Zi Xi lowered her head: "Yes."
Yin Jiuxiao glanced at her and saw her humble appearance, which made him feel inexplicably happier.
"Those assassins may be spared the death penalty, but they will not escape punishment."
He stood up and walked straight to the door, but paused before pushing it open, leaving a sentence behind without turning his head.
Zi Xi was taken aback. Just as she was about to speak, Yin Jiuxiao pushed open the door and left, leaving behind only a cold warning: "If you dare to run around at night again when you're not on duty, I'll break your legs."
"Yes! Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty!"
After the door closed, Zi Xi slowly exhaled, but couldn't help but smile.
Fortunately, it's not that difficult to communicate with them.
*
As night deepened, Yin Jiuxiao sat in the imperial study reviewing memorials. Suddenly remembering his promise to the little assassin, he gently tapped his long fingers on the desk, summoning Yin Er.
"Those assassins severed the tendons in their hands and feet and threw them outside the city."
His voice was calm, yet it carried a chilling undertone.
Yin Er knelt on one knee and replied in a deep voice, "Yes."
"As for Su Ruofan, send him back to Minister Su's residence."
"Explain the whole story to Minister Su. I want to see how my veteran of three reigns will react."
Yin Jiuxiao paused, then added.
He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.
*
Minister Su stood inside the ancestral hall, his face ashen.
When his only son, Su Ruofan, was brought back, his back was stained with blood. He was kneeling in front of the ancestral tablet, his hands were bound with rough hemp rope, and there were still hideous bloodstains on his wrists.
"You wretched children! The whole family has spoiled you rotten!!!"
Minister Su roared angrily and lashed the rattan cane in his hand hard across Su Ruofan's back.
Su Ruofan, who had fainted from the pain and then got up again, groaned softly, but gritted her teeth and refused to beg for mercy.
"I can't believe what I'm hearing!! You actually dared to participate in that damn organization's assassination attempt on His Majesty?! Do you think my Su family is living too peacefully?!"
Minister Su was so angry that he trembled all over and lashed out with the rattan cane again.
"Father! His Majesty is tyrannical and cruel, indiscriminately killing loyal and virtuous officials. Who in the world doesn't want to kill him?!"
Su Ruofan, on the verge of death, looked up, her eyes still stubborn.
"Shut up! You've been completely misled by your sister who's always talking about fighting and killing, haven't you?!"
"You! You only see the surface and act impulsively. If it weren't for His Majesty, the Northern Cang Dynasty would be in chaos, which would be a real disaster!!"
Minister Su interrupted sharply, but a hint of pain flashed in his eyes.
How could he not know His Majesty's cruelty?
But now, the Northern Cang Dynasty cannot be without His Majesty.
Besides, the Su family has been loyal and righteous for generations, and they absolutely cannot bear the crime of treason!
Your Majesty is still young, things will get better!
Suddenly, a servant came running over with a lantern and whispered a few words in Minister Su's ear.
"From this day forward, you are confined to the ancestral hall and ordered to copy the family precepts a thousand times. If you dare to step out of the mansion again!"
"I'll break your legs myself!!"
Minister Su closed his eyes, angrily threw down the rattan cane, and left.
Su Ruofan clenched his fists tightly, feeling dizzy and somewhat disoriented.
What my father said makes sense. Does it mean that everything will be alright once the tyrant is dead?
Outside the ancestral hall, the night wind howled.
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