against her hair.
Something sharp pierced the girl's left shoulder, and cold red blood quietly flowed out.
Xu Ning suddenly opened her eyes, and the black figure tilted his head and buried his head in her left shoulder.
"What are you doing!" Xu Ning used both hands to push the person covering her face away.
The irrational Tang Xixu was awakened by the girl's voice. The young man raised his head with a dazed look in his eyes.
"Hiss!" Xu Ning realized belatedly that he felt a slight pain on his shoulder, "Who are you?" Xu Ning had never seen Tang Xixu's true face.
The young man in front of him was a little dazed. With the help of moonlight, Xu Ning discovered that there were some lines on the right side of the man's face, and the lines were gradually fading away.
Xu Ning saw the man simply standing there, making no further move. His attire was similar to Tang Xixu's—no, identical, even down to the headband. Xu Ning also saw a fallen mask not far away, and a vague suspicion welled up in his mind.
He turned on the light, and there was some light inside.
The man didn't move, but just covered half of his wrinkled face with his head lowered, like a child who had made a mistake.
Xu Ning hurried over to pick up the face. The woman pinched the young man's chin and used great force to straighten his face. The woman spread the face skin flat on Tang Xixu's face, and her suspicion was confirmed: "Yes, that's it." This young man was Tang Xixu.
Then Xu Ning took off the face skin and threw it on the wooden table beside him.
"I lied to you, aren't you angry?" Tang Xixu was a little surprised by Xu Ning's calmness.
Xu Ning poured a cup of tea. "What's there to be angry about? You must have had your reasons for hiding this from us. But don't hide it from me anymore. Friends should be honest with each other."
Tang Xixu covered his face and said nothing. He became inexplicably annoyed when he heard the word "friend".
"Why are you still covering your face?" Xu Ning leaned over and tried to take Tang Xixu's hand away.
Tang Xixu turned his head away to avoid Xu Ning's touch and murmured unconfidently, "It's ugly."
"Take your hands away, I won't dislike you." Although Xu Ning likes all beautiful things, she will never hate all ugly things.
Tang Xixu slowly removed his hand. There were still some lines on his face, but they had faded a little and were no longer as scary as they had been at the beginning.
The woman's fingers gently touched it, feeling a little cold. Xu Ning slowly traced the lines, and wherever her fingers passed, it turned into an electric current that flowed through the young man's bones and into his heart.
"What's wrong with you? How can it be so serious?" The lines on Tang Xixu's face were purple and blue. Xu Ning frowned, his face full of worry.
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