Historian Wang watched as his brother was dragged out.
He closed his eyes and shook his head, a look of anger at his brother’s foolishness on his face.
"Brother, once again you’re involved; tell me, why can’t you be an honest official? You insist on trusting such people! You’ve ruined yourself, don’t implicate the Wang Family!"
Bai Xilie looked coldly at Wang Yi, showing no sign of mercy or leniency.
"Wang Yi, if you confess now, whoever conspired with you to come up with this idea, I might still spare your life."
"Otherwise, I will surely send your whole family to hell to reunite!"
Wang Yi shivered and turned back, looking fearfully at Master Wei hiding among the ministers.
The latter hung his eyes, refusing to meet Wang Yi’s gaze.
Feng Fuce leisurely said at this time, "Emperor, I’ve captured someone too."
After he spoke, he waved his hand: "Bring her up."
A wail echoed, and Aunt Huang, Bai Yanyan’s aunt, was dragged up by two Xiu Luo Envoys.
They threw her on the ground, and Aunt Huang cried out "Ouch" in pain.
Before she could get up, the long knife in the hand of the Xiu Luo Envoy was already across her neck!
Bai Xilie frowned, carefully scrutinizing the woman before him.
She seemed familiar, but he couldn’t recall who she was.
Feng Fuce, with his long eyebrows in a calm and indifferent manner, said, "This woman comes from Xiyuan Village in the capital, which happens to be near Pinghe."
"That means, the village where the Emperor and Empress first settled was this woman’s village."
"Last night, I sent people to investigate the village, this woman’s name is Aunt Huang, the place where the Empress stayed back then was Aunt Huang’s house."
"And Aunt Huang has a niece named Ma Yan, which is Bai Yanyan, now kneeling in front of the Emperor."
Bai Xilie narrowed his eyes like an angry sea: "No wonder you look slightly familiar; you were the village woman serving the Empress back then!"
Aunt Huang not only met Jing Jia but also took the foot-wiping cloth that Jing Jia discarded in a corner after they left, treating it as a close-fitting undergarment, and hid it away!
Apparently, she planned to extort money early on!
It’s just that Aunt Huang did not expect that her niece would actually resemble the Empress somewhat!
Historian Wang exclaimed beside: "So, the claim that this swindler accompanied the Empress around Zhe County is also false!"
Feng Fuce sneered: "Naturally it’s false. Listen to her accent and intonation; there’s not a trace of Zhe County accent."
Bai Xilie immediately shouted angrily: "Take this woman and this swindler, drag them to the side, and give them a thorough beating on my command!"
"And only when they are willing to reveal whose orders they were acting on can we discuss leniency!"
Bai Yanyan and Aunt Huang were both shocked, hastily begging for mercy and shouting for help.
Aunt Huang had already taken a few punches when the Xiu Luo Envoy grabbed her.
Now blood was oozing from her mouth as she cried: "Emperor, it was the money that clouded my mind, I really dare not do it again, please, Emperor, have mercy!"
Bai Yanyan clawed at the ground, unwilling to be dragged aside for a beating.
But the Imperial Guard lifted her and walked away.
Bai Yanyan cried hoarsely, even pleading for help from Bai Zhi’er.
"Little princess, save me! I won’t fight with you anymore. I just wanted to live a good life, I didn’t want to harm you!"
Bai Zhi’er puffed her cheeks, her dark eyes full of displeasure.
She turned her little head, wrapped her arms around Bai Xilie’s neck, and gave Bai Yanyan a defiant back view.
Hmph, I’m not silly enough to plead for a swindler!
Feng Fuce glanced unnoticed in Bai Zhi’er’s direction.
Then he beckoned, calling the Xiu Luo Envoy over and quietly instructed: "Block their mouths when you beat them."
Thinking of Bai Yanyan’s earlier insolence towards Bai Zhi’er.
Feng Fuce spoke again: "Strike the spine, cripple them."
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