Princess Promotion

Li Yi's eyes met with those of his other brothers. They were all tough guys who had experienced the battlefield and were no strangers to pain and death.

However, when they saw the scars on Xu Mei's body - the criss-crossing whip marks, the marks of torture instruments deep enough to see the bone, and the wounds that had begun to fester, they still couldn't suppress the shock and pain in their hearts.

Xu Mei's face was abnormally flushed, a sign that the wound was heating up. Her life force was extinguishing at a visible rate. In such a situation, even the best doctors would be helpless.

Fu Hongxuan walked to Xu Biao's side. His movements were gentle and quick. He reached out and felt Xu Mei's pulse.

His brows were furrowed, and it was obvious that the situation was worse than he had expected.

However, just when everyone was about to give up hope, Fu Hongxuan suddenly spoke up with a firm voice: "Although the injury is serious, there is someone who may be able to save Sister Xu."

When Xu Biao heard this, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in his eyes.

He hugged his sister tightly, as if he was afraid of losing his last life-saving straw.

Fu Hongxuan continued, "Let's go find An Tian now. Maybe she can help us contact that person."

Xu Biao didn't hesitate at all. He immediately picked up Xu Mei and followed Fu Hongxuan's steps, moving quickly towards the front yard.

He had only one thought in his mind, and that was to save his sister at all costs. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he would never give up.

In the darkness of night, An Tian stood in the front yard of the Meng Mansion and saw Fu Hongxuan and his group hurried back.

Xu Biao, holding Xu Mei, almost stumbled in front of An Tian. His knees hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.

He kowtowed desperately, his forehead hitting the ground with heavy thuds.

His voice was filled with despair and pleading: "Please, save my sister! As long as you can save her, I am willing to do anything for you, even if it means working like a slave!"

An Tian's brows furrowed slightly, her eyes swept across Xu Biao, and finally stopped at Fu Hongxuan's face.

Her words were cold and direct: "I don't know any medical skills, why do you want him to come to me for help?"

Fu Hongxuan looked straight at An Tian, his tone filled with unquestionable determination: "You won't, but there is one person who might be able to do it, and you know who I'm talking about. As long as you can let Xu Mei see that person, I can guarantee that everything that happened tonight will be treated as if it never happened."

An Tian's smile deepened, and she looked at Fu Hongxuan with a hint of coldness in her voice: "Are you threatening me?"

Fu Hongxuan did not avoid her gaze, his voice still calm: "If you insist on thinking so, I have nothing to say."

Xu Biao hugged Xu Mei tightly, his eyes filled with tears, his voice trembling: "Please, my sister is only fourteen years old, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I am not willing to give up."

An Tian looked at Xu Biao, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

Finally, she sighed and softened her voice: "I don't know if that person is willing to save your sister, but if she is not willing, you can't have any complaints. Do you understand?"

Xu Biao nodded quickly, his heart filled with gratitude.

He knew that his sister's condition was extremely critical, but there was at least a glimmer of hope.

An Tian called someone next to him, and the person nodded and motioned Xu Biao to follow him.

Xu Biao held Xu Mei and followed the man.

They walked through the garden of the Meng Mansion, and An Tian stayed where she was, her eyes deep, as if she was thinking about something.

An Tian turned around and looked at Fu Hongxuan and the others and said, "I don't have time to waste with you now. Either you leave quickly or stay quietly aside."

Fu Hongxuan made a gesture of invitation and walked aside.

It was in stark contrast to the group of family members who were tied up. Seeing this, An Tian rubbed his aching temples.

Why is there so much trouble tonight?

The night breeze blew gently, and the front yard of the Meng Mansion fell into silence.

An Tian stood there, her eyes as cold as ice, staring at the hanged Mengchangjun.

His robes were torn and his body was covered with whip marks. His former majesty and arrogance were gone, replaced by a look of embarrassment and panic.

Mengchangjun's body swayed gently in the air, and every swing pulled the scars on his body, bringing waves of severe pain.

His lips were cracked and his voice was hoarse: "How dare you, you thieves, treat me like this? When I get out of this predicament, I will make sure you wish you were dead!"

An Tian sneered, a hint of sarcasm in her voice: "Mengchang Jun, you should worry about yourself first. Now, tell me, what is going on with these women?"

Mengchangjun's eyes wandered, he knew that there was no point in hiding it any longer.

He swallowed hard and began to explain: "Over the years, I have been searching for women and boys of all kinds, and then presenting them to powerful officials and nobles for their entertainment."

"For those who are not interested in women, I bribe them with gold, silver and treasures. This makes it easier for me to do many things."

An Tian's brows furrowed, and her voice became even more stern: "So, what's going on with Sister Xu? Why is she here?"

Mengchang Jun looked puzzled and asked, "Who is Xu Mei?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was whipped again.

Mengchang Jun quickly said, "I really don't know! This... these are all done by my subordinates. How can I possibly remember all of them?"

"We usually choose orphans because no one will stand up for them. As for the sister Xu you mentioned, my men may have heard that her brother went to the battlefield and probably won't come back, so..."

The sentence "too many to remember" made Li Yi completely angry.

This group of people are worse than pigs and dogs. I don’t know how many decent women they have harmed.

Li Yi couldn't hold it in any longer. His eyes burned with anger and his heart was filled with resentment.

He stepped forward and snatched the whip from the man in black, his voice filled with determination: "Your methods are too gentle, let me do it!"

An Tian didn't stop him, but just said lightly: "Let him breathe, I still have a lot of things to ask him."

Li Yi held the whip tightly in both hands, his knuckles turning white from excessive force, as if he wanted to concentrate all his anger on the whip.

With each whip strike, Li Yi's mind was filled with scenes of his brothers fighting bloody battles on the battlefield.

They fought desperately on the front line for the peace of their homes and the safety of their people.

However, there are people behind the scenes who are taking advantage of their sacrifice to satisfy their own selfish desires.

This betrayal and irony made Li Yi's heart feel as painful as if it were being cut by a knife.

His voice was deep and powerful, and every word was like a hammer hammering at Mengchangjun's heart: "We are shedding blood and sacrificing our lives on the front line, while you are committing atrocities in the rear! Our brothers have shed their lives for this land, and what about you? You are killing their families and trampling on their sacrifices!"

Li Yi's whip fell on Mengchangjun like a storm, and each whip carried his disappointment in the Western Zhou Dynasty and his last persistence.

Tears glistened in his eyes, which were the remembrance of his deceased brothers and the pity for those innocent women.

Whenever Mengchangjun gave out a person involved in the incident and that person happened to be present, the other people brought by Fu Hongxuan would immediately rush up and beat them up.

For a moment, the front yard of the Meng Mansion was filled with wailing.

In the darkness of the night, a carriage slowly drove out of the Meng Mansion, its wheels making a creaking sound as they rolled over the bluestone road.

Xu Biao sat in the carriage holding his sister, feeling uneasy but also holding on to a glimmer of hope.

The carriage bumped along the street, but as time went on, the shaking of the body gradually became stable, which made Xu Biao feel a little strange.

Such a long road is unusually balanced, which means that the person who treats his sister must be rich or noble. But he is just a small scout. Will that noble person treat his sister?

Xu Biao had thought that the person who treated his sister must be rich or noble, but he never expected him to be so expensive. Looking at the pillar with the five-clawed golden dragon, Xu Biao had seen pigs run even if he had never eaten pork. This was the imperial palace.

The carriage finally stopped. Xu Biao carefully picked up his sister and followed the person leading him through the palace gates.

His footsteps were heavy, and every step seemed to be on the clouds, both illusory and unreal.

When he walked into a magnificently decorated palace, his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the pillar with a five-clawed golden dragon. It was a symbol of imperial power, something that common people like him could only admire from afar.

At this moment, a woman in a dragon robe appeared in his sight.

Her appearance made the entire palace seem brighter. Her temperament was noble and solemn, making people dare not look directly at her.

She didn't say much, but just walked quickly towards Xu Mei, carefully checked her injuries, and then began emergency treatment.

Xu Biao stood aside, his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He swallowed, the shock in his heart could not be expressed in words.

He finally understood why An Tian was so angry and why the general made such a bold request.

It turns out that the person who could save his sister was the supreme empress.

Xu Biao had only one thought in his mind at this time. It turned out that the rumors were true. The general really had an affair with the empress.

It was late at night, and the courtyard of the Meng Mansion was filled with an oppressive atmosphere.

An Tian stood there, her face expressionless, like a sculpture.

She held a thick file in her hand, which was the evidence she had obtained from interrogating Mengchangjun. Every page recorded the man's crimes and the solid evidence of his collusion with the government.

This was also thanks to Mengchangjun's wealth. The Meng Mansion was built very large and there were no neighbors around it.

Otherwise, she really couldn't torture Mengchangjun here. The howling would definitely attract the neighbors, and then she would be in trouble.

On second thought, this is normal. Since he wants to provide entertainment for those officials, he naturally cannot let people see any officials frequently entering and leaving his backyard.

An Tian's voice was calm and resolute: "Send them on their way."

As she finished speaking, the other people in the Meng Mansion, those who were in cahoots with Mengchangjun, fell to the ground one after another.

Their lives ended there, like dust blown away by the wind, silently.

Fu Hongxuan stepped forward, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "Why don't you hand them over to the authorities?"

An Tian glanced at him with a hint of impatience in her eyes: "Didn't you hear him say that he was colluding with the government?"

This is just like asking who in the hall and why he told me the truth. If she is handed over to the authorities, it is no different from silencing her.

An Tian continued, "And this is also Lord Xiao's order, don't waste time.

Fu Hongxuan knew that An Tian was talking about this Master Xiao and that Master Xiao, but he didn't expose her. Instead, he followed her and said, "What about those women in the backyard?"

An Tian's voice became even colder: "Didn't you understand? Leave no one alive, otherwise if people find out, we will be finished too."

Fu Hongxuan's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to remain silent and turned away.

Not long after, a raging fire broke out in the Meng Mansion. The flames illuminated half of the night sky and swallowed up all the sins and secrets.

An Tian stood in the distance, looking at the flames rising into the sky. There was no ripple in her eyes, only endless calmness and determination.

She turned and got on the carriage, and the group left quietly, leaving the burning ruins behind.

And after they walked away, a thin little figure escaped from the shadows and ran in the opposite direction in fear, as if escaping from a nightmare.

Meng Fan heard some unusual noises and felt something was wrong. A servant suddenly rushed into the room and said that there were bad guys and told him to hide under the bed quickly.

Before he could react, he was pushed under the bed, and the servant pretended to escape by jumping out the window.

The door was slammed open and a group of mysterious men in black rushed in. Their movements were swift and orderly, and it was obvious that they were well prepared.

Meng Fan held his breath. Through the gap under the bed, he saw pairs of black boots moving back and forth before his eyes.

Fortunately, the man in black did not notice Meng Fan under the bed.

After a quick search, they left, leaving the room in silence.

Meng Fan waited for a long time, and only after confirming that there was no movement outside did he crawl out from under the bed trembling.

He walked out of the room cautiously and found that the Meng Mansion, which was once bustling, was now empty, even the servants and guards were nowhere to be seen.

This sudden emptiness filled him with uneasiness.

He tiptoed towards the front hall and suddenly heard bursts of heart-wrenching howls in his ears - that was his father's voice.

Meng Fan's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He hid in a corner and saw through the gap a scene that he would never forget.

My father was hanging in the air, his body covered with scars, and the men in black were torturing him mercilessly.

Meng Fan covered his mouth tightly with his hands, fearing that any sound would attract the attention of the bad guys.

He noticed that the men in black were surrounding a woman with a grim face as she issued cruel orders.

Meng Fan vaguely heard her say, "This is Master Xiao's order."

These words were like an ice-cold blade, piercing Meng Fan's heart.

Afterwards, the woman ordered the massacre of everyone in the Meng Mansion, including Meng Fan's relatives.

Meng Fan watched his family members fall in a pool of blood one by one, his heart filled with despair and fear.

Finally, the woman ordered the Meng Mansion to be set on fire, and the raging flames devoured everything.

Meng Fan hid in the corner, tears blurred his eyes, but he didn't dare to cry out loud.

He knew that he had to be strong and survive in order to avenge his family.