Chapter 111 Imprisonment

Duan Mingchong walked closer to the main hall and said, "Go and get the chef from outside the palace."

The palace maids really don't understand why the Marquis would look for the chef when he has something to do, and now even the Crown Prince is looking for him.

He didn't dare to ask more questions and quickly responded.

Duan Mingchong took off his outer robe and asked, "How is the Marquis' Mansion now?"

The guard said, "The people from the Ministry of Justice went to arrest the man with the emperor's personal order, and General Sui Xun's men drew their swords and threatened them. There was a lot of noise at the time, and in the end it was General Sui Xun who stepped in to calm the situation down."

Duan Mingchong didn't hear what he wanted to hear, his brows furrowed, and he said coldly: "I want to ask how the Lord is doing."

The guard was startled and said hurriedly, "The Marquis has already left with the people from the Ministry of Justice. General Sui Xun has also gone with them. I think they will not treat the Marquis harshly."

Duan Mingchong's face was ashen and he changed his clothes without saying a word.

Wu Mo quickly followed the palace maid and walked in. He knelt on the ground, trembling slightly, and said hesitantly, "I have seen your Highness."

Duan Mingchong turned his back to him and stroked the jade pendant Sui Yan gave him. His tone was calm and he said, "I need your help to do something."

Wu Mo asked, "Are you going to make cakes for Lord Hou?"

Duan Mingchong leaned slightly to the side and looked at him coldly: "Don't pretend, I know you are Ayan's man."

Wu Mo's body froze for a moment, then he raised his head. The timid look on his face just now disappeared in an instant. He looked at Duan Mingchong coldly and said, "Your Highness has a keen eye. The young master did not know my identity in advance. He only recognized me after I entered the palace. It was not him who instructed me to hide in the East Palace. The Marquis has never done anything to harm Your Highness in the past few months. I hope Your Highness will not..."

Duan Mingchong said: "I will not be angry with him, you don't need to say more."

Wu Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Then what does Your Highness want me to do?"

Duan Mingchong said softly: "I want you to leave the palace for a while."

Wu Mo was stunned and looked up at him in confusion.

It’s the middle of the night.

Jun Jingxing walked through the corridor in the front yard and returned to the side yard with a grim look on his face, his mind full of the scene of Sui Yan being taken away.

Sui Yan had probably never been to the Ministry of Justice prison before, so his first reaction was not fear, but novelty. Even though he had committed so many sins and courted death in his previous life, the emperor only imprisoned him and never thought of throwing him into prison to die.

Jun Jingxing was speechless and didn't know what to say to him for a moment. It was not until Sui Xun went to the Ministry of Justice with him that Jun Jingxing went to the side courtyard.

Sui Yan looked very unhappy today. Jun Jingxing wanted to pack some tranquilizing powder or something and have someone send it to him. However, before he even entered the side yard, he faintly smelled a bloody smell.

His eyes dimmed, he raised the lantern in his hand, pushed the door open, walked along the bloody smell, and finally found the source under the window frame of Sui Yan's room.

Jun Jingxing was stunned and the lamp in his hand fell to the ground.

"No wish?"

Wuyuan was lying unconscious on the ground, covered in blood. It seemed as if she had crawled out of the water and her body had frozen into a thin layer of ice. Her face was pale and she was almost not breathing.

Jun Jingxing suddenly helped her up, and the places where his hands touched were completely cold.

"Haitang, Haitang!"

Jun Jingxing held her directly in his arms and called Haitang loudly.

Sui Yan was taken away. Haitang couldn't sleep with tears in her eyes. When she heard Jun Jingxing's voice, she hurried out with a lamp. When she saw Wuyuan in his arms, she was immediately startled.

"This……"

Jun Jingxing said: "Go and prepare some hot water, the more the better!"

Haitang didn't ask any more questions and just responded and ran away quickly.

Jun Jingxing carried Wuyuan to his room and placed her on the couch, then took the quilt and wrapped her tightly.

Fortunately, Jun Jingxing's room was very close to Sui Yan's, and the charcoal basin was burning all day long.

Jun Jingxing frowned as he rummaged through his medicine box for a small porcelain bottle and stuffed a pill into Wuyuan's mouth, barely keeping her alive.

Soon, Haitang asked the servants to bring in boiling hot water.

Jun Jingxing took a look and his face turned green: "You want to kill the pig and skin it? Dump it with cold water!"

Haitang was running around anxiously, and upon hearing this, she nodded and went to get some cold water.

Jun Jingxing and Haitang worked hard until midnight, and finally Wuyuan's body was completely warmed up.

Haitang was so tired that she kept dozing off. Jun Jingxing pushed her and said, "Go back to sleep. Remember, don't tell anyone about what happened tonight, otherwise your young master's life will be in danger."

Haitang was sobered up by the shock and said hesitantly, "Who, who can't do it?"

Jun Jingxing deliberately made the matter sound very serious: "No one can do it, especially Li Zhao."

Haitang blinked blankly: "What's wrong with Uncle Zhao?"

Jun Jingxing didn't say much: "Just you know it yourself, go back and have a rest."

Haitang didn't understand, but he had been with Sui Yan for many years and knew not to ask questions that he shouldn't ask. He nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Jun Jing was about to close the door, when he turned around, he saw that Wu Yuan had opened his eyes.

Jun Jingxing had taken care of all her injuries, including the most serious arrow feather that had nearly pierced her heart, which had also been pulled out. As long as she could survive tonight, she would be fine.

She blinked her long feathery eyelashes, and soon as if she remembered something, she supported herself on the bed with her elbows and tried to get up.

Jun Jingxing hurried over and held her shoulders, saying, "Don't move. You are badly injured. You need to take good care of yourself."

If someone else was injured like this, they would have fallen into a coma long ago. I wonder how strong the willpower of this seemingly gentle woman was to have managed to wake up.

The makeup on Wuyuan's face had been washed away by the hot water, revealing a cool and beautiful appearance, but her face was too pale, making her look so weak that she seemed as if she would turn into smoke and disappear in the next moment.

Wuyuan looked at Jun Jingxing absentmindedly and said hoarsely: "Wuyuan... Wuyuan is incompetent and has harmed the young master... I want to save the young master..."

Jun Jingxing sighed softly and said, "He will be fine. As for you, stop worrying about it and take good care of yourself."

Wuyuan still forced herself to get up, and the wound that had just been bandaged began to bleed due to her movements.

Jun Jingxing directly held her shoulders to prevent her from moving, and said in a cold voice: "You want to save him? I think you will die before you can get out of this door. Is your life not a life?"

Wuyuan looked at him blankly. She was timid and introverted by nature. After being scolded by Jun Jingxing, she was stunned for a long time before she said hesitantly: "But... Wuyuan lives for the young master."

Jun Jingxing said: "Who instilled this idea in you? Everyone is born into this world, and no one lives for anyone else. You are a person, not someone else's appendage. Even if Sui Yan really died, it has nothing to do with you."

Jun Jingxing originally wanted to calm Wuyuan down and prevent her from running around, so he just gave an example. However, Wuyuan listened to him blankly, and her originally weak body suddenly stood up, and she put her fingers and knife on Jun Jingxing's neck and pressed him to the ground.

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing was caught off guard and thrown to the ground by Wu Yuan. His head hit the ground directly with a loud "bang".

He was dizzy from the collision and it took him a long time to focus his vision.

She was unwilling to press on him, her face was pale, cold sweat dripped down, but she still pressed against Jun Jingxing's neck, panting and said: "You... are not allowed to curse the young master!"

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing almost screamed: "Are you crazy?!"

Wuyuan's eyes went blank for a moment, but he still forced himself to maintain his murderous posture and said with difficulty: "You...you should take back what you just said..."

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing took a deep breath, and coughed when Wuyuan pinched him. He muttered absentmindedly, "I already knew she had a problem with her brain. Why would I bother with her?"

Jun Jingxing found a step for himself, then grabbed Wuyuan's slender wrist, and said with strong resentment: "Okay, I'll take it back. Your young master will live a long life and nothing will happen to him. Okay?"

Wuyuan tilted his head slightly and said, "Say it again."

Jun Jingxing: “…”

If Jun Jingxing hadn't been unable to defeat the opponent, he would have beaten him up long ago.

Jun Jingxing repeated it again with great humiliation, staring at his face for a while before confirming that he did not say anything offensive.

She breathed a sigh of relief and gently loosened her hand.

Feeling her strength weakened, Jun Jingxing pushed her hand away. Just as he was about to poke her with the needle with great force, he saw Wuyuan's body sway slightly and fell straight towards him.

Jun Jingxing was nearly knocked unconscious. When he turned his head, he saw that the beautiful girl had fainted.

Jun Jingxing: “…”

What a sin.

The night is deep and the sky is full of stars.

The people from the Ministry of Justice, following the emperor's order, arrested Sui Yan and brought him to the Ministry, and also brought Sui Xun, the god of plague.

Sui Xun just sat there, and no one dared to go up to Sui Yan. Moreover, the Ministry of Justice had little power in the court, let alone the current marquis.

The review and sentencing of criminals was the responsibility of the Dali Temple. They only needed to stay in the Ministry of Justice for one night, and the emperor and the Dali Temple would handle the case when they went to court the next day.

The officials of the Ministry of Justice complained bitterly, but they dared not to throw Sui Yan into the prison, so they could only treat him like an ancestor.

The lights in the Ministry of Justice were on. People were bringing in charcoal braziers one after another and placing them in various corners. Soon the surroundings became warm.

Sui Yan then emerged from Sui Xun's arms, stretched his back comfortably, looked around casually, and said, "This is the Ministry of Justice. It doesn't look anything special."

Sui Yan looked around and didn't think there was anything interesting, so he sat by the charcoal brazier and warmed himself by the fire, being extremely carefree.

Sui Xun wrapped his cloak around Sui Yan, glanced coldly at the Minister of Justice, and said indifferently: "Sir, please take out the letters between Wang Gui and the Princess of Southern Xinjiang and let me have a look."

The Minister of Justice was dragged out of his quilt while sleeping soundly. He ran into Sui Xun, the evil spirit. He kept wiping sweat in the cold weather. He asked someone to present the letters and said with a smile: "General, you can take a look. There are many letters. They are not forged in one or two days. And the handwriting is exactly the same as that of the marquis."

Sui Xun frowned and flipped through it, and found that it was indeed Sui Yan's handwriting, and the content was very detailed.

Sui Xun raised his head and said, "Wang Gui, is your handwriting exposed?"

The Minister of Justice's face turned green, thinking that this young general was really protective of his brother. Even though the evidence was solid, he still only cared about protecting his younger brother. No wonder he raised Sui Yan to be such a rebellious person.

Sui Yan was drowsy while sitting by the fire. Hearing this, he uttered an “ah” and tilted his head: “Maybe, there is, I don’t know.”

Li Zhao had been by his side serving him all year round, so this might have been his doing.

"I don't know," Sui Xun sneered, threw the unfolded letter to the ground, and mocked mercilessly, "With your ugly handwriting, if it hadn't been leaked, it would have been imitated like this. I don't believe it at all."

Sui Yan: “…”

Nonsense! My handwriting was taught by the palace tutor and it’s so beautiful!

Sui Yan walked over muttering to himself, casually unfolded a letter, and quickly scanned it. It happened to be about "him" colluding with the Princess of Southern Xinjiang and secretly planning to murder the emperor on New Year's Eve.

Sui Yan asked, "What was I doing on New Year's Eve?"

The Minister of Justice beside him hurriedly found another letter and pointed at it, saying, "The Marquis was seriously ill at the time, so the matter was left unresolved. Here, this is your reply."

Sui Yan said "Oh", took a look, and said, "It really looks like the real thing."

If Sui Yan hadn't done this before, he would have believed it himself.

The Minister of Justice wiped his sweat again and laughed dryly: "General, the evidence is conclusive, should we let the Marquis..."

Before he finished speaking, Sui Xun looked at him coldly and said, "Wang Gui just had a serious illness a few days ago and hasn't recovered yet. If he catches a cold in that prison surrounded by cold wind and gets seriously ill, can you afford it?!"

The Minister of Justice hesitated and said, "This... this is the rule..."

Sui Xun sneered, "Let's not talk about whether Wang Gui did these things or not. Even if he did, His Majesty would not openly execute the current marquis. The Dali Temple has not yet made a final decision on the punishment, and you want to imprison Wang Gui. Oh, he is weak, and putting him in that ice hole is no different from pushing him to death. My Lord, what are your intentions?"

Minister of Justice: "..."

Sui Yan cooperated very well and leaned in Sui Xun's arms. He coughed a few times in a pretentious manner, but in fact he buried his face in Sui Xun's clothes and was trying hard to hold back his laughter.

Sui Xun only used a few words to accuse the Minister of Justice of the crime of murdering the current marquis, which made the Minister of Justice sweat even more.

"General, where are you talking..."

Sui Xun put one hand around Sui Yan's shoulders, his whole body was full of sternness, and he said coldly: "The reason why I asked Wang Gui to come to the Ministry of Justice is because I don't want to make a big deal out of it for your sake. I also believe that Wang Gui will definitely not do such a thing as colluding with outsiders to harm Your Majesty. Tomorrow, Wang Gui will naturally be given justice in the court. Your Excellency is pressing him step by step without knowing the truth and convicting him. It is a bit unfair."

Minister of Justice: "..."

To the end...

Who is pressing so hard?

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