After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

The father and son suffered such a great loss today, they will definitely find a way to find an opportunity in the future to take revenge on her and regain their dignity.

So she needed someone of her own to monitor the movements of the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion at any time.

Duke Fuguo probably never imagined that the son who dared to plot against the princess had actually become her puppet invisibly.

Seeing that Duke Fuguo was still whipping him, Zhong Ning realized that it was his turn to perform. He immediately stood up and said weakly:

"What is the Duke doing?"

"Your son is a noble, how could he endure such injustice? I come from the common people, knowing that my life is as cheap as water. I am hurt, so I am hurt. Your son comes from a noble family, how could he endure such harm? Duke, please stop immediately!"

After saying that, Zhong Ning covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face became even paler, and he looked utterly broken.

Everyone felt so distressed when they saw her like this, clearly seriously injured, yet still pleading for mercy for the murderer.

Even Gu Mingzhe, Zhang Mingxuan and others realized that something was wrong at this time.

The urge to beg for mercy suddenly died down.

The surrounding people were even more indignant:

[The Duke of Fuguo's Mansion is simply too much]

[The son of a duke is actually more noble than the princess of the dynasty. What a joke!]

[His Highness was injured, yet he was forced to come out and watch this father and son perform. How pitiful!]

[Is Duke Fu going to fight or not? If he doesn’t, I want to fight for him.]

I never thought the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion was so powerful that they even dared to plot against the princess of the reign. Afterwards, they even came to the palace with great fanfare to force the princess to give in. How shameless they are!

........

One sentence after another made Duke Fuguo so angry that he almost lost face.

Originally, I just wanted to pretend and just slap it twice.

But now, Duke Fuguo calmed down and swung the whip violently, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on Chen Yan's back.

"Rebellious son! I have always indulged you. You have caused such a disaster. If I don't kill you, how can I face His Majesty?"

There was a snap, and another whip.

Chen Yan was knocked to the ground by this great force.

There was blood all over his back and the wound was horrific.

The more Zhong Ning pleaded for mercy, the harder Duke Fuguo whipped him.

After whipping her for about ten times, the wife of the Duke of Fuguo cried out, rushed out, stood in front of Chen Yan, and pleaded bitterly:

"Master, if you hit him again, he will die. He is our last legitimate son left in Kyoto. If he dies, I will not live either... Wuuwuwu..."

Duke Fuguo was about to speak and direct the blame towards Zhong Ning. As long as his wife went to kneel down and beg for mercy to Princess Zhaohua, the matter would be easy to handle.

But before he could open his mouth, he saw Zhong Ning's eyes were red, tears were flowing, and he said loudly in a sobbing voice:

"My Lord, I've already said this: this is just bad luck. I deserve this misfortune. No wonder, Master Chen, why did you resort to such cruel means?"

"If something happens to Master Chen, how will the people of the world view me? They will only think that I forced Master Chen to death."

"If that's the case, why don't I just crash into a wall and die here, to preserve the royal family's reputation!"

After saying that, Zhong Ning was about to stand up and hit the pillar in front of the mansion.

Everyone was shocked again.

Princess Zhaohua is really too kind.

The Duke of Fuguo's Mansion had bullied her to such an extent, yet she still begged for her life for the murderer who hurt her.

In just a moment, everyone looked at the Duke of Fuguo and his wife with unfriendly eyes.

So what if your son was beaten to death?

He dared to plot against Her Royal Highness the Princess, so it was only natural that his entire family would be held accountable.

Emperor Yong was dressed in a plain blue shirt, hiding among the people. He was also so angry at the current situation that his face turned ashen.

He asked the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion to apologize, but he did not let them force Zhaohua into such a situation.

Seeing his newly recognized daughter seriously injured and struggling to deal with them, Emperor Yong felt a pain in his heart. He did not care about hiding his identity and pushed through the crowd and walked out openly.

Upon seeing this, Su Qi immediately shouted, "Your Majesty has arrived!"

Everyone was shocked to see a tall, middle-aged man with a graceful demeanor walking slowly up the stairs.

Everyone immediately knelt down and greeted: "Long live our emperor!"

Duke Fuguo also came back to his senses in shock, and suddenly realized that today's matter seemed to have failed again. His Majesty asked him to bring his son to confess the crime, but he forced the princess to vomit blood on the spot and cry bitterly.

When Zhong Ning saw Emperor Yong, a weak smile appeared on his pale face: "Father, your Majesty, I, your son..."

Zhong Ning was about to stand up and salute when his eyes rolled back and he fainted in front of everyone.

Emperor Yong quickly took the person into his arms and held him horizontally.

He cast a sinister gaze in the direction of Duke Fuguo and said coldly, "Duke, your love for your son is so deep, you should know how I feel right now."

"I am terrified!" Duke Fuguo lowered his head and knelt on the ground.

"Stand up! You are a hero on the battlefield. How dare I accept such a gift from the Duke? Stand up!" After saying that, Emperor Yong carried Zhong Ning directly into the mansion.

Duke Fuguo's body trembled for a moment, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

This Princess Zhaohua is really difficult to deal with.

"Master..." The Duke's wife tried to help her husband up carefully, but was pushed away by Duke Fu so hard that she almost fell to the ground.

"Who asked you to come out? Now you have failed to apologize and instead angered His Majesty. Are you satisfied?" Duke Fuguo shouted sternly and knelt down in front of the princess's mansion. Since things have come to this, it would be better to take advantage of the situation.

When the emperor gets angry, millions of people will die. He cannot help but consider the entire family.

Even if he dies kneeling here, it is what he deserves.

Now he felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have been so reserved and felt that Princess Zhaohua was not worthy of his gift.

Now, because of his momentary arrogance, he has found himself in a dilemma.

Fuguogong's wife cried with grievance until her eyes turned red. She argued, "Yan'er has already been whipped. What else is she dissatisfied with? Does she really want to force our entire family to death?"

"Madam," Fang Ping suddenly spoke, "it was your young master who orchestrated this. Four of the guards in the princess's mansion were seriously injured, and even the princess herself wasn't spared. How can you have the nerve to feel wronged?"

I didn't know what it was just now, but now I know.

His fellow villager went to burn incense for no apparent reason, but was inexplicably tricked. And this family made so much trouble just to admit their mistake.

"How dare you! You, a lowly pariah, have the honor of entering the capital only because of His Majesty's favor, yet you dare to confront us, the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion! You only injured a few guards, how can you compare to my son's nobility?"

The wife of the Duke of Fuguo seemed to have found an outlet for her anger, and she pointed at Fang Ping's nose and cursed loudly.

Fang Ping rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Yes, we are all low-class people, and you, the Duke of Fuguo, are good citizens, great good citizens, okay?"

"You even dare to plot against the princess. You are so pretentious!"