His tone was one of unwavering determination, tinged with a frightening madness.
The eunuch Dasheng shuddered and quickly sent someone to make arrangements.
After Da Sheng left, Mo Junxing slowly raised his hand.
The burning paper strip is now reduced to a tiny, barely burnt fragment.
And on that tiny spot, three words were clearly written.
Gu Jingchun.
Mo Junxing's smile deepened as he looked at the name.
"Gu Jingchun".
"You won't escape my grasp."
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Time flies, and several days have passed in a flash.
The people of Tiandu live in peace and contentment, enjoying a tranquil and prosperous life.
The bustling market was still crowded with people, and apart from the addition of a charred shop, everything seemed no different from before.
However, when someone asks about the burnt shop, the people around will talk endlessly about it.
After all, so much happened that day—it was so exciting and so shocking that it was unforgettable and quickly spread among the people.
Among the most widely circulated stories, besides the one about Prince Rui drugging the Crown Prince and being severely beaten by the Crown Prince after being discovered, there is also the one about Prince Rui drugging the Crown Prince.
That was the story of Luo Ziqian, the son of Minister Luo, who risked his life to enter the fire to protect his fiancée, and ultimately perished in the flames along with her.
The previously infamous Luo Ziqian was thus hailed as a "love saint" and received much praise.
Even the one or two good deeds he had done in the past were brought up and publicized extensively.
This fueled the fervent love of the young women of Tiandu, who flocked to his now-burnt shop to lay wreaths, expressing their affection and regret for him.
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