And at this time in the cell.
Liu Xirong was held alone in a cell.
He shrank to the side, looking back and forth in fear.
At this time, the tightly closed door of the cell opened and someone came in from outside. The sound of "click" and "click" footsteps came from far away and finally stopped in front of Liu Xirong's cell.
Liu Xirong then raised his head and took a look. He saw a man standing in front of him. He was wearing a black smock and a large hood on his head. Only half of his face was vaguely visible, but this half of the face was enough to scare Liu Xirong so much that he immediately took a step back, "You..."
He pointed at the person in front of him, his eyes widening in disbelief, "Princess...Princess!"
"Liu Xirong."
Sang Yu slowly took off the hood on her head, revealing her bright and stunning face.
"Have you forgotten what I warned you about last time?"
"Princess." Liu Xirong knelt down with a snap. "I know I was wrong. I hope the princess will spare my life!"
Sang Yu smiled, and the corners of her rosy lips curled up, "Okay."
She uttered two words and turned to leave. Liu Xirong thought his plea for mercy was effective, so he kowtowed and said, "I thank the princess for not killing me."
At this moment, Sang Yu turned around and looked at him, "I can spare your life, but then I... will take the lives of your entire family... in exchange for yours."
Liu Xirong sat on the ground in disbelief. When he came to his senses, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Princess, Princess, I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I asked Princess to spare my family. I will die to atone for my sin!"
When Zhu Lin'an, the Minister of Dali Temple, came back from the palace, it was almost time for him to get off duty. However, he was still worried and went to take a look at the Dali Temple. As soon as he walked in, he saw his men running towards him in a panic.
"My lord, this is bad."
"What's wrong?"
"Marquis Yongbo committed suicide in prison out of fear of punishment."
"What?" Zhu Linan said in surprise, and then sighed, "I know."
"Sir, there is one more thing," the subordinate continued, "Before his death, Marquis Yongbo wrote a confession on the wall of his prison, listing all his crimes. The first of these was that he, along with others, had conspired to murder the eldest princess."
Zhu Linan looked up suddenly, his eyes widening in an instant.
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