Chapter 293: Head-on Confrontation! What on earth is she going to do?
He Zhaojun nodded deeply, biting her lip to stop herself from shivering. "The weather is getting hotter, and most of the water in the Tengger Desert comes from meltwater from the mountains. Father must have already led his soldiers to an oasis and is trying to find a way back."
"Zi Sheng captured Hu Yanju alive on the front lines, dealing a heavy blow to the Xiongnu. Furthermore, the Southern and Northern Xiongnu are now at loggerheads. The Southern Xiongnu will not dare act rashly if they want to negotiate peace. There's still room for maneuver."
He Zhaojun shook her head slightly. "My elder brother and I have investigated the Southwest Military Expenditure Corruption Case. Furthermore, many imperial censors also regard us as thorns in their side. Now that the He family is in trouble, they will surely take advantage of the situation and put pressure on Your Majesty."
Wen Ziduan held He Zhaojun in his arms and stroked her hair. "Zhaojun, don't worry. Even if I risk my life, I will definitely buy time and opportunities for your father and brother. I will not let anyone harm the He family at will."
He Zhaojun held Wen Ziduan's hand tightly. She bit her lower lip and said, "Shao Shang once told me that all the things happening to the He family were done by the remnants of the Li Emperor, led by Tian Shuo, in alliance with Jin Yuji. I have to go meet this Xianbei princess."
"Okay, be very careful." Wen Ziduan knew that it was pointless to dissuade He Zhaojun from doing anything about her family. Although he was reluctant to let He Zhaojun take the risk, he still chose to believe her.
The two men put on their hats, hurried out, and disappeared into the moonlight.
Gu Guan took He Zhaojun and climbed over the palace gate. They avoided the patrolling imperial guards and other guards and quietly came to the door of the side hall of Changle Palace where Jin Yuji lived.
He Zhaojun had lived here for a long time and was familiar with the route. She avoided the palace maids on duty and pushed open the door of Jin Yuji's bedroom.
The moment Jin Yuji heard the noise, she opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, reaching for the scissors hidden under her pillow. But a gleaming sword lay across her neck, ready to chop off her head if she moved even slightly.
When she saw who it was, she leaned against the head of the bed dejectedly, raised the corner of her mouth, and revealed a sarcastic smile: "You came later than I thought."
He Zhaojun had a stern expression. She had no intention of playing tricks on Jin Yuji. She came here tonight just to find out the truth about the incident in the northwest so that she could come up with a plan to clear the He family of the accusation of "delivering treason."
"I advise you to confess honestly, and you may have a good ending. Otherwise, your little brother, who is just learning to speak, will be beheaded tomorrow."
Jin Yuji glared at He Zhaojun. She reached out and grabbed the teacup on the low table next to her and threw it to the ground. With a "crack," the teacup shattered into several pieces. The sound echoed far into the night, but no one entered the room to investigate.
"What did you do?" There were palace maids on duty outside the door, but where did they go?
He Zhaojun moved her finger, and the sword's tip scraped Jin Yuji's skin, leaving a streak of blood on her neck. "I told you, you'd better tell me the truth. Besides framing me in the southwest, what are your plans for the northwest?"
"Who are the people who are colluding with you? What is your next goal?" He Zhaojun asked several questions in a row, but Jin Yuji remained silent and refused to answer.
After a long pause, she chuckled softly, "Well, He Zhaojun, do you now understand the misery of losing your father and brother, and your family torn apart? Later, I want you to witness my marriage to Wen Ziduan with your own eyes. Afterwards, I will send him down to accompany you..."
Under the moonlight, what appeared on Jin Yuji's face was not the joy of revenge, but the despair of a dead heart.
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