Si Jin had already nocked the arrows, but she never expected this outcome. Zheng Sixuan belonged to the enemy camp and deserved to die.
Si Jin admired him and originally intended to leave him with a complete body, but now... he just jumped down like that.
A gentle breeze ruffled the man's plain black cloak, the collar turned up, concealing some of the expression in his eyes. Someone beside him asked, "Young Master, shall we... fire more arrows?"
"Fine." Si Jin waved his hand. "Throw him into the mass grave and let him fend for himself."
Si Jin had always served as a general in the Heavenly Realm. He admired people with courage and integrity, and those who were both courageous and intelligent were even rarer.
If Zheng Sixuan were to curse him, he would be willing to endure it even if it meant being pierced by a thousand arrows. But if Zheng Sixuan were to kneel down and beg for mercy, he would find it even more enjoyable and satisfying to torture him.
But ironically, before Zheng Sixuan died, he respectfully bowed to him, his lifeless eyes filled with apology.
Si Jin didn't watch Ji Linyuan torture and kill Ji Ying. That was a family feud, and it should be left to the wolf cub to kill back himself. Only when he's bloodthirsty and blood is flowing everywhere will it be satisfying.
He returned to his residence intending only to have a glass of water, but when he picked up the glass, he saw Ji Ying's plan and... words left by Zheng Sixuan on the back of the paper.
He wrote: "Young Master, by the time you see this note, I will probably be no longer alive. I am sorry for deceiving you for so many years."
The Imperial Seal of the Central Plains was hidden by Ji Mulin inside the plaque above the dragon throne; the defense map of the Central Plains was under my bed; the national treasury was located in the Ministry of Revenue; and the ministers who loyally followed the young prince Ji Linyuan were...
Young Master, I have been passing on intelligence to Ji Ying all these years, but I actually have great respect for you. If it weren't for my personal reasons, I would really like to follow you.
This is all I know. I hope it can make up for my mistake of deceiving the young master. I also wish you and Ji Linyuan a long and happy life together.
Zheng Sixuan, his last words.
Final words.
Si Jin stared at those two words for a long time. The candlelight flickered in the wind outside, much like his restless and uncertain thoughts.
Si Jin took a deep breath, raised his sword and slashed open Zheng Sixuan's bed. Inside, there was indeed the defense map he had been searching for.
Si Jin chuckled softly, slowly turned around, and suddenly released a divine power towards the door, causing the surrounding flowers and plants to rustle, and his sleeves to flutter wildly.
That divine power, carrying an overwhelming force, pierced straight through the entire capital, instantly severing Zheng Sixuan's soul and spirit, crushing them to dust.
Inside were his memories with Ji Ying. Zheng Sixuan wasn't completely dead; Si Jin left him with two souls and six spirits to continue a new life.
But they will still leave him, barely alive, in a mass grave. Whether Zheng Sixuan can be rescued or survive depends entirely on his own fate.
He simply did what he was supposed to do.
… …
After torturing Ji Ying, Ji Linyuan carried a blood-stained snakeskin bag and threw the remains of Ji Ying in front of Ji Mulin.
He was tormented by throwing away a little bit each day, day after day.
Unable to bear it any longer, Ji Mulin finally stood up one day and shouted, his eyes bloodshot: "Ji Linyuan! If you're going to kill me, then kill me quickly! What's the point of torturing me like this every day?"
"Uncle, have you forgotten?" Ji Linyuan said calmly, "Back then, you tied me up and, right in front of me, ordered Ji Ying to slowly torture my father and mother."
"Later, they even tried to steal my people. Now, they're nothing compared to what they've achieved."
His people? What about his people?
Ji Mulin's mind was a little blank. It took him a while to realize that it could be... You Sijin?
Ji Linyuan, that kid, was incredibly stubborn when he was young and couldn't even say a nice word, yet he managed to have such a beautiful woman as You Sijin, who also aroused a desire to conquer her.
Could he then hold a beauty's waist, kiss her spider lily, and tease her until she weeps...?
But all of this should have belonged to Ji Mulin!
Ji Mulin gritted his teeth, his hatred growing even stronger.
The throne of the Central Plains should be his, and You Sijin should also be his. If Ji Linyuan had died three years ago, everything would have been his!
"You little brat! I should have killed you long ago!" Ji Mulin rushed towards the wolf cub, but just as he reached the person, Ji Linyuan kicked him against the wall with a "bang".
My bones were shattered, and the pain was so intense that it felt like my internal organs had shifted, and I was about to faint.
Whether it was because of Si Jin or not, Ji Linyuan is now very good at saying the harshest things in the gentlest tone.
After kicking the man, he continued in a casual tone, "I've already made arrangements to return to the Central Plains to ascend the throne. You'll come back with me so the people can see."
"If I were to tie you up in the capital and tell the people and officials you've exploited that I could do whatever I wanted to you, but you couldn't die, what do you think you would suffer?"
“Jinjin said this is more suitable, it’s good for everyone to take revenge together, and I also think… it would be very interesting.”
Upon hearing this, Ji Mulin panicked, his whole body trembled, and his eyes turned red.
This can't be done, this can't be done. He's been plundering the people for years, and if those lowly people see him in this state of destitution, they'll tear him apart, kill him until not even a bone remains...
That wolf! That wolf! Ji Linyuan is a mad wolf. The more oppressed you were back then, the more ruthless his revenge will be now.
This kid had no intention of claiming kinship with him; from the very beginning, he wanted him dead!
Ji Mulin opened his mouth in despair, finally admitting defeat and wanting to plead with Ji Linyuan for mercy.
But the little wolf cub had already gone far away, and before leaving, he added a cruel and hurtful remark: "Don't talk anymore, it sounds disgusting. If you open your mouth again, you'll lose your tongue."
After closing the door, Ji Linyuan got into the car, which belonged to Si Jin.
The grassland people originally liked to ride horses, but ever since the old king agreed, Ji Linyuan always liked to ride in Si Jin's black carriage with bells, parading through the city, as if this would better assert his sovereignty.
Of course, he only told Jinjin that he wanted a ride, and he wouldn't let Jinjin know his secret little thoughts.
Once in the car, Ji Linyuan habitually leaned against the window, turning his head to listen to the surrounding chatter—something he'd been enjoying doing lately.
Because you can always hear things like, "My God, the young master spoils him too much."
The wolf cub likes it, the wolf cub is happy (*︶*)..:*
After listening for a while, Ji Linyuan changed his position, intending to stretch his muscles, but accidentally opened a hidden compartment in his seat.
Inside was a book—"The Illustrated Guide to Longyang".
Ji Linyuan's heart skipped a beat. He took it out, flipped through a few pages, and suddenly thought... Could it be that this is how Jinjin usually spends her days missing him?
This chain looks so much like the soft chain that he always wears around his waist. This ring also looks like the silver ring on Jinjin's waist.
If, as shown in the picture, he were to connect his chain to the silver ring around Jinjin's waist, and then carry Jinjin to ride a horse...
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