“The Prince of Zhenbei assaulted His Majesty, which is an act of insubordination and deserves to be punished. If Your Highness is willing to surrender and come with this old servant to apologize to His Majesty, His Majesty may still consider our past relationship and forgive Your Highness.”
"But if Your Highness remains obstinate, then don't blame this old servant for being rude."
Fu Hai's voice rang out from downstairs.
Su An's expression tightened, and she subconsciously gripped Fu Zhun's hand, gently shaking her head at him.
“Fu Zhun, he has a long-standing grudge against you and will definitely take this opportunity to make trouble for you. You can’t go. I will handle this matter.”
As she spoke, she was about to get up, intending to go and argue with Chu Yi.
But Fu Zhun pressed her back onto the bed and gently persuaded her.
“I know what I’m doing, so you don’t need to worry about me. Just stay here and rest. I’ll be right back.”
Then, Fu Zhun turned and left the room.
Seeing Fu Hai speak rudely, Jian Yi suddenly drew his sword from its sheath and pointed it directly at Fu Hai's neck.
"How dare you! His Highness protects the country and safeguards its peace; his loyalty is beyond question. How dare you, a lowly slave, frame him so easily?"
The numerous guards behind him also drew their swords, confronting the soldiers brought by Fu Hai. The tense atmosphere caused the shop assistants to retreat to their rooms, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
Fu Hai's expression changed, but he still tried to remain calm and sneered.
“I represent the Emperor. If you kill me now, then the Prince of Zhenbei’s rebellion will be a foregone conclusion. When word gets out, I’d like to see how the Prince of Zhenbei will be able to stand in the Great Chu!”
"you……"
Swordsman's eyes revealed a murderous intent. His hand gripping the hilt tightened suddenly, and his fingertips turned slightly white from the force.
As the two sides confronted each other, Fu Zhun, dressed in a black robe, walked steadily down the stairs.
Just then, a strong gust of wind swept in from outside, blowing in through the crack in the window and instantly lifting the stray hairs at his temples, revealing his delicate and sculpted features, adding a touch of coldness to his appearance.
He walked up to Jian Yi, raised his hand to deflect the sword in front of him, and glanced at Fu Hai and his entourage.
"I haven't even settled accounts with him yet, but he's already delivered himself to my doorstep."
Then, he glanced upstairs with concern, turned his head slightly, and whispered instructions to Jian Yi.
"Protect Miss Su well, I'm going to settle this matter with him."
"Yes, Your Highness, rest assured."
Jian Yi clasped his hands in a fist salute, turned around and called three or five people, and together they went upstairs.
Seeing Fu Zhun relentlessly approaching, Fu Hai instinctively stepped back, pointed a finger, and questioned him with trembling lips.
"Prince Zhenbei, do you really intend to rebel?"
Rebellion? He fought on the battlefield, dedicated himself to protecting the country, but what did he get in return?
Unfounded suspicions, malicious framing, and covert attempts to harm...
If this ruler is such a foolish and incompetent ruler, then it's fine if he is disloyal.
Seeing the terrifying look in his eyes, the surrounding soldiers, fearing he might harm Fu Hai, hurriedly brandished their sharp blades, attempting to stop Fu Zhun from approaching.
But Fu Zhun merely flicked his fingertip, deflecting all the sharp blades. He then grabbed Fu Hai by the collar, lifted him up, and glanced sideways at the crowd.
"Since His Majesty has sought me out, why don't you lead the way!"
The remaining soldiers did not hesitate and retreated, rushing towards the residence where Chu Yi was.
The sword guards followed closely behind Fu Zhun.
Upon arriving at the villa, half of the sword guards quickly dispersed and surrounded it completely.
The other half of the group rushed in with Fu Zhun.
Hearing the commotion, Chu Yi hurriedly stepped out of the room. Seeing that Fu Hai was being held hostage, he couldn't help but frown and pointed at Fu Zhun, cursing angrily.
"Well, Fu Zhun, with this attitude, you're not planning to keep up the act any longer, are you going to fight me to the death?"
Fu Zhun scoffed dismissively and flung Fu Hai away.
"This didn't happen overnight. Now that things have come to this, why doesn't Your Majesty reflect on your own actions?"
"Furthermore, I have already said that she is not someone you can touch. Since you have crossed my line, this matter will not end well."
Fu Hai was pushed to the ground by the force, then staggered to his feet and ran to Chu Yi's side.
Chu Yi's face turned ashen. He clenched his fists, glared at Fu Zhun, gritted his teeth, and asked him again for confirmation.
"Fu Zhun, I'll ask you one more time, are you sure you want to oppose me and make enemies of the world? Aren't you afraid I'll throw you into the imperial prison and tear you to pieces?"
"This Floating County is on my territory, but I'm afraid you won't get your way."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhun raised an eyebrow and gestured to the sword guards behind him.
The soldiers guarding Chu Yi attempted to put up a stubborn resistance, but they were ultimately no match for the skilled sword guards.
Within fifteen minutes, they were beaten into surrendering.
Chu Yi was also captured by the sword guards and brought before Fu Zhun, where he knelt down.
Before Fu Zhun could even begin to pronounce the sentence, Chu Yi burst into laughter.
His voice was different from before; it was as if he had become a different person.
"Rumor has it that the Prince of Zhenbei is both wise and brave, and has a keen eye for detail. I never expected him to be so easily deceived. Indeed, rumors cannot be believed entirely!"
My gaze lingered on his profile, near his ear, where a faint scar could be seen appearing and disappearing.
Fu Zhun sensed something was wrong and hurriedly reached out to touch his ear. As the mask was peeled off, a completely different face was revealed.
If he's not Chu Yi, then where did Chu Yi go?
Upon seeing this, Fu Zhun threw the painted skin in his hand to the ground, his brow twitching slightly, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.
"Your Highness, I have failed in my duty and failed to keep a close watch on the Second Miss. Please punish me!"
The next moment, Jian Yi, covered in blood, knelt in front of Fu Zhun in a panic, blaming himself.
Li Guihua and others also came along.
Upon seeing Fu Zhun, she immediately knelt down with a thud, her eyes brimming with tears, and said, "Who has captured Xiao An? Please, Your Highness, save Xiao An! Please save Xiao An!"
"Auntie, please get up. I will do everything I can to make sure nothing happens to Xiao An."
Fu Zhun frowned, bent down, and quickly helped Li Guihua up.
Then, there was another long period of reassurance.
Only after receiving numerous assurances and guarantees did their emotions calm down slightly.
What a clever tactic to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
It turns out that Chu Yi's target was not him, but Su An.
It's also his fault for being too careless.
Fu Zhun's eyes darkened as he pressed his back teeth together, stepped forward, grabbed Fu Hai by the neck, and squinted as he demanded an explanation.
"Where did he take Su An?"
"His Majesty is already on his way back to the capital."
A terrifying feeling of suffocation washed over him, and Fuhai, his face flushed red, managed to squeeze out a few words with difficulty.
"Jian Yi, immediately mobilize troops to accompany me to the capital to retrieve them!"
Fu Zhun suddenly let go and turned to leave.
Exhausted from fright, Fu Hai collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
Watching Fu Zhun's departing figure, Fu Hai couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile, sighing inwardly: Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this old servant has been tormented terribly in order to fulfill your wishes.
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