After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

The suffocation made his throat sore, and Sui Yi did not dare to resist the emperor's fatal move.

But Suiyi never stopped shouting for himself: "The steamed buns Yang Huai gave me were warm, and I don't need to pay them back with my life."

"Everything the Emperor has awarded you can be taken back at any time if you are unwilling to do so."

"Probing and monitoring Shen Jinmo, forcing Shen Jinmo to return to the Divine Capital, assassinating the Grand Tutor, and assassinating Xie Nanxing..."

"Over the years, I have never messed up anything because of that steamed bun."

"I am worthy of everything the emperor has given me over the years."

Xia Hong loosened his grip and kicked Sui Yi to the ground.

Slowly he returned to his bed: "You never change your bad habits."

"Come here, take Yang Huai's portrait and tell the Dali Temple Minister to issue a warrant for Yang Huai's arrest in Daxia. If he's still alive, bring him back to the Secret Guard Division and torture him to death in front of all the Secret Guards."

"If you die, bring back the secret guards to whip your corpse for me."

"Anyone who dares to harbor Yang Huai will be executed immediately."

Sui Yi, who had been demanding justice and human rights for himself the moment before, was now crawling towards Xia Hong with a hunched back.

He muttered to himself, "Your Majesty, I know I am wrong. If you want my life, I will give it to you now."

"I beg the emperor to spare Yang Huai's life."

"I beg the emperor to spare Yang Huai's life."

Sui Yi had no way of breaking through the confinement formed by the secret guards.

The head kept hitting the ground, staining the floor bright red. The smell of blood flowed through Xia Hong's nostrils, and also spread through the nostrils of all those covered by the black cloth.

Sui Er betrayed his master and deserved to be put to death, but Sui Yi, who had never made any mistakes and had made many contributions, just wanted to repay the favor of a meal. What was wrong with that?

Seeing Sui Yi's servile appearance, they all thought of the most unbridled young man in the capital.

General Xiao Han, who had shed blood and won many honors on the battlefield, also put aside his pride in this way.

In the end, he could not escape death.

As long as Xia Hong sits on the throne, people like them will no longer be considered human beings, but just ants?

Xia Hong lay on the couch, closed his eyes and enjoyed the kneeling wailing of the iron-willed man.

Yes, he was enjoying the process of these people generating desires but then extinguishing those desires because the imperial power could not be challenged.

The feeling of controlling the life and death of everyone in the world has always made Xia Hong addicted.

"Sui Yi, for people like you, it is a sin to be moved by love."

These words were spoken not only to Sui Yi, but also to all the secret guards in the Secret Guard Division.

Sui Yi realized that begging for mercy was useless, so he stopped kowtowing.

He raised his head and looked at Xia Hong stubbornly: "Being born as a human being, you have seven emotions and six desires. Even if the emperor is the ruler of the world, he cannot go against this gift from heaven."

After saying this, Sui Yi, under the gaze of all the secret guards, drew the long sword from his waist and prepared to kill his master.

Even though he knew he would lose, Sui Yi still wanted to give it a try at the risk of his life.

"Only when you die can things like us become living people."

"Only when you die can people like us have emotions and desires."

"Only when you die can the hungry people of this world wait for a new wise ruler."

Each word was like a sharp blade, tearing open the haze that had long covered the heads of the secret guards of the Secret Guard Division.

The obedience engraved in their bones made them risk their lives to protect Xia Hong and confront him.

Two fists cannot beat four hands, and Sui Yi, who did not want to implicate people with the same miserable fate as him, had to surrender in the end.

Xia Hong yawned, feeling somewhat fed up with this act of rebellion that was not causing any waves at all.

But how could Xia Hong let the secret guard who intended to assassinate his master and the king die so easily?

"Ask Doctor Shu to prescribe a mute medicine to help him keep his mouth shut."

"Then hand him over to Wang Heng, and let Wang Heng kill him directly in the Dark Guard Division in front of all the Dark Guards. This will help him establish his authority while taking revenge."

"From now on, this Dark Guard Division will also belong to Wang Heng."

"There is no good person in this world except my Wang Heng. If anyone dares to say a bad word about Wang Heng, I will slaughter all his clans."

Having been betrayed by two secret guards in succession, Xia Hong no longer trusted any secret guards from the Secret Guard Division. He was even more unwilling to let these secret guards who might betray him at any time and dare to point swords at him get close to him.

These bastards who have the opportunity to interact with others and eat the buns given by others may point the butcher knife at him at any time.

Xia Hong now only trusts Shen Jinmo and the person hiding in...

Only Shen Jinmo cares about him wholeheartedly.

Only those who have never come into contact with the treacherous human heart can remember who their only support is.

As Qiu Ye was wandering around, Sui Yi, the most talented person in the Dark Guard Division since its establishment, was dragged into the torture chamber.

The heavy iron door was closed, and more than a dozen secret guards worked together to suppress Sui Yi who intended to resist.

The chief eunuch in front of the emperor personally pushed the mute medicine into Sui Yi's throat and watched with his own eyes as Sui Yi was forced to swallow it.

In order to prevent the mute medicine from being vomited out and losing its medicinal properties, the miserable Sui Yi was tied to a wooden stick with iron chains.

Standing around were palace servants who had to watch this scene in order to save Xia Hong's life.

A burning sensation like a raging fire spread from Suiyi's throat to his limbs and bones. Cold sweat poured out and his clothes were wet layer by layer.

Unable to bear it any longer, Sui Yi let out an unbearable cry, which shook every soul wrapped in black in the Dark Guard Division into a few bright red.

Gradually, the roar turned into hoarseness, and the hoarseness turned into silence.

In the end, only the sound of the chain being dragged and swung remained, indicating that Sui Yi was in a state of suffering worse than death.

The eunuch who completed his mission turned around and walked out of the torture room of the Secret Guard Division and got on the carriage back to the palace.

The atmosphere in the Secret Guard Department was dead silent. Those secret guards who knew the whole story of today left the torture room and slid down the wall.

Tired, numb, and confused.

I am exhausted and tired.

The numbness of being unable to save others.

The soul awakens and feels lost in the unknown future.

Someone asked: "You were fine when you left today, why are you like this when you come back?"

After a very heavy breath, someone answered, "When I was young, I was saved by someone. Now that I have met a benefactor and he has saved me, I have incurred the wrath of the Saint."

"Is this going to kill me too?"

“Is this wrong?”

"If he could just die, that would be great. The Emperor handed him over to Lord Shen for disposal."

"Why does Lord Shen have to deal with the people from the Dark Guard Division?"

"He was ordered by the Emperor to kill Xie Nanxing. The hatred of killing a husband is irreconcilable. Only by handing him over to Shen Jinmo can the Emperor and Lord Shen vent their hatred at the same time."

"More than that, the Dark Guard Division has been handed over to Lord Shen, and the Emperor has ordered Lord Shen to massacre the Dark Guard Division."

“Who are you going to wash?”

"Everyone who has feelings, hearts, love, and cares."

Wash every living person.

Sui Yi, who was thrown casually on the floor of the torture room, looked at the moonlight reflected from the roof window, raised his bloody hand, and touched it tenderly.

He could not speak for the rest of his life, and Yang Huai suffered from a hidden leg disease for the rest of his life.

From then on, he walked with Yang Huai in his arms, and Yang Huai spoke on his behalf.

The rest of your life, what a beautiful word.

A person like him, at the age of one, actually got the chance to walk under the sun.

Sui Yi closed his eyes, covered his heart with both hands, and fell asleep peacefully for the first time in these years under the misty autumn moon.

He had a dream. In the dream there was the rest of his life that he had been longing for, and the person who held his hand while watching the mountains and rivers with him.