PFC Chapter 392 Xie Siyuan was taken away by the government
Chapter 392 Xie Siyuan was taken away by the government
Lord Xie was completely devastated.
His face was a mixture of anger and grief, and he almost collapsed.
He pounded his chest and shouted.
"What misfortune for our family! What misfortune for our family!"
He raised his head, his gaze sweeping blankly across the mourning hall. "What sins have I committed to have a traitorous son and a murderous grandson!"
Madam Xie clutched her clothes tightly with one hand, while weakly supporting her maid's arm with the other, tears glistening in her eyes.
She truly loves Xie Siyuan now that he's been back!
I never imagined that she would love such a beast, worse than a pig or a dog!
After she dies, how will she have the face to go to the underworld and meet the old master?
She raised her hand to cover her face, her whole body trembling helplessly.
Zhou Ningxuan stood in the center of the mourning hall, his face cold and stern, completely ignoring the two people's breakdown.
"Xie Siyuan committed murder; the evidence is conclusive. Take him away."
"Why are you taking him away!" Lord Xie blurted out instinctively.
It's their own business to deal with it, so why should the government take them away?
Zhou Ningxuan looked at Lord Xie indifferently.
"My lord, have you forgotten that this case has already been reported to the authorities?"
"The authorities have caught the real culprit, so naturally they will take him back."
He waved his hand, "Someone, take Xie Siyuan away."
Two soldiers stepped forward and lifted Xie Siyuan, who was lying on the ground, up from either side.
His body was limp as a lump of mud, his face was deathly pale, and his eyes looked around in panic.
Want to speak.
But the officers and soldiers acted decisively, giving him no chance to struggle, and dragged him out directly.
Seeing this scene, Madam Xie was in so much pain that she almost fainted.
Her legs went weak, but fortunately, the maid beside her caught her in time.
Her tears flowed uncontrollably, and she seemed to have lost all her strength in an instant.
The Xie family has no eldest grandson!
Lord Xie felt a sudden jolt in his chest the moment Xie Siyuan was dragged away.
A metallic taste rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He clutched his chest with both hands, swayed slightly, and looked even older.
"My lord!!"
The maid standing nearby panicked and cried out.
Qin Jiuwei and Xie Yanli also looked over immediately.
The maids rushed forward to support him, some hurriedly fetching hot water, others running to call the royal physician.
Chaos erupted throughout the mourning hall.
Fifteen minutes later, the physician from the prefectural hospital rushed over and carefully examined the patient.
He then turned to the crowd and explained.
"The Marquis suffered a stroke due to anger and vomited blood. He needs to rest to recover. I'm afraid he won't wake up until at least tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, everyone felt much more at ease.
Qin Jiuwei made arrangements for Lord Xie and everything else before returning to Qinglan Courtyard with Xie Yanli and the children.
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As soon as Xie Jue returned to Qinglan Courtyard and stepped across the threshold, he couldn't help but dance with joy.
He raised his arms and spun around excitedly.
"Success! Success!"
Xie Jue's eyes gleamed with excitement as he hummed a little tune.
Xie Jingchun looked at him, arms crossed, a mocking smile on her lips.
"Look how happy you are, like you've won a battle."
Hearing the sound, Xie Jue turned to look at Xie Jingchun, her small face raised.
"Of course! Without me, the plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly! I deserve credit too!"
"Good, good, good, little hero, you're really amazing."
As Qin Jiuwei watched the two playfully bickering, her expression softened even more.
After playing around for a while, Qin Jiuwei called Xiaohe to her side and gave her detailed instructions.
"Organize everything we've found today, whether it's witness testimony or physical evidence, and send it to the Prefectural Governor's Office."
"Lord Zhou will know how to handle this."
Things have come to this point; Xie Siyuan must die.
The Prefectural Office of the Governor of Jingzhao.
Zhou Ningxuan opened the box, and there were two things inside.
The pea flour cake is intact, with faint traces of powder still visible on the surface.
There was also a small porcelain bottle; when opened, a very small amount of powder could be vaguely seen inside.
"Lord Zhou, this powder is the Blood Stasis Powder. Today, Xie Siyuan tried to poison our young master, but he was caught red-handed."
"The poison was found in his possession."
The old woman recounted the events of the day in detail.
After hearing this, Zhou Ningxuan's expression darkened.
At just five years old, she already had two lives on her hands.
And they even attempted to kill a third person!
It’s simply unbelievable!
At this moment, a subordinate rushed over and whispered, "Sir, we found some poison on Xie Siyuan, hidden in a secret pocket inside his belt."
"It is precisely the blood stasis dispersing method."
As he spoke, he presented the poison that had been found.
Zhou Ningxuan's gaze was calm and sharp as he scanned the physical evidence in front of him.
Now all the evidence is complete!
Zhou Ningxuan ordered his advisor to fetch pen and ink and write down Xie Siyuan's crimes.
Pea flour cake, poison, and witness testimonies—everything was recorded meticulously and systematically.
After the clerk finished writing, Zhou Ningxuan picked up the document and went to the prison.
In the cell.
Xie Siyuan sat on the ground, his eyes vacant.
Zhou Ningxuan spread out the documents and handed them to Xie Siyuan, saying coldly, "The evidence is conclusive. What else do you have to say? Quickly sign and confess your guilt."
Xie Siyuan lowered his head, his disheveled hair covering most of his face.
The exposed half of her face appeared pale and gloomy.
He raised his head, his dark eyes showing no trace of regret.
Numb and cold.
He has no regrets; all those he killed deserved to die!
They bullied him first!
He knew that he was about to die.
But before he died...
"I need to see someone," Xie Siyuan said slowly.
"Meeting whom?"
Xie Siyuan's gaze paused slightly, then he gave a low, bitter laugh.
"Never mind...you won't find her."
Moreover, she no longer wanted to see him.