Li Shimin faked his death? Then I will be powerful enough to conquer the world!

As night fell, the courtyard was dead silent, with only the cold wind blowing.

Princess Gaoyang hurriedly put on her clothes in her bedroom. Her hands kept shaking and every movement seemed so slow and difficult. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced herself to hold them back, fearing that this would anger Fang Yiai again.

Fang Yiai saw Gao Yang put on his clothes and then walked out of the bedroom with a terribly gloomy face.

He walked straight towards Zhang Xianhuai and said in a low voice, "Commander Zhang, the princess has put on her clothes."

"Commander Zhang, please send someone to escort the princess out to prevent her from taking any extreme actions."

"Today, I'll let everyone laugh at my joke."

Fang Yiai smiled helplessly at Zhang Xianhuai.

He looked at Bian Ji with cruelty in his eyes.

"I will make that evil monk pay a terrible price."

Zhang Xianhuai was slightly startled, nodded silently, called two Jinyiwei, gave them a wink, and the two Jinyiwei quickly ran towards Princess Gaoyang's bedroom.

When Princess Gaoyang was escorted out by two Jinyiwei, a gag was even put in her mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue.

Fang Yiai then turned to Zhang Xianhuai, extended his hand and spoke politely.

"Commander Zhang, may I borrow your Embroidered Spring Sword?"

Zhang Xianhuai hesitated for a moment, sighed in his heart, slowly drew out the Embroidered Spring Knife from his waist, and handed it to Fang Yiai.

Fang Yiai held the Xiuchun Knife tightly, and the cold touch of the handle made him feel refreshed.

He took a deep breath, turned and walked towards Bian Ji.

At this time, Bian Ji was still kneeling on the ground. His face was calm, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was muttering something, as if he was silently reciting scriptures.

Fang Yiai approached Bian Ji step by step, his steps brisk and resolute.

Normally, he had never even slaughtered a chicken, but at this moment, he wished he could cut the person in front of him into pieces.

He stood in front of Bian Ji, with a thousand thoughts in his mind. Anger, shame, and jealousy overwhelmed him like a surging tide.

"You bald donkey, you should be pure, but why do you want to get involved in my life and Gao Yang's life?"

"It's you who made me a laughing stock, brought shame to the Fang family, and turned my love for Gao Yang into a farce."

"I respect her, love her, and tolerate her willfulness in every way, but she discards my sincerity like a worn-out shoe and secretly entangles with you."

His eyes burned with hatred and his teeth chattered.

"Today, I will make you pay a heavy price for everything you have done."

He raised the Embroidered Spring Sword high up, and the blade flashed with a cold light in the dim moonlight.

Princess Gaoyang looked at this scene and felt an ominous premonition in her heart.

She wanted to speak, but she couldn't.

All he could do was let out a mournful whine.

He wanted to break free, but was held down tightly by the two Jinyiwei guards behind him and could not move.

Fang Yiai seemed not to hear anything. He held the Embroidered Spring Knife tightly in both hands and stabbed it fiercely at Bian Ji's shoulder.

Bian Ji's body shook slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, but he did not utter a scream.

Fang Yiai drew his knife and blood splattered on the ground.

When Princess Gaoyang saw this scene, her eyes widened instantly and she struggled desperately.

His eyes were filled with endless anger and despair.

When the first knife fell and Fang Yiai saw Bian Ji's blood splattering, his heart couldn't help but tremble, but the pleasure of revenge quickly spread in his heart like a vine.

"This is what happened to you for seducing Gao Yang. Do you think you can get away with it?"

"I will cut you into pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart."

He swung the Embroidered Spring Knife, and every cut was accompanied by the release of the resentment in his heart.

"Why did you win Gao Yang's love? You are just a monk, someone who should stay away from worldly love, but you bewitched her mind and made her betray me and our marriage."

Fang Yiai felt a twisted sense of pride in his heart when he heard Bian Ji's painful trembling and weak groans.

"Do you feel pain too? When you were having an affair with Gao Yang, did you ever imagine that this day would come? I will make you die in agony!"

As the knife rose and fell, Fang Yiai gradually fell into a state of near madness, and he was only focused on the "revenge" in front of him.

He put everything behind him and only thought about how to make Bian Ji suffer more pain to comfort his broken heart and trampled-on dignity.

He used a knife to cut open Bian Ji's chest, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Bian Ji's face turned as pale as paper, and his breathing became weaker and weaker, but he never begged Fang Yiai for mercy.

"Donor Fang... please don't make things difficult for the princess..."

Bian Ji uttered a few words with difficulty.

Hearing what Bian Ji said, Fang Yiai became even more furious.

The knife moved faster and harder.

With each blow, Bian Ji's body gradually became broken.

Princess Gaoyang's whimpering gradually turned into desperate crying, her body began to weaken, and the scene before her almost made her collapse.

Finally, when Fang Yiai's last knife fell, Bian Ji's body collapsed in a pool of blood and there was no movement.

When Princess Gaoyang saw Bian Ji fall, she felt a black screen before her eyes and a sharp pain in her heart. Her throat seemed to be choked by something and she could no longer make a sound. Then she fainted. Seeing this, the two Jinyi Guards slowly loosened their grip.

Fang Yiai stood in place, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, splashing blood.

He looked at Bian Ji lying in a pool of blood and Princess Gaoyang who had fainted, and an indescribable joy surged in his heart.

He felt that he had finally avenged the humiliation he had suffered and restored face to his family.

After taking revenge, Fang Yiai was breathing heavily and felt his hands were a little weak.

Zhang Xianhuai saw this scene, stepped forward silently, and gently patted Fang Yiai's shoulder.

Then he picked up the Embroidered Spring Knife from the ground, his face stern, and shouted loudly: "By order of His Majesty, chop this evil monk into minced meat!"

"Yes!" The Jinyiwei responded in unison.

In an instant, a number of embroidered spring swords were raised high, and then fell like raindrops, accompanied by horrifying cutting sounds. Bian Ji's body was covered in blood and flesh, and the tragic scene was unbearable to watch.