Chapter 397: The Demon Concubine Who Brings Trouble to the Nation vs. the Bandit Emperor of the Founding of the Country 8
It was late at night and everything was quiet. Even the night watchmen were dozing off and snoring loudly.
Ji Yuncheng lay on the straw mat, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He was already injured and his whole body was in pain. The medicine that Liu had asked the officials to buy was completely ineffective. He cried for his parents in pain after applying it, but his wounds did not heal.
He despised Liu for being useless and hated his father for being incompetent, but he hated Ji Liao the most. He was obviously the only male in the mansion, but Ji Liao was willing to pamper a girl instead of being nice to him. He would rather promote some irrelevant people than him.
He has grown up to this age but is still a commoner with no official position or job. He would be laughed at if he went out to have fun. Since Ji Liao is so unkind to him, why should he care about the life or death of his uncle?
Only after his uncle died could he live and the Ji family's incense could be passed on.
The more Ji Yuncheng thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to him. Liu said that Ji Liao was already useless and was only one breath away from death. As long as they could smother Ji Liao to death, the superiors would pardon them, and they could return to Luojing to live a good life.
Ji Yuncheng climbed up carefully, picked up the thin quilt, and approached Ji Liao little by little in the moonlight.
The officer who was on guard along the way was sleeping soundly, and since he had no shackles, he didn't make any sound along the way.
Ji Liao was sleeping at the very edge, his legs hanging limply on the ground, his brows furrowed, and even with his eyes closed, his face was angular, tough and serious, as if he was going to jump up and teach him a lesson in the next second.
Ji Yuncheng had been taught a lesson by his uncle since he was a child, and he felt a little scared. He couldn't help but whisper, "Uncle, don't blame me when you are in the underworld. I am sorry for you, so I am sending you off first. You might as well die if you live like this."
"It's not me who wants your life, it's the big shots in Luojing City. I can only blame you for being too arrogant and offending so many people. Just go with peace of mind!"
After Ji Yuncheng finished speaking, he pressed the quilt against Ji Liao's mouth and nose. He almost put all his body strength on it, fearing that he would suffocate Ji Liao to death.
Ji Liao suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and bright, without any sign of unconsciousness.
Ji Yuncheng was startled and subconsciously let go of his hand. Ji Liao pulled off the quilt covering his mouth and nose and sighed softly.
"Nephew, this is not the way to kill someone. If you hold me down like this, my arms can still move and I can kill you at any time!"
With a loud bang, Ji Liao hit Ji Yuncheng's nose hard, and blood gushed out instantly. Before Ji Yuncheng could scream, Ji Liao had already propped himself up and sat up, and grabbed Ji Yuncheng's throat as fast as lightning.
"Your father is a coward, but you are more courageous than him. It's a pity that you haven't learned anything I taught you over the years. You can't even kill people well, so how can you go to the battlefield?"
Ji Yuncheng tried in vain to grab the arm around his neck, but the arm was as hard as iron and he could not move it at all. He rolled his eyes, and a creaking sound came from his throat. He was about to die.
Ji Liao suddenly let go and said coldly: "Go away! Next time before you take action, consider whether your neck is hard enough."
Fang Huijia was sleeping on Ji Liao's right, Ji Da was sleeping alone, and Ji Yunhuan was sleeping with Ruyi.
Fang Huijia was the first to be woken up. She felt so distressed when she saw that the wound on her husband's body had split open again.
Ji Yunhuan knew that his father was soft-hearted. After all, he had watched his nephew grow up, and his father couldn't bring himself to do it. Moreover, it would be troublesome if he really killed someone, and it would be difficult to explain to the officials.
But this matter cannot be let go like this, otherwise my second uncle’s family might turn the tables on me!
Ji Yunhuan rushed over and knelt down in front of his father, tears welling up in his eyes as he cried out, "Dad! Dad, are you okay? Does your wound hurt? Are you dizzy? You must hold on!"
"My poor father, you were badly injured and almost died, but someone still refused to let you go. After all, we are all family. How much hatred and resentment do we have? He actually wanted to suffocate you to death... Father, if you leave, mother and I will be left alone. How are we going to live in the future?"
Ji Yunhuan's shout woke up almost everyone in the camp, including the night watchman, who came over to deal with the matter, cursing.
When Liu heard the noise, she also ran out and saw her son lying on the ground with blood all over his face. She immediately sat on the ground holding her son and cried out to the sky.
"My son, why are you bleeding so much? You are my lifeblood. If you die, I will die too!"
Ji Yuncheng was still in shock and kept backing away, shaking with fear. When he saw so many people coming, he finally gained some confidence and pointed at Ji Liao and shouted:
"He wanted to kill me! Mom, he really wanted to kill me just now! He was so strong that I couldn't breathe. He also beat me. My head hurts, my neck hurts, and everything hurts."
Liu was extremely distressed and yelled at the top of her voice, "You damned bastard! Not only did you commit a crime that implicated your entire family, but now you want to kill my son. He's your own nephew. You rotten-hearted bastard, why don't you just die!"
"Master officer, you must do something for my son. A life for a life. This kind of evil man cannot be spared. Just kill him with a knife, so that he won't commit crimes again in the future!"
After receiving the hint from his daughter, Ji Liao rolled his eyes and fainted.
Fang Huijia was very frightened and cried sincerely while hugging her husband.
Ji Yunhuan's eyes were filled with tears. She looked particularly pitiful as she pretended to be strong. She pointed at a stone on the ground and choked up as she explained:
"My father was already in such a state, how could he have the strength to hurt anyone? He just had his mouth and nose covered, and he pushed the evil man while struggling. He was unlucky and hit a rock. It's all his own fault."
A stone appeared on the ground at some point, and when the officer saw that the stone was stained with blood, he began to believe it a little more.
Ji Yunhuan took advantage of the victory and sobbed, "My father can't move. It was obviously you who ran over here first to cause trouble. It was obviously you who wanted to kill people. If someone kills someone, it should be you who pays for my father's life!"
The officer was disturbed from his dream and was full of resentment. He took out chains on the spot and locked up Ji Yuncheng's hands and feet.
"If I had known that you were restless, I would never have untied your chains no matter what. You even dared to complain first. How can he kill you when he can't move? It's obvious that you have evil intentions."
"I don't care what grudges you have with each other. You are all wanted criminals by the imperial court now. You must obey my instructions along the way. Watch out for me. If you dare to cause trouble again, I will never let you off easily!"
The official hit Ji Yuncheng with a stick, and Ji Yuncheng cried like a pig being slaughtered. Mrs. Liu screamed, threw herself over to protect her son, and shouted:
"Don't hit me! Don't hit me! My son didn't mean to kill anyone. He just came here... to show his respect to his uncle! Yes, it's all a misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"
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