Every time I wear it quickly, there are always big guys giving it away.

"Master, you're back?" Fuyun went to greet him. "The master has gone to bed. Before going to bed, he asked when you would be back..."

Hearing that the lady had gone to bed, the regent's steps became lighter, but his direction remained the same. He said, "Entertain him well for me."

Fuyun turned around and looked at Minghe. Minghe stuffed the big banner in his hand into Fuyun's arms and said, "The person has been caught and is in the secret cell. You take him and deal with him for me. I'll go first."

The villa bought a few servants who were responsible for washing clothes, and Fuyun only needed to take the dusty big banner over.

"This may not be clean enough—"

Fuyun unfolded the heavy banner, took a quick look at it, and said with a frown.

These servants in charge of laundry may not be as skilled as those in the prince's mansion, who can remove any stain.

Ming He had already walked a distance away. Hearing this, he waved his hand and said, "You can do whatever you want. I'm going to go first. Remember to come over!"

Fuyun had a headache and went away holding the clothes.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. Let the person in charge of washing the laundry take care of it!

The secret prison was built in the basement of the villa, and it could be reached from the study. It was not as big as the one in the prince's mansion, but it was more than enough to detain one person.

The cage made of black iron is specially used to deal with the so-called top masters in the martial arts world.

What's more, when this prisoner was caught on the spot, the prince had destroyed all his internal strength, making it difficult for him to escape even if he had wings.

Four thick black iron chains were fastened to the Blood Lotus Cult leader's limbs. He was hung on the wall motionless, with dark bloodstains winding on the ground. His head was drooping and his chest was barely moving.

Fuyun walked down the stairs of the dungeon and saw the miserable appearance of the Blood Lotus Sect leader who had been so rampant before. She silently lit a candle for him in her heart.

If you fall into the hands of the prince, especially one with a long history of crimes, you will probably be in great danger.

"Is the interrogation over?" Fuyun asked.

Ming He nodded. There was nothing to question about the Blood Lotus Cult leader. He was just a suicidal man who happened to have committed so many sins.

In Minghe's eyes, he was no different from a dead person.

Relying on his superb martial arts skills, he repeatedly provoked the prince, not knowing whether to live or die.

I didn't know that the prince was known for his ability to shoot an arrow through the tree from a hundred paces away. The arrow he shot with his internal force nailed the man firmly to the tree. He and the secret guards took a lot of effort to pull out both the man and the arrow.

What we are saying is, there is no need to rush to seek death!

The Blood Lotus Cult leader had interrogated everything clearly. By now, the secret guards should have already sneaked into the Blood Lotus Cult's base.

Perhaps, by tomorrow morning, the heretic Blood Lotus Sect will no longer exist in the world.

The sleeping Chen Jia didn't know yet that his small treasury would once again have a big harvest. After all, it was the accumulation of several generations of the Blood Lotus Sect.

Cui Yuanyuan, who lives in the house next door, has been feeling uneasy since she returned.

The next day, he heard that the government had captured the leader of the Blood Lotus Sect and interrogated him overnight. The evidence was conclusive and he was beheaded in public at three quarters after noon.

The prison van carried the disabled leader of the Blood Lotus Sect and several of his followers to the guillotine.

The leader of the Blood Lotus Cult remained silent, while the followers burst into tears, hugged each other and trembled.

Along the way, many people spat and threw vegetable leaves at the prison van.

The people whispered to each other, saying that the government had finally done something pleasing to the people this time, and that these prisoners were well arrested and deserved to be executed!

Cui Yuanyuan, wearing a bamboo hat, followed the crowd to the guillotine. The prefect of Siyang City sat high on the platform, holding the verdict and reading it out. After reading it, he did not hesitate.

He took a stick from the bamboo tube and threw it down, "The time has come, execution!"

The executioner immediately raised his sharp knife and swung it down quickly.

Four or five human heads rolled off the stage, with a large amount of bright red liquid spurting out from the broken ends and blood gushing out.

The moment the executioner swung the knife, Cui Yuanyuan subconsciously closed his eyes, but could still feel the hot blood splashing on his cheeks.

She couldn't help but shudder, and could still recall his eyes, which were complicated and incomprehensible.

I don't know why. We only met once, but after hearing about him, he still came here for no apparent reason. I wonder if he recognized me...

Somehow, Cui Yuanyuan felt that this shouldn't be the case.

He shouldn't have died, and even - they would have had many more interactions.

Why did things turn out like this?

Cui Yuanyuan was in a daze for a long time, but finally came to her senses.

Unclaimed bodies were transported to a mass grave outside the city on wooden carts and dumped there.

Cui Yuanyuan spent a large sum of money and arranged for several people to collect the bodies.

No one dared to erect a tombstone. Instead, a simple wooden board was inserted next to the pile of earth, without a single word on it.

Just think of it as accumulating virtue for yourself.

Cui Yuanyuan took off the wine pot from her waist and poured the wine in the pot in front of the grave. She moved her lips with mixed feelings and said, "Have a safe journey..."

When he returned, he fell seriously ill.

Thanks to Yu Wuhen's unremitting care, she finally woke up from her confusion and gradually recovered.

Xiao Ranran had already found his two senior brothers. He didn't want to leave anymore, but after much persuasion from his two senior brothers, he reluctantly went back.

Before leaving, Xiao Ranran warmly invited them to visit Wanjianmen, and she would definitely do her best to be a good host and treat them well.

Previously, Cui Yuanyuan was quite complacent. Relying on modern knowledge, he easily accumulated wealth that was enough to rival a country.

The beheading incident a few days ago made her realize completely that she was powerless.

She was like a child holding a huge amount of money. Anyone who saw her could come up and snatch it away, and she had no ability to fight back.

She previously disdained the status of a noble lady of the Cui family, which restricted her performance and freedom.

Now that she thought about it, this was probably the highest class of family she had ever come into contact with.

It's a pity that the current emperor is a female monarch, otherwise it would not be a bad idea to emulate Empress Zetian.

Chen Jia didn't know that someone had already ambitiously set his eyes on the position of Queen, and looked down on her for being a female monarch. This caused her fantasy to be shattered and she lost a way to ascend to heaven!

[Jia Jia, did you know that the heroine is missing a thigh? ] System San San came online with mixed feelings.

If it weren't for the plot hint, it would probably be the end of the mission before it discovered that the heroine was missing a thigh!

Chen Jia was lying in the carriage half asleep and half awake. When she heard San San's words, she suddenly sat up straight and asked in her mind, "What's going on?"

[The leader of the Blood Lotus Cult was one of the heroine's pillars. He also helped the heroine's early development! Now he has been killed!] The system scratched its head.

【Who? 】Who is so brave!

Chen Jia was very interested.

System San San also learned to sigh, [Any more questions? Besides the guy next to you, who else can kill a male supporting role? ]

This is a novel with a strong female protagonist. The female protagonist has interactions with many brilliant and talented men. There is no fixed male protagonist, and the characters with important parts are all supporting male roles.

[When did it happen? How come I don’t know about it!] Chen Jia was completely confused.

It may be that the Regent blocked the news, causing her to know nothing.

It's quite cold here, so after coming back that day, she didn't go out for the next few days.

The people in the house kept their mouths shut as he ordered, so she was naturally kept in the dark.

[Jia Jia, luckily you were assigned to the Wish Department. Fulfilling wishes is your main task, and maintaining the plot is just a side task. Otherwise, we're both done for!] System San San said seriously, [Watch the position under your butt, don't let someone usurp your position one day, and you don't even know it!]

Chen Jia was speechless, [You just can’t stand seeing me doing well…]

System San San made a second choice, [Jia Jia, remember your mission. If you can save one male supporting role from dying, it'll be a good bonus, right?]

[I'll see what happens.] Chen Jia didn't promise it anything.

In her opinion, the leader of the Blood Lotus Cult deserved to be killed, and if he were alive he would endanger the stability of the country under Queen Qingjia.

If the Regent killed innocent people indiscriminately, she would stop it without San San's reminder.

San San has followed its host through several dimensions and knows what kind of person its host is, so it is relatively reassured.

This launch is also a routine notification.

[Okay, I'm offline! ]

[Well, go ahead! ]