Su Yingxue knelt on the ground. The moment she looked up, her eyes gradually became moist and filled with tears.

Su Qinhuai is really an excellent brother who gives Su Yingxue unparalleled preference and love.

What he cared about most and couldn't let go of was her suffering.

When Su Yingxue heard those words, Su Qinhuai's heartfelt care and the warmth from a brother touched the softest part of her heart.

"Royal brother, I am finally alive. It is so good to see you again." Su Yingxue understood that her tears at this moment were both true love and the weight of victory.

Su Yingxue was betting that Su Qinhuai's favor for her was enough to make him determined to seek justice for her.

Sure enough, after Su Qinhuai helped her up, he said to the ministers in Qinghe Hall, "Zhuge Xuanyu, everything the princess reported is under your review."

"Whether you are the chief judge of the Sansi Yamen, the Jingzhao Prefecture, the Beijing soldiers, or the court officials, I grant you the Imperial Sword. Seeing this sword is like seeing me."

"I give you one month to thoroughly investigate and get to the bottom of those officials from the aristocratic families involved, as well as those who exploited the common people, bullied Her Royal Highness the Princess, and set fire to Hibiscus Tower!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Xuanyu knelt down, took the sword, thanked the emperor and accepted the order.

This time, Zhuge Xuanyu is not only a close minister of His Majesty and the head of the Jinwuwei Yamen, but also the first powerful minister of Dasheng since its founding to be personally awarded the imperial sword by the emperor. This also means that the Zhuge family will be written into the history books of the Dasheng Dynasty.

Su Qinhuai glanced at everyone coldly, his tone stern, "I hope you will take today's events as a warning."

"Lord Zhuge will personally investigate the Princess's affairs and will show no mercy to any scoundrels. If anyone dares to stir up trouble again, we will execute them without further apology if necessary! This will help to restore order in the court!"

Upon hearing this, the ministers all lowered their heads, not daring to speak a word. They knew in their hearts that the emperor's wrath might be difficult to quell this time.

This is a heavy day.

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The story of the resurrection of Her Royal Highness Princess Su Yingxue was spread again and again by the divination of the Fairy of the South China Sea and Master Lezhen, and then exaggerated by specially arranged people. Soon, Su Yingxue became the person recognized by the people as the reincarnation of a banished immortal from the Ziwei star who had come back to life.

For a time, Su Yingxue's reputation among the people of the Dasheng Dynasty soared. Even when many common people and wealthy people heard that Su Yingxue was wearing mourning clothes and holding a blood letter in front of the Qinghe Hall to seek justice for the people, many wealthy people even spontaneously raised money for her to repair a temple dedicated to Ziwei Star.

This actually improved Su Yingxue's reputation a lot.

Su Yingxue could finally return to the Princess' Palace openly. She handed over all the evidence to Zhuge Xuanyu and asked her subordinates to keep an eye on the movements of the Jinwuwei Yamen.

On the second day, Su Yingxue disguised herself as a palace maid and sneaked out of the palace. In the courtyard outside the palace, she put on a shimmering brocade dress, took the lantern that Chu Xingchen had given her, and took a carriage to the tall building where she had been that day.

Outside the villa, Chu Xingchen seemed to have never thought that she would come to see him for the last time.

When Chu Xingchen heard the report from his subordinates, he put down what he was doing and hurried out of the hospital. He saw Su Yingxue wearing a shimmering brocade dress, bright and beautiful.

The shimmering light on the fabric of the dress in the sunlight was like a beautiful and moving glow, shining brightly.

"Sister," Chu Xingchen seemed to have not expected that Su Yingxue would come to see him off. For a moment, he felt as if in a dream.

"My brother is leaving for home today. Seeing that he has already arranged for a substitute to take his place in the Princess's Palace, I thought that after all, I didn't give him a New Year's gift the night before."

Su Yingxue pulled out a piece of soft armor made of gold thread from her bosom. A heart guard made of black iron sat on the center of her chest. The gold thread armor was incredibly soft, yet incredibly tough. It was impervious to swords and arrows, and incredibly hard.

"Brother, the road ahead on your return home is rather dangerous. I wish you smooth sailing and everything goes well." Su Yingxue said softly, handing the soft armor to Chu Xingchen. After all, this is the future land of Qisheng, so the return gift must be decent.

Chu Xingchen handed over all the spies in Dasheng to her for deployment, which was a great help to her.

Su Yingxue carefully selected such a precious treasure from the private treasury of her eldest princess's palace, and thought of giving it to him as a gift, which would be a courtesy and a token of her appreciation.

"Sister," Chu Xingchen took the gold-thread soft armor handed to him by Su Yingxue. The soft gold thread and the solid black iron heart guard in the middle made it a rare treasure.

"It's hard for you, sister, to still be thinking about Xingchen at this moment." Chu Xingchen looked at Su Yingxue with an indescribable emotion.

He didn't know why he trusted her so much.

Chu Xingchen shouldn't have told anyone about his return to China. This was the strategy of their Great Qi, and Su Yingxue was a Sheng person.

But Chu Xingchen firmly believed that Su Yingxue would not betray him. Just as he entrusted all his power to Su Yingxue, it was also because, after saving her life many times, he believed that she was a person who knew how to be grateful.

"Sister," Chu Xingchen handed the medicine bottle in his arms to Su Yingxue, "I originally intended to have Zhaoxue give it to you. These are detoxification pills to clear the remaining poison in your body. They were just prepared last night. There are eighteen pills in total."

"Take one pill a month, and a new one will be delivered after you finish it."

Chu Xingchen looked at the woman in front of him, his heart filled with tenderness. He whispered, "Sister."

Chu Xingchen reached out and took off the colorful glass butterfly hairpin on Su Yingxue's head, and said to her gently, "Since this is our farewell, I will give this to my brother."

“It’s also a longing.”

Chu Xingchen stared at Su Yingxue's slightly dazed face, and suddenly smiled, "Sister, just consider this as fulfilling my brother's longing for you."

"After this farewell, I hope everything goes well for my sister, and she will be happy and worry-free forever."

Chu Xingchen looked into Su Yingxue's beautiful eyes and finally smiled faintly.

This time, he didn't force her to have his child.

This time, he did not force her to be a canary and stay in the birdcage he built with his own hands.

This time, he just wanted her to live, and live a happy and peaceful life.

At the moment when he thought she had died in the fire, he begged all the gods and Buddhas in the sky in his heart, as long as she was alive, he was willing to give her happiness and freedom.

As long as she is alive, it's fine.

"Master, please change your clothes, it's time to set off." Zhaoying stepped forward and urged.

"Okay." Chu Xingchen sighed softly after hearing this, "Sister."

Before he could say anything, the person in front of him smiled at him and said in a soft and beautiful voice, "Brother, go ahead."

"Zhaoxue stayed with me, watching you go away from the high building."

Su Yingxue looked at Chu Xingchen's hesitant expression and the reluctance in his eyes, and smiled and advised, "There is always a time to part. Goodbye."

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