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

"You are so bold, Mo Yunsheng. As we are both scholars, I know how difficult it is to study. I am willing to show some mercy and let you go!"

The presiding judge's face turned grim when he heard this, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: how could a scholar, full of courage and pedantry, know the truth that when the water is too clear, there will be no fish?

With such a character and behavior, even if he passes the imperial examination and becomes an official in the future, he will not know how to be an official in the officialdom.

"Come here!" The presiding judge sighed, threw the token fiercely, and ordered, "Beat the drum for reporting the case. This is a crime of treason. Come here, give me thirty strokes of the cane!"

With that order, the presiding judge understood that Mo Yunsheng would not see the warm sunshine tomorrow. Sometimes, those who are too pedantic and aloof, who only know how to read, are not suitable for the officialdom of Dasheng.

But on second thought, the presiding judge felt a wave of sadness. In Mo Yunsheng, he saw himself, once a man steeped in poetry, rites, and the Book of Changes, who had studied diligently for decades, full of passion and ambition to pass the imperial examination and enter the government.

That self had already gradually lost his original intention in this ink-jar-like officialdom, and finally merged into the darkness of this officialdom.

Things harm their own kind, and the autumn song is also sad.

The presiding judge didn't know whether he was mourning Mo Yunsheng who was about to be beaten to death by the court stick, or grieving that the self who was once full of ambition and passion for justice had already died.

The cold and ruthless court cane hit Mo Yunsheng's back again and again, cruelly and mercilessly. His thin white clothes were gradually stained red by the bloodstains on his back.

He was beaten with the cane again and again, feeling intense pain. His back was covered in blood and blood was spitting out of his mouth. But he was so stubborn that he held the petition paper in front of him tightly. Even when he was spitting blood, he did not forget to use his left hand to block the petition paper, for fear that the blood would contaminate the paper.

Before he was beaten unconscious, Mo Yunsheng seemed to have returned to the day at Shuibo Pavilion. He saw his sister Axue, who smiled and asked him, "Brother Mo, can you love sister Axue a little more?"

He forced a smile and said softly, "Okay."

By the fifteenth blow, Mo Yunsheng had already passed out. His back was covered in blood, and he had passed out in the courtroom where the three judges were holding a trial.

The people who were watching the excitement outside the yamen also felt sad at this time. How painful would it be for his family to see such a hot-blooded young man being beaten like this?

Who cares about the pain of the common people?

Only common people understand their suffering.

A commoner family wanted to send their next generation of commoners to an academy. When they were sent to Dongli Academy and were just one step away from taking the imperial examination next spring, they fainted there. How could this not make the commoners feel heartbroken?

No one can understand the desire of parents from poor families for their children to become successful, and the hardships they go through to support them.

At this moment, the sentimental maids and old women outside the yamen could not help but sob softly.

We are both mothers of humble origins, yet who can understand the sorrow that lies within? Some are born dragons and phoenixes, while others are born grass. Dragons and phoenixes are born to live in luxury, while grass is born to struggle for its own survival.

When the fight reached the nineteenth time, Mo Yunsheng spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood splattered all over the ground silently, but it was just like his body. Although he had a thin body, he had a strong body.

"Stop!" When Su Liyue, wearing a veil, rode in a carriage outside the court, the guards pushed aside the crowd standing outside the yamen.

Su Liyue gracefully got off the carriage and walked into the hall with the majesty of a royal family.

The female official beside him shouted sternly, "Princess Changle has arrived, why don't you all kneel down and salute!"

The three presiding judges and the yamen runners in the Sansi Court all knelt down in a hurry, and the common people did the same.

Princess Changle is the only legitimate princess of His Majesty and the Queen. She is the apple of everyone's eye and is extremely elegant and knowledgeable.

The arrival of Princess Changle was beyond everyone's expectations.

After Princess Changle sat down, she said lightly, "Stand up!"

Everyone dared to stand up and return to their seats.

The presiding judge, not knowing the reason, had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward, bowing softly and asking, "Your Highness, I wonder what brings you here?"

When Su Liyue saw Mo Yunsheng dying in the lobby, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. He was indeed a lovesick fool.

Is it worth it to risk your own life for a tiny chance to prove your name for a dead Su Yingxue?

Su Liyue couldn't get an answer from the unconscious Mo Yunsheng, and she couldn't get her own answer either.

She is obviously the unique heroine in this book, so why is it that the target of her pursuit is actually deeply in love with someone else?

Su Liyue sighed inwardly, not knowing whether she was sighing for the illusory possibility of returning home or for the silly Mo Yunsheng.

"Chief Judge, I came here because this scholar is not a commoner." Su Liyue sighed lightly.

She gently stroked her forehead with one hand and said calmly, "This scholar is a staff member hired by me personally. I personally recommended him, and he received the official employment letter a month ago."

Su Liyue went to great lengths to save Mo Yunsheng. She almost went through all the laws of the Great Sheng Dynasty on the way here.

Sure enough, in the end, with the advice of the law and the female official, a way to save Mo Yunsheng was found.

She had no choice but to meet a persistent and somewhat silly target.

I can only help him out.

As a science student, she never imagined that one day after traveling through time, she would have to read something like law. She could only sigh, "Life is unpredictable, and the big intestines are bound to the small intestines."

The presiding judge was slightly stunned when he heard this.

If the person beating the drum is an official, he can indeed be spared the caning in court and can directly submit the petition.

The three presiding judges just looked at each other in bewilderment, because they had all received instructions from the Queen today, but now, it was Princess Changle who brought people in to interfere. What did this mean?

The mother and daughter, one wants to make Su Yingxue a disaster to the people, and the other wants to clear Su Yingxue's name?

What is the logic?

"Your Excellency the Chief Judge, what happened today was a misunderstanding." Su Liyue signaled to the palace maid with her eyes. The palace maid understood, took the complaint, tore it up, and threw it into the fire.

"Today's matter ends here. I will take my staff member Mo Qing and leave first." Su Liyue said coldly.

"Today, there are no petitions or charges," Su Liyue said softly, "I'm sorry to trouble you all."

"Take him to the carriage at the back and go back to the princess's mansion." Su Liyue looked at Mo Yunsheng who was already unconscious beside her and sighed softly.

Returning to the palace would inevitably be complicated by the numerous regulations, and given Mo Yunsheng's injuries, he might not survive until then. It would be better to return to the princess's residence outside the palace. The court physician there was no less skilled than the imperial physician.

The news that Su Liyue rescued Mo Yunsheng and brought him back to the princess's mansion quickly spread throughout Kyoto.

There were no secrets in the Dasheng Dynasty. This happened in public, and many people and officials witnessed it with their own eyes. The news spread all over the city the next day.

So when Su Liyue returned to the palace half a month later, as soon as she entered the princess's palace, she was invited to Fengxiang Palace by the head nanny who was waiting there.