Transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role, reborn as a hostage to the paranoid male protag

This day in the capital of Dasheng was destined to be turbulent. Early the next morning, the imperial soldiers, who had disappeared overnight, now surrounded Furong Tower, which had long since been reduced to a pitch-black ruin.

This time, the soldiers from the capital came with officials who were ordered to conduct a thorough investigation. Under the feet of the emperor, in the capital of Dasheng, civilians were burned to death in Furong Tower. This was a disgrace to the imperial court.

The Jingzhao government office and the Beijing troops worked together to quickly blockade Furong Tower, surrounding it tightly. The guards began to search and investigate the entire Furong Tower, and all the bodies were transported to the Jingzhao government office to cooperate with the investigation.

The corpses were transported to the prison of Jingzhao Prefecture one by one. The man wearing the silver mask was sitting in the prison of Jingzhao Prefecture at this moment, sipping tea leisurely and watching indifferently as the corpses wrapped in white cloth were pulled in front of him.

"Is Su Yingxue's body found?" the silver-faced man asked in a cold voice. His voice was as low and cold as ice, revealing emotionless coldness and cruelty.

Upon hearing this, the subordinates lifted the white cloth covering the bodies one by one, carefully examining the charred bodies for clues. They finally came across a body that was completely charred, but the jewelry was still recognizable, and the princess's token, which was hanging on the jade belt around her waist, was revealed from the burnt clothes.

"Master, please take a look." The black-clothed man who was searching picked up the token, respectfully placed it on a wooden tray, handed it to the silver-faced man, and knelt down to answer.

"This was taken from a female corpse. Judging from the body shape, the jewelry she was wearing, and the token, it is indeed the eldest princess."

"And the tokens belonging to her two maids were also found."

"He must have perished in the flames together with Her Royal Highness the Princess."

After the subordinate finished his report, a cold and cruel smile suddenly appeared on the silver-faced man's expressionless face, as if it were a ghost from hell.

"It's too easy for her to burn her to death like this." The silver-faced man walked up to the female corpse step by step, staring at her coldly for a long time, and suddenly drew his sword. With the cold sword light, the silver-faced man made a few quick moves, and the female corpse, which was originally charred black, was instantly chopped into pieces by his sword.

He used the sword in his hand to chop off the hands and feet of the charred corpse on the ground, splitting the corpse into dozens of pieces of different sizes.

Still filled with resentment, he smiled cruelly and said coldly, "Drag her body down, crush it with a pestle, and throw it into the mass grave."

"Grind my bones and scatter my ashes, and I will never tolerate even the slightest incense or worship!"

"Find another similar corpse and complete the task."

"Also, tell Lord Li at the Jingzhao government office that he knows how to handle the remaining matters."

"Yes." Upon hearing this, the subordinate quickly removed the jewelry from the broken body parts, then picked up the body parts scattered on the ground, put them back on the stretcher, covered them with white cloth, and carried the bodies away.

The silver-faced man's expression softened upon seeing this.

"The blood feud of all these years has finally been avenged." He looked at the charred corpses on the ground, feeling sad.

When Chu Xingchen woke up, he found himself in a villa outside Beijing. He recalled everything that happened last night, and a feeling of having lost the most secret, most persistent, and most precious thing in the depths of his soul came over him, bringing with it an incomparable heartache and heartbreak.

His elder sister, his princess, his beloved, seemed to have left him in that instant.

Chu Xingchen's face was pale, his eyes were fierce and scarlet, he jumped up from the bed and was about to rush out of the house.