PFC Chapter 270 Go, go!
Chapter 270 Go, go!
His mind was blank, and everything in front of him became blurry. He knew he was about to die, but he felt a little relieved in his heart, because he knew that as long as he died, his family could still survive.
Shangshu knew that the prime minister would help his family in secret. Although he died for the prime minister, he believed that the prime minister would fulfill his promise and protect his family.
As time went by, the executioner walked up to the scaffold and announced loudly: "The time has come, execution!" Shangshu closed his eyes and waited for his fate to come. The executioner raised his sharp sword and swung it hard, and Shangshu's head rolled down. Blood gushed out, staining the ground red.
The Shangshu's body fell to the ground, and there was a burst of cheers and applause from the crowd. However, the Shangshu's family and confidants shed tears silently, but they could only watch.
The prime minister stood in the teahouse opposite the execution ground, his eyes fixed on every detail of what happened on the field. He was filled with sighs and helplessness, because he had tried to send people into the prison many times to ask the minister what happened. However, he was surrounded by the king's trusted guards, not only could he not ask questions, but he couldn't even pass a note in.
The prime minister knew that the king was on guard against him. Not only that, but even the confessions of Shangshu and the other main criminals were known only to the king. No one knew what they said, and no one had seen the files after they were arrested. Faced with this situation, the prime minister could only helplessly watch Shangshu being beheaded in public.
At the same time, in the Xuanwang Mansion, Keremu and Hanguli were sitting at the table. The table was filled with various delicious dishes. Keremu picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and put it in Hanguli's bowl, and said softly: "The meat is good today, Li'er, eat more."
Hanguli sat at the table, staring at the meat in the bowl. Just as she picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up a piece to taste, she saw Baixi rushing in from outside, shouting, "Prince, Princess..."
Keremu, who heard the sound, hurriedly stopped Baixi and signaled him not to panic. Baixi then realized that he had lost his composure and quickly bowed his head to apologize to the prince: "Prince, I'm sorry, I was rude."
Keremu frowned and asked with a slightly dissatisfied tone: "Why are you so flustered?"
Bai Xi took a deep breath, adjusted his mood and replied: "My Lord, Princess, the Minister was executed today, and the Prime Minister just hid aside and watched, and did not help!"
After hearing this, Keremu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, and chuckled softly: "Of course he can't be saved, and he can't be saved." His eyes revealed a kind of confidence and disdain.
However, at this moment, Keremu accidentally noticed that Baixi seemed to be looking around with a strange expression, as if he was looking for something. Keremu couldn't help but feel puzzled and asked, "Baixi, what are you looking at?"
Bai Xi was startled by the prince's sudden question, but he still answered bravely: "Prince, I was just looking around, I didn't mean anything else."
Of course Keremu didn't believe what he said. He snorted coldly and said impatiently: "Okay, stop pretending. Don't I know what you are thinking? She is not here!" After that, he sighed helplessly.
Bai Xi knew that the prince had seen through his thoughts, so he had to answer honestly: "Your Majesty is wise!"
Keremu glared at him and said unhappily, "Okay, she's in the kitchen."
When Bai Xi heard this, he immediately perked up and bowed his head, saying, "Then I will take my leave first!"
Seeing this, Keremu waved his hand and said impatiently: "Go, go, go!"
Bai Xi was so excited after getting the prince's permission that he felt like he had found a treasure, his face was filled with joy. Then he left quickly like a gust of wind and went straight to the kitchen.
Keremu looked at Hanguli, his eyes revealing a hint of expectation and nervousness. He spoke carefully: "Um...Did Dar tell you about what happened between them? What does she think?" Hanguli looked at Keremu, her eyes flashing with tenderness and understanding, and she nodded gently to indicate that she knew about it.
Hanguli said softly: "She asked for my opinion, but I just told her to listen to her heart and not let herself be wronged." After hearing this, Keremu nodded thoughtfully, expressing his agreement. He knew that matters of love ultimately require the parties involved to make their own decisions.
Keremu continued, "Yes, it all depends on whether she really likes it." Hanguli looked at Keremu's serious thinking and knew that he was worried about Baixi. She thought she should change the topic now to avoid the atmosphere becoming too heavy.
Hanguli thought of the previous case and asked curiously: "I remember that when the prince investigated the case of Shangshu, the prime minister seemed to be involved. But the king did not punish him. Why is that?"
Keremu frowned, thought for a moment, and then answered, "Because now is not the time to deal with the prime minister. Over the years, he has planted many of his own forces in the court, and his roots are deep. If you want to touch him, you must be fully prepared and strike a fatal blow, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
So Keremu told Hanguli everything about the training ground he had discovered, and then looked at Hanguli seriously, "So father must plan carefully, not only to successfully capture the prime minister, but also to expose his intention to rebel, so that many of his remaining followers will not only think about being loyal to him in order to protect themselves!"
Hanguli nodded after hearing this and looked at Keremu firmly, "So, it will take more than one day to eliminate the prime minister!"
Keremu took a deep breath and comforted Hanguli, "Yes, but this has nothing to do with our Xuanwang Mansion. We just need to live our own lives behind closed doors!"
Hanguli naturally understood the deep meaning of Keremu's words, but she was still worried, so she couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, don't you want to get involved in this matter?" Keremu looked at Hanguli's eyes full of worry, and a ripple appeared in her heart.
He gently patted Hanguli's hand and comforted her softly, "Princess, don't worry. I know what to do."
Hanguli was relieved of her worries when she heard Keremu's gentle words. Keremu continued, "Princess, have you forgotten? I am a sick man with injuries. Even if it is investigating a case, it will be done by my second and third brothers. As for me, I just need to stay in the palace and wait for them to bring back good news." After saying that, Keremu smiled to reassure Hanguli.
As he spoke, he picked up another piece of meat and put it in Hanguli's bowl, and whispered, "Why don't you eat it? This meat won't taste good if it gets cold!"
Hanguli smiled and nodded, then stretched out her jade hand and gently picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of tender and juicy meat, and carefully put it into her cherry mouth. However, just when her teeth touched the meat, a strong feeling of discomfort came over her heart, as if an invisible big hand tightly grasped her stomach, making her feel a surge of discomfort.