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

Prince Cheng angrily ordered his men to leave and paced back and forth in the hall in anger.

Fu Lin came out of the side hall and looked at Prince Cheng in such a state. He sneered in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He said with a worried look, "Your Highness, don't worry. He is just a small civil servant. Where can he escape to?"

"You don't know that Fang Ping is quite trusted by Princess Zhaohua. If we can control him, there is no need to worry about that girl Zhaohua not obeying orders!" Prince Cheng sat back on the dragon throne angrily. Only by sitting here could he feel a little at ease.

"Princess Zhaohua not only dared to plot against the Duke of Yingguo, but also secretly attacked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Even my sister died at her hands." A cold glint flashed in Fu Lin's eyes, and he was furious. "I wish I could pull out her tendons and peel off her flesh as a sacrifice to the spirit of the Duke of Yingguo in heaven!"

Prince Cheng's eyes lit up slightly, and he suddenly thought of the private army hidden in the dark in Fu Lin's hands. It was said that this was the secret weapon that the Duke of Ying had secretly prepared to use to plot a big event.

However, the Duke of Ying's Mansion was suddenly destroyed, and these secret agents only had time to rescue the young master, so they had been hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to act.

"Mr. Fu is a man of great military and literary talents, and a master of strategy. Apart from that young Master Ying, this is my sincere gesture towards you. I'll also let Mr. Fu ambush that damned girl Zhaohua. How do you think?"

Fu Lin bowed deeply, "Lin, thank you for your help, Your Highness!"

Prince Cheng nodded in satisfaction, then snapped his fingers. A group of imperial guards escorted Shen Yan into the hall. "This is Uncle Ying Ji, Mr. Fu, please come in!"

Shen Yan was extremely embarrassed at the moment, but he still maintained his countenance. Facing the double humiliation from Fu Lin and King Cheng, he only smiled faintly, "Kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you!

Fu Lin stepped forward, grabbed his hair, and forced him to look up at him. Then he snorted coldly and sneered, "It was you, a bastard, who forced my mother and father to separate. Now that you've fallen into my hands, you deserve this fate!"

"Pah!" Shen Yan spat violently, and the next second, a slap appeared on his face. Fu Lin laughed wildly and kicked Shen Yan fiercely, forcing him to collapse to the ground.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you call yourself the descendant of the Duke of England? How dare a son of a concubine call himself an earl? It's ridiculous!"

"Oh, I was personally bestowed by His Majesty, and I am the bloodline of the Duke of England, personally recognized by His Majesty. Even if you are unwilling, you cannot escape the fact that you can only hide in the underworld and be a rat."

Shen Yan held up his body and did not let himself fall. Even at this moment, he was constantly provoking Fu Lin, trying to drive him crazy.

Only when he loses his mind will he have a chance to fight back.

He had just heard that his so-called brother had not only sent people to assassinate the princess's mansion, but was also about to ambush Princess Zhaohua on the road leading to the capital from Zhenguo Temple.

He can die, but the princess cannot.

Fu Lin was indeed furious. He was the eldest legitimate son of Duke Yingguo, who was sent to live with his stepmother. But now he could only live in darkness like a rat in a gutter.

However, this son of a concubine who destroyed the relationship between his parents was able to inherit the will of the Duke of Yingguo's family in a legitimate way and was recognized by the world as an orthodox family.

Why?

Why should he?

Fu Lin suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist and rushed directly towards Shen Yan, wanting to stab hundreds of holes in Shen Yan's body to vent his anger.

Shen Yan was waiting for him to approach head-on, but unexpectedly, Fu Lin suppressed his anger and laughed out loud, "Haha..."

After laughing for a while, he turned to Prince Cheng and said, "Your Highness, it doesn't matter if Fang Ping wasn't caught. With this bastard around, Princess Zhaohua will still be wary."

"Oh? You mean?" Prince Cheng suddenly became interested.

"I once heard Zhao Hua admit that Shen Yan had done her a favor. When His Majesty massacred the Duke of Yingguo's family, he spared only this one person. It's obvious that the bitch cared about his life very much..."

“So that’s how it is…” Prince Cheng was indeed overjoyed.

"There's no need to kill him. Just use all 72 tortures of the Ministry of Justice's Heavenly Prison on him, making his life worse than death day and night. By the way, you can also control Zhao Hua. Isn't that the best of both worlds?" Fu Lin's voice was light, but everyone present shuddered involuntarily.

Shen Yan had no expression on his face. Just as Fu Lin relaxed and was about to leave, he suddenly shouted, "Third brother..."

Fu Lin was furious. He suddenly rushed towards Shen Yan with his fist raised, shouting furiously, "Who the hell is your third brother?"

At this moment, Shen Yan exerted force suddenly, broke free from the two imperial guards who were suppressing him from behind, and casually raised his hand towards Fu Lin.

White powder came out of his sleeves, flew in the air, and then went into Fu Lin's roaring mouth.

Fu Lin was suddenly speechless. He covered his neck with one hand and pointed at Shen Yan with the other. He wanted to ask something, but he couldn't say anything.

Blood flowed out of his eyes, nostrils, and ears, looking extremely creepy. He collapsed to the ground, struggling in pain, and then slowly became stiff.

died?

Did he just die like that?

Prince Cheng was also startled and immediately shouted, "Quickly subdue him..."

The two imperial guards rushed over again, trying to suppress Shen Yan again.

But Shen Yan stood there without resistance, staring at Fu Lin's dead appearance in a daze.

A son pays for his mother’s debt.

He was abducted and sold to Kaoshan Village by Fu Lin's stepmother.

Although he knew his enemy was dead after arriving in Beijing, the regret of not being able to take revenge personally always remained in his heart.

Later, he found out a lot of things and learned that his biological mother went crazy after he disappeared, and was then humiliated to death by the woman who bribed some drunkards.

And the princess...

Among the black-clad men who attacked the princess's mansion last time, there were three groups of forces, one from the Fujun Mansion, one from the Chengwang Mansion, and the other was Fu Lin.

Fu Lin's forces were hidden in the dark, ready to provide support at any time, like a poisonous snake ready to bite Zhong Ning at any time.

As long as Fu Lin is not dead, Zhong Ning will never be safe.

This is also one of the reasons why he agreed to let Emperor Yong be the target.

In addition to revenge, he also wants to protect someone.

Someone he accidentally lost and could never find again.

If he hadn't abandoned her, would they be living together today instead of being trapped as cousins, unable to get any closer?

Shen Yan was suppressed by the imperial guards and walked all the way to the dungeon, where he was then slashed on the shoulder with a knife, and blood gushed out.

In the torture room, a whip dipped in salt water whipped Shen Yan's body, one after another, splashing blood. Shen Yan didn't say a word the whole time, he just looked like he had lost all hope in life and looked lifeless.

His great revenge had been taken, his lover had been lost, and living seemed to have become something dispensable to him.

Die, it’s better to die.

If I die, I won’t be used as a hostage to threaten Zhong Ning anymore. If I die, I won’t live in regrets anymore. If I die, I won’t be sad anymore.

Shen Yan closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

When the guards who were carrying out the execution saw this, they did not dare to continue.

(Every time I feel like I can’t hold on any longer, I want to ask, is anyone still reading? If so, I’ll hold on a little longer. If not, I’ll just quit right away…)