A piece of Japanese incense

Chapter 158 Order

Prince Yun stroked the dragon pattern on the jade belt and examined the person who hurried into the palace. After seeing who it was, he raised a playful smile and said teasingly, "Chen Feng! Why did you bring Marquis Jingwen with you?"

"Your Majesty, the rebellion has been quelled. I have failed to save you, so I come to ask for punishment!"

There were hurried footsteps outside the palace, and several court officials followed closely behind, kneeling down and bowing their heads, confessing their crimes:

"Father! I am so late in coming to your rescue! I frightened you! Please punish me!"

"I am sorry for being late in coming to your rescue. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me!"

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"No problem! Everyone, stand up!"

Feng Zhixu was overjoyed when he saw the prince kneeling on the ground: "Father, father, you... you are safe and sound!"

Without waiting for Zhou Ziheng to untie the hemp rope tied around his body, Feng Zhixu shook off the rope without hesitation, ran towards the prince, threw himself into his arms, and cried with joy: "Father, how is mother? Has she returned to the capital as well?"

The prince stroked Feng Zhixu's head and comforted her gently: "She is fine."

Prince Yun's eyes hesitated on the prince's face, and he slowly walked towards the prince, sliding from the corner of his eyes to his mouth, with confusion and shock in his tone: "Impossible! Why! Why! Aren't you dead? How is it possible!"

The prince smiled and responded, "Brother, we are glad to meet again after such a long absence. I hope you are doing well."

"Deal with them all." The emperor's voice was light and cold. With one order, Prince Yun's soldiers were forced to kneel on the ground, their heads drooping weakly, exposing their necks.

Feng Zhiyan screamed in shock, lost his balance, his legs went limp, and he sat down dejectedly on the cold, hard stone steps, clutching the lapels of his shirt in front of his chest with both hands, breathing heavily.

Prince Yun withdrew his gaze and fell on the densely packed heads on the ground, and an imperceptible sadness flashed in his eyes.

After untying the restraints, Eunuch Shen gently stretched out his long sleeves and took out a roll of yellow silk from his wide cuffs. The emperor ordered: Prince Yun Feng Yuanren is rebellious and has raised troops to cause chaos. He is disloyal as a minister, unfilial as a son, and unkind as a brother. He has angered heaven and people. He is to be stripped of his title and demoted to a commoner to show the world!"

"Grandpa Emperor! Grandpa Emperor! Your grandson is ignorant. Grandpa Emperor! Yan'er has been well protected by you since childhood. You know my character best!" Feng Zhiyan climbed up the stairs without paying any attention to the broken porcelain pieces under his feet, hugged the emperor's thighs, and begged.

The emperor placed his palm on Feng Zhiyan's head, stared down at him, and spoke slowly: "Those who participated in the rebellion shall be executed along with their entire clan. Imperial Concubine Xin—" He paused for a moment, closed his eyes, rubbed his hands, and said in a heavy tone: "Give her the white silk."

Upon hearing this, Feng Zhiyan kowtowed deeply in embarrassment, tears streaming down his face: "Grandpa Emperor, Yan'er was wrong, Grandpa Emperor, please have mercy on me, Grandpa Emperor..."

Prince Yun’s arms were held tightly behind his back by two guards in black armor. He struggled hard, roaring in protest, “How can you be so ruthless! You monster! No wonder my grandfather, with so many descendants, disliked you the most and sent you as a hostage! Your mother has been with you for decades! How can you bear to treat her like this! You want to wipe out the last trace of Xiqi’s existence. You can’t stand the humiliation you suffered in Xiqi, the unbearable situation when you usurped the throne, and the blood of your sworn brothers on your hands!”