Chapter 80 Promise Him

Yu Dalang began to think about how to cry and beg so that his father would soften his heart.

At this time, the Minister of the Chancellery knelt down and apologized: "My rebellious son has behaved badly and disrupted the palace rules. Your Majesty, please give him a cup of poisoned wine to set things right."

Yu Dalang's eyes widened: "Ah... Aye, what did you say?"

But no one present paid any attention to him.

Although the Shang Shu Ling was heartbroken, he had no problem giving up one son to save the Yu family.

Besides, it was his own fault.

Seeing his attitude, Bei Heng's expression eased a little.

He has always been quite tolerant towards his confidants. As long as this matter is not leaked and damages the reputation of the royal family, it is not impossible to be a little lenient.

"My dear, please stand up. For the sake of our relationship as king and subject, and because today is the princess's 100th day, it is not appropriate to kill her. I can spare your Dalang's life."

"Just let it go with a hundred strokes of the cane."

Bei Jingchu was driven crazy by his words that sounded like he was expressing great mercy: [Hahahaha that's too ridiculous, a hundred strokes of the cane is fine.]

The Minister of the Chancellery kowtowed with joy: "Thank you, Lord, for your grace!"

The emperor did show mercy, and he even specifically instructed Eunuch Jiang to spare his life.

But Yu Dalang did not think it was a reward. When he was being carried away, he was still shouting, "Aye, save me, Aye!"

He only screamed once before his mouth was gagged and he was dragged away. The only sound that could be heard afterwards was the sound of a stick hitting his flesh.

The other party involved should also be punished. Logically, she should be sentenced to death directly, but she is the daughter of the Shangshu Ling.

But the Shangshu Ling didn't know and wouldn't plead for her.

The emperor had no reason to show leniency.

Hiss~It’s a bit difficult.

He was just worried that if the Shangshu Ling found out about this man's identity in the future and that he had killed him, it would create a rift between the emperor and his subjects.

Although if his subjects hold a grudge against him, it would be enough to just kill them.

But it's better to kill as many as possible, as it's hard to find a good minister.

But he couldn't ask Yu Jijun directly: My dear, the woman who had an affair with your son is also your concubine. Would you like to kowtow to me for her?

He could already imagine what Shang Shu Ling's expression would be if he said this.

Fortunately, the young man muttered in his heart again: [It’s that hairpin. 】

[Sister, don't be silly. Why are you holding your hands so tightly? Take out your sandalwood hairpin! ]

[A token, this is a token, otherwise you will die.]

After listening, Bei Heng focused his eyes on what she was holding in her hand.

What was exposed was half of the ebony hairpin body, but the carvings were covered and the pattern could not be seen.

"What's that in your hand?"

When Yiguo heard His Majesty's question, she thought he suspected her of stealing items from the palace.

During the time of the previous emperor, there were palace maids who secretly stole items from the palace and resold them.

Now that she is having a secret meeting with someone outside the palace, it is not surprising that she is suspected of this.

She opened her palm.

"Your Majesty, these are my mother's relics, not the palace's property."

The Minister of the Chancellery turned his head subconsciously to glance at her as she was talking.

This face looks familiar.

He glanced at what was in her hand again.

Oh, a hairpin.

It looks like it's made of red sandalwood, and is quite valuable.

The style looked familiar, a bit like the one his wife wore when she fell into the water.

…

What?!

He turned around to look at the memory fruit again, and suddenly found where the familiar feeling about her came from.

This palace maid... this palace maid looks 80% similar to his original wife.

It’s just that his wife had passed away more than ten years ago, and Yu Jijun had almost forgotten what she looked like, so he didn’t recognize her just now.

He remembered that he was in front of His Majesty, so he resisted the urge to lose his composure and said, "Your Majesty, I feel a little familiar with this object."

"I wonder if you could ask this lady to show me her hairpin."

Yiguo felt a little panicked.

"Your Majesty has proven that I have committed adultery, but I have not stolen anything."

"This item was left by my late mother. It was recorded when Shang Gongju entered the palace."

She thought the Minister of the Chancellery said this because he suspected her of stealing something.

The emperor merely nodded indifferently to the Shangshu Ling, and the hairpin was taken from her hand and put into the Shangshu Ling's hand.

Bei Jingchu rubbed her little hands in the cradle, waiting for the moment of recognition.

Wuhu~Exciting!

The Minister of the Chancellery observed it carefully. If it were Madam Yu's other jewelry, he might not be able to recognize it.

But this was a family heirloom passed down from generation to generation. He carefully identified the pattern and couldn't believe it, but he was certain of it.

This was his first wife's stuff.

Then... this maid...

"May I ask this lady, how old are you?"

"It's twenty-eight."

That's right.

"How is your mother now?"

In fact, when the question was asked, Shang Shu Ling had already guessed that something bad was going to happen.

If her life was decent, why would she take part in the selection and be sent into the palace as a slave?

"She's dead."

"She died when she gave birth to me."

"I haven't seen her."

"Why do you ask?"

Memory sensed something was wrong.

The Minister of the Chancellery kowtowed to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I am ashamed. I am ashamed."

"I know I have no words to plead for mercy, but...but this lady may be my long-lost flesh and blood."

After saying this, Shang Shu Ling felt something was a little strange.

His lost daughter and his son...

His face turned green.

But the most important thing now is to save the baby's life. He has already seen His Majesty's attitude.

As long as his position is correct and his attitude is good, His Majesty is still willing to give him some face.

"I don't ask for anything else. I would rather have my arms and legs cut off, or my nose and bones removed."

"I only ask Your Majesty to spare his life and allow me to find out his true background."

"Today is the eldest princess's 100th day. It is not appropriate to kill her. I beg Your Majesty to show some mercy."

The sound of his kowtow was quite loud, and when he raised his head, there was a red spot on his forehead.

The baby in her arms also uttered “ah ah” twice, as if in agreement.

[Yeah, don't let her die yet. I want to see her turn around and become a big lady, and slap the faces of those who kidnapped her mother.]

[You don’t know how much they have gone too far. If they don’t get their comeuppance, I will have breast nodules again! ]

The emperor ordered his men to take Yiguo down as well, and ordered, "Same as above, one hundred strokes of the cane, but spare his life."

When Yiguo was taken away, he did not shout and scream like Yu Dalang, but was in a daze, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Yes, suddenly knowing my own background, I might have found my biological father, who is a high-ranking official.

Wouldn't you be confused for a moment?

After Memory Fruit digested the meaning of the conversation just now, he suddenly smiled with ecstasy.

He was not even afraid of the beating that was about to follow.

What is there to be afraid of? Once this is over, she might become the daughter of the Shangshu Ling family.

All the obstacles, humiliations and difficulties she had faced in the past were solved with just a flick of her finger.

The board hit him, causing him great pain, but thinking of the bright future, Yiguo bit the cloth that was blocking his mouth tightly.

The executor knew his limits. When His Majesty said to spare his life, he meant to spare his life.

After the two of them were beaten, they were only left with one breath left.

Servants were not allowed to be brought into the palace banquet, so the Minister of the Chancellery had no choice but to ask the Emperor to lend him a few men to carry the two children back.

…

No matter how busy or noisy it is outside, it will not affect the tranquility of the Star Picking Tower.

This place is like a small, independent world away from the rest of the world.

The Imperial Preceptor watched the trajectory of the horoscope gradually shift, and the distant scent of plum blossoms wafted into his nose.

This time, she seemed to be doing well.

Your Highness, Princess, may you live a long and happy life.

Remember to promise him.

Don't keep him waiting too long.