"Even if the queen wants to punish me, I will say that Chen Biyu may not be a big deal, but her father is now in the hands of the emperor. Moreover, Yu Xiurong is pregnant now, so it is only natural for the emperor to show some concern for her."
"On the contrary, Your Majesty, you now have a son and a daughter, and have already established a firm foothold in the palace. Even without the protection of your natal family, you are still someone that no one in the palace dares to offend."
"If we only take one person, ten Chen Biyus cannot compare to your beauty. Why would you lose your status and compare yourself with such a woman? In the end, you will only be angry with yourself!"
Although Mu Han has a sharp tongue, speaks directly and is cold as ice, it must be said that it is because of her that her Yongning Palace has been able to stand firm in the harem all these years. Without her by her side to give her advice and suggestions, she might not have achieved what she has today.
Moreover, if it weren't for Mu Han, her son would have drowned in the pond. For Mu Han, it was truly a love-hate relationship.
"Go down, I'm tired."
Maybe she really didn't want to see Mu Han's face again, and after all this trouble, she was tired.
He waved his hands in disgust towards Mu Han, who was more than happy to accept. He bowed and retreated respectfully.
As soon as Mu Han walked out, a palace maid came forward with a concerned look and handed her a hot towel and an egg.
"Aunt, are you okay? Hurry up and roll it with eggs, or your face will get swollen soon."
Mu Han took the towel expressionlessly and covered her slightly hot left cheek. She looked at the four or five palace maids around her who felt sorry for her and said calmly.
"If you don't have anything else, go down. The night watchman will stay. Thank you for the towels, but you don't need the eggs. I'm already thirty years old, and my face has aged a long time ago. It's swollen, so it's swollen. I'll go back to my room first. Call me if you need anything."
"Yes, Aunt Mu."
The palace maids watched Mu Han leave, looked at each other, and sighed softly.
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, their Aunt Mu is 'Nun Miejue', but only the people in Yongning Palace know that Aunt Mu is the only person in the palace who knows how to feel sorry for them, the slaves.
As long as Aunt Mu was there, they could avoid being beaten, but Aunt Mu...
She is not cruel and ruthless, she is just cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Their master has a bad temper and often gets angry. If it weren't for Aunt Mu to calm him down, I'm afraid the servants and maids in their Yongning Palace would be the most frequently replaced in the palace.
Everyone thinks that the servants in Yongning Palace have climbed up the social ladder, and their masters are favored, so they, the servants, also benefit from it. However, only they themselves know that this is just how it appears to outsiders.
In fact, no one can understand their miserable life.
Mu Han turned around indifferently, without even looking at the various faces of the people around him. He covered his still hot cheeks and returned to his room. The moment he closed the door, he was finally isolated from the various complex looks around him.
The moment the door closed, she threw the towel in her hand aside. Her black jade eyes shone with bright light. She took heavy steps and sat on her bed, quietly looking at everything in the room, with a hint of mockery on her lips.
"Miss, if you saw me living such a humble life, would you be so angry that you would fall from heaven?"
"I can't bear it any longer. Every time I stand behind her, I want to strangle her to death. But as long as I think of my unfinished mission, I have to grit my teeth and persevere."
"This road is too difficult. What should we do? What should we do?"
At some point, a thick mist had formed in Mu Han's eyes. She weakly slid to the floor and buried her head in her knees, twitching slightly. Even though she was crying, she didn't dare to make any sound.
Because Mu Han’s image is cold as ice, just like Nun Miejue.
So, no matter what she did, she should not have a second expression, but that was Mu Han, not Liu Ying. Liu Ying was a flesh-and-blood person. Liu Ying could be sad and in pain.
Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Liuying would sit in the dark and cry silently, for herself and for her deceased family and friends.
This is not a sign of cowardice; it is the only way to let go of repression. If she had kept a straight face and remained silent, she would have driven herself crazy.
When the two roles of day and night are constantly switching, she can live strong...
At midnight, the entire capital city fell into silence. Countless purple shadows jumped out from the darkness and gathered towards the Wenchang Marquis Mansion with a common goal.
The man in purple was extremely quick and started the massacre as soon as he landed. The guards guarding the gate had no time to react and fell to the ground and died.
As the purple-clothed men continued to move, one of them kicked open the door of Wenchang Hou's room. The loud noise immediately woke up the people who were sleeping.
"Ah..." A sharp scream broke the silence of Wenchang Marquis Mansion.
The lady who was sleeping next to Marquis Wenchang was awakened by the shock and held Marquis Wenchang tightly.
"Master, is it, is it them, are they coming?"
Compared to the marquis's wife who was trembling with fear, Marquis Wenchang was much calmer.
He was dressed in white underwear, got off the bed, picked up the sword hanging beside him, took a deep breath, and was about to walk out, but the Marquis’s wife covered her mouth and held him back with tears streaming down her face: “No, no, Master, don’t go, don’t go.”
Marquis Wenchang looked at his wife's pale face, reached out his hand, and gently wiped away the tears on her face.
"Madam, don't panic. I'll go out and take a look. Be good and stay here. No matter what sound you hear, don't come out."
Then, he brushed away her hand that was tightly holding his and walked out of the inner room without looking back.
Even though he was mentally prepared, when Wenchang Hou saw the tall and slender figure in the darkness, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He suppressed the surging in his heart and asked, "You, who are you?"
The moonlight was very, very bright tonight, stretching the man's tall figure very long. He leaned against their door frame, gazing deeply at the bright moon hanging in the night sky, with a creepy smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Couldn't the Marquis of Wenchang guess who I am? Did you hear that the fighting has already started in front? It won't be long before your Marquis of Wenchang Mansion will also be burned in flames."
Wenchang Hou's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly tightened his sword in his hand: "You, who are you?"
"Tsk, why do you idiots like to ask this question? What's the use of asking? Can it change the fact that you are dead and your clan is exterminated? Oh, it can't be done, right? If it can't be done, why bother asking it?"
"You, you all, what did I do wrong to deserve such a cruel act from you? This is the Emperor's feet, and I am a member of the royal family. You, you all, aren't you afraid that the Emperor will exterminate your entire clan?"
As soon as Wenchang Hou said this, the man's eyes under the moonlight suddenly turned cold, and as his fingertips moved slightly, Wenchang Hou suddenly uttered a painful cry. With the help of the cold moonlight, he saw a dart accurately hit Wenchang Hou's thigh.
"Nine clans? Haha, nine clans again? Why? Is the Du family's blood not enough? Do you want to get more blood to satisfy yourself? Will your royal family only use these nine clans to deal with the aristocratic families that put pressure on you? Only by destroying them can we eliminate future troubles, huh?"
Wenchang Hou looked up in shock, "You, you are really from the Du family?"
The man turned his head coldly, with a look of mockery in his eyes.
"The Du family? All the members of the Du family died twelve years ago. Why are you still thinking about them?"
Marquis Wenchang was shocked by the sudden words and gasped. He staggered back a step and was about to fall. He stabbed the sword in his hand into the hard ground before he could steady himself.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes full of disbelief: "Since you are not from the Du family, then who are you?"
The man smiled bloodthirstyly, "Does it matter who I am? The Wei family has ruled the country for so many years, and has killed so many families in vain? Can you count them?"
Wenchang Hou looked at the man in front of him, whose laughter and conversation had already doubled his stress. Listening to the wailing coming from afar, his heart gradually sank to the bottom.
"The murder of the Du family has nothing to do with me. Did you find the wrong person?"
"Did you second the motion?"
Wenchang Hou's body was startled, he looked up at him, and suddenly his ears rang with the memory of when Chang Sheng presented the evidence of Du's family colluding with foreign enemies in the court and confirmed the crimes of everyone in General Du's family, he seemed to have "seconded" the motion.
Is it because of this 'seconding motion' that the whole family has to pay the price?
Chang Sheng is dead, Su Dingsheng is dead too, and countless people who were directly involved in the case back then have been killed. What about now?
Have those who had once accused the Du family of crimes been held accountable now?
No matter how calm Wenchang Hou was, he was frightened by the other party's high-sounding excuse. His face turned pale, his legs could no longer support him, and he staggered to the ground.
"You, you want to wipe out my entire family just because of these two words?"
The man in black sneered, and the sound echoed in Wenchang Hou's ears, like the devil from hell. Listening to it, people felt their scalp tingling and their whole body subconsciously wanted to tremble.
"Just because? Tsk! As expected of the Marquis of Wenchang, as expected of a member of the royal family, it seems like he said these two words very easily!"
"What did you do to the Du family, and what did you do to the people involved with the Du family?"
"Are these just the two 'secondings'? No, 'secondings' are just the beginning. There are more... falling, well, and stones!"
This sound, as cold as an ice cellar, instantly shattered Wenchang Hou's last hope.
He looked up at the face in the moonlight that was so close yet he couldn't see it clearly, with despair in his eyes.
"Your Excellency, are you going to kill all those who supported the Du Mansion case?"
"What's the difference between you and the executioner?"
"How many more tragedies will you cause by doing this?"
"How are you different from us back then?"
"When will the cycle of revenge end? Sir, I deserve to die, but my wife and children have done nothing wrong. I beg you to let them go, okay?"
The successive massacres had made Wenchang Hou desperate. He didn't think he could escape. Instead of wasting time talking about himself, he would rather save his wife and children. At least this way, he wouldn't be extinct.
Unfortunately, the person he was facing was not kind-hearted. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his smile was a little cold.
"Do you really think you are much kinder than Chang Sheng?"
"Do you really think that what you have done is unknown to others?"
"Do you really think you have the right to live?"
"Marquis Wenchang, God is watching everything you do. Now is the time for you to receive retribution!"
"You, what do you mean?"
Wenchang Hou's voice was trembling, and there was even a hint of panic in his eyes. All of this was seen by the man in black, and the mockery on his face became more and more obvious.
"What do you mean? Have you forgotten what you did in the Du family army? Have you forgotten how you envied the Du family and how you schemed against them? Well, it doesn't matter if you forgot. I will remind you."
The man in black looked at him coldly: "Forty years ago, during the war with Gu Yue Kingdom, the assault team led by the general was inexplicably besieged, and you, as the deputy commander, deliberately delayed time and did not provide support, so that the general and his elite team were almost strangled to death by the enemy!"
"If it weren't for the great general's great martial arts, he would have died forty years before the previous emperor! Such things happened one after another in the following years. Do you really think that if you don't tell others, they won't know?"
"The Du family army is so complicated and intertwined. The reason why the Du family army swept through thousands of troops is that you, a bunch of good-for-nothings, cannot control it. Hmm? Do you want me to continue?"
As soon as these words came out, Wenchang Hou was shaking like a sieve. He looked at the young man in front of him in shock, and his face instantly turned as dark as earth.
"How do you know all this? How could you possibly know this? Who are you?"
Not to mention the late emperor, even the current emperor could not know these things. Marquis Wenchang was really scared that a person who was not from the Du family knew him so well.
In fact, he had already begun to feel guilty when the curse of "Du Zi" spread in the capital. Seeing countless guilty people sending their wives and children out of the capital, he thought that they were foolishly trying to cover up their own mistakes and did not agree with it at all.
He even thought that no one would be able to trace him back to the past. After all, those who knew about what he had done were all dead, so it was impossible for anyone to come forward and accuse him of being disloyal.
He, Marquis Wenchang, has been in the court for decades, and he is honest and fair. In the eyes of others, he is both civil and military, and he is loyal to the country. But who knows that all his reputations were gained by framing Du's army?
"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself. Heaven's net is vast and nothing can escape it. Haven't you heard of it? Do you think the old general, the great general, and the junior general are all blind and don't know about the existence of a scum like you? Wenchang Hou, now is the time for you to pay the price for everything you have done!"
"No, this is impossible. If they knew, why would they let me succeed again and again? What am I? A plaything for them to play with and applaud?"
The man in black calmly looked at his suddenly distorted face, suppressed his anger, and said coldly: "Do you think everyone is a hypocrite like you? Do you think everyone repays kindness with enmity like you? Hmm? Collaborating with the enemy and selling out the country?"
"Haha, weren't those so-called evidences delivered to them in a logical manner under your secret guidance? In the end, Chang Sheng and others were despised, while you got away with it cleanly. Do you think you deserve to die?"
"Saving your life until now is simply an insult to the Du family. However, this is not important. What is important is that you will go to hell to atone for the sins of the Du family at the cost of your entire family, and you will also bring fear to Wei Yuchen. Don't worry, it won't be long before this emperor will go to hell with you!"
Wenchang Hou's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the man in black with red eyes, "You, you want to rebel?"
The man in black walked up to him expressionlessly and slapped a stack of indictments on his face. "Sign it now. I believe you know better than anyone what you have done. Do you need me to read it to you clearly? Just sign it obediently. Maybe if I am in a good mood, I will leave you an intact body. If not... hehe, you know the consequences!"