Chapter 404 Execution Ground
Mo Liyuan gently stroked Lan Xiyue's silky hair, his voice gentle and low: "Yue'er, let's go into the space."
Lan Xiyue heard this and slowly raised her head, "Mo Liyuan, I forgot to tell you that the space is currently being upgraded and you can't enter it for the time being."
A hint of surprise flashed across Mo Liyuan's eyes, but was then replaced by joy.
He remembered Yue'er once mentioned that when the space was upgraded to the maximum level, precious spiritual spring water would emerge.
"Although the upgrade will take time, it's worth the wait." Mo Liyuan's eyes were deep. "By the way, Yue'er, the carpenter Tianyi hired is unreliable. So much time has passed, and the custom-made furniture from Fengcheng is still not finished. When we return to Beijing, I will have it rebuilt to your satisfaction."
Lan Xiyue nodded gently and snuggled into Mo Liyuan's broad chest.
However, a storm was quietly brewing in the capital.
The old lady of the Wuguo Marquisate unexpectedly announced a piece of news that shocked the court and the public - Lan Shenye and his sister were not the Marquisate's biological children.
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like thunderclap out of the blue, instantly causing an uproar in the capital.
People speculated that when Yun Shanshan, the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Huguo, got married, her dowry was so generous that even the queen could not match it.
Could it be that Yun Shanshan had been unfaithful after their wedding? Rumors spread like wildfire, and many people cast contemptuous glances at the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion.
What's more, some people began to speculate about the true background of Lan Shenye and Lan Xiyue.
The rumors about Yun Shanshan were like a sharp blade, cutting off the last trace of sympathy for the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion in people's hearts.
Inside the Regent's Palace, Lan Shenye clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with anger and unwillingness.
An Shi reported quietly, "We've investigated and found out it was Old Madam Lan who started the rumor. Now that the Wuguo Marquisate no longer exists, she should be called Old Madam Lan."
Lan Shenye's brows were furrowed, his eyes full of worry: "How are my grandfather and the others now?"
"Tianyi went to the Heavenly Prison a few days ago and delivered some food to the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion. The old lady is seriously ill, and the Third Young Master Yun is also very weak, but the others are generally safe and sound."
Lan Shenye couldn't hide his worry between his brows: "There are only ten days left until the execution of the Duke of the Protectorate. Can they really be safe and sound?"
An Shi consoled him, "Tian Yi has been carrying the master's token and going to the Heavenly Prison every day. This must have caught the attention of the higher-ups, and they will surely curb their behavior. Furthermore, the master sent a message back a few days ago, saying that he and the princess will leave for the capital today. They will definitely be back within ten days."
Hearing this, Lan Shenye finally felt relieved, but the hidden worry still remained: "I hope that God will have mercy on Yueyue and the Regent and that everyone in the Protectorate Mansion will be safe and sound."
At the same time, the wind was cold and a carriage was galloping between the two peaks. Snowflakes were quietly falling in the canyon. Inside the carriage, Lan Xiyue stared at the snowflakes drifting outside the window through the half-open window, with childlike joy and excitement in her eyes.
She gently stretched out her hand and caught the white pieces, "Mo Liyuan, look, it's snowing."
Mo Liyuan heard this and smiled faintly, his eyes full of doting: "Yuer likes snow?"
Lan Xiyue did not answer immediately, but just looked at the snow scene outside the window quietly with a smile on her face.
In my previous life, I grew up in the south and it was difficult to see snow. I could only see the snowy scenery when I went north on a mission.
Now, seeing the snowflakes falling again, the long-lost excitement and thrill are beyond words.
Seeing this, Mo Liyuan picked up the cloak beside him and gently draped it over her shoulders. Then he reached out and closed the car window to block out the biting cold wind.
"Yuer, the wind is biting, your hands are cold, don't catch a cold."
Lan Xiyue looked back at him dissatisfiedly, "I'm not that delicate."
Mo Liyuan smiled helplessly and reached out to gently scratch her nose. "Well, my Yue'er is not delicate, but the cold wind is like a knife. Yue'er's hands are cold. It's better to be careful."
Lan Xiyue knew that he was doing this for her own good, so she didn't say anything else.
Mo Liyuan's eyes were deep: "Every year at this time, the world is covered in snow, but it is also the most difficult time for the people. Snow disasters occur frequently, and many families are broken up and displaced." There was a bit of heaviness in his words, which made Lan Xiyue frown.
"Mo Liyuan, does the imperial court provide disaster relief every winter?" Lan Xiyue asked.
Mo Liyuan nodded gently, his voice low, "Yes, but the treasury is empty this year, I'm afraid..." Before he could finish his words, Lan Xiyue smiled brightly, "I'll take out the silver from the space later."
Mo Liyuan kissed her forehead lovingly and whispered, "Okay."
Lan Xiyue snuggled in his arms and whispered, "Mo Liyuan, this throne is not what I desire. Once my mission is complete, I will pass it on to someone virtuous and capable. Do you have a suitable candidate?"
Mo Liyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Mo Yifan, he did some stupid things, but his personality is okay."
Lan Xiyue hooked his chin, "Mo Liyuan, don't you want to sit in that seat?"
Mo Liyuan looked at her with deep eyes, "Yuer, I only want to be with you. When the country is peaceful and the people are safe, we can travel all over the country together, okay?"
Lan Xiyue smiled, "Yeah, that's exactly what I want!"
Time flies, and seven days have passed in the blink of an eye.
The capital was covered in snow, turning everything into a blanket of white. The Emperor issued an edict, and everyone in the Duke of Protectorate's mansion was taken to the execution ground. The prison cars rumbled by, and the people were talking about it, with no consensus.
In the teahouse, Mo Yifan stood by the window, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at the prison van moving slowly below.
He frowned, his expression solemn, and whispered to Tianyi beside him: "Tianyi, is everything ready?"
Tianyi bowed and replied, "Don't worry, Third Prince. Everything has been arranged."
Mo Yifan nodded and said, "We must save everyone in the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion. Father is so foolish this time that he is determined to execute the entire family of the Duke of Protectorate. Alas, why haven't the young uncle and the others returned yet?" As he spoke, his brows revealed a hint of anxiety and helplessness.
Tianyi was standing by, his voice deep and powerful, "I received a letter from Anyi this morning. The master and his men encountered heavy snow and landslides on the mountain road, which delayed their return to Beijing."
Mo Yifan couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. "Today, we must save everyone in the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion. Otherwise, I can't imagine what kind of earth-shattering things the little uncle and aunt will do after they return if everyone in the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion dies tragically."
Tianyi hesitated for a moment, as if weighing his words, before finally speaking: "Third Prince, considering what the Emperor has done to our master and his cruel actions towards the princess, it would be understandable if the master truly did something earth-shattering."
Mo Yifan's body suddenly stiffened, and he looked at Tianyi with a complicated look.
After a moment, he slowly spoke, "You are right. This prince also cannot understand why Father knows that he cannot defeat the young uncle, yet he still provokes him again and again. I really don't know what he is thinking."
Recalling his life story, Mo Yifan's eyes flickered with sadness. He didn't have much affection for his father, the Emperor, just as his father didn't like him either. If it weren't for his father's coldness and ruthlessness towards his mother, his mother wouldn't have been murdered by the Empress when he was young.
Fortunately, the Empress Dowager took pity on him and took him to the Cining Palace to raise him personally, which allowed him to grow up healthily.
At this moment, he stared at the prison van that was moving away. He quickly covered his face with a scarf, glanced at Tianyi, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go to the execution ground. The little uncle and aunt are not here, and this prince must ensure the safety of the people in the Duke of Protector's Mansion."
The atmosphere on the execution ground was solemn and depressing.
The chief executioner was Prime Minister Bai Xianzhe. He sat on a high platform, looking down at Yun Xiancang who was tied to the execution pillar, with a sneer on his lips: "Duke Protector of the Country, Duke Protector of the Country, I didn't expect that you would collude with Western Chu. It's really heartbreaking." His voice was cold and harsh, full of ridicule and disdain for Yun Xiancang.
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