Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 1967: Chapter 1964: Persuasion

Xiang Anwan thought of her elder and younger brothers who were tortured until death, and looked at the Crown Prince of Ande with a wish to devour his flesh and blood!

“I will have him killed by slow slicing!” Xiang Anwan’s eyes were blood-red as she stared at him.

King of Huainan nodded, “Anwan, leave it to me.”

As he spoke, King of Huainan ordered his subordinates to tie the Crown Prince of Ande to the rack, below which lay a contraption for collecting blood.

“No, Emperor save me, save me….” Despite his usual ruthlessness, the Crown Prince of Ande was left helpless, treated like soft meat laid on a chopping block, unable to maintain composure.

He looked into Xiang Anwan’s eyes, which felt like they were those of a poisonous snake.

This snake would drag him to hell even if it were pulverized.

This feeling of hopelessness, he had experienced only once in his lifetime.

In despair and fear, he instinctively appealed to Emperor Xuanming for help.

Even if King of Huainan rebelled, surely there were Imperial Guards near Emperor Xuanming; if Emperor Xuanming wished, he could be saved.

“Emperor, Father, save me!” The Crown Prince of Ande had been stripped and tied to the rack.

Emperor Xuanming simply watched the events below with a ruthless gaze, utterly unmoved, profoundly demonstrating what imperial callousness meant.

Marquis of Ande had already been scared witless.

How could he have the power to save her?

“Ah!” The first piece of bloodied flesh was carved off.

King of Huainan’s actions were swift and quick.

The Crown Prince of Ande turned to Xiang Anwan, “Xiang Anwan, don’t you want to see your brother? He’s still alive! Release me, and I’ll tell you where he is!”

“You still want to deceive me. I already know that my brother’s bones are no more; the person you found is just someone who resembles my brother. You beast!”

“Prince, do it!” Xiang Anwan spat vehemently.

King of Huainan did not hesitate further, and his sharp blade fell repeatedly onto the Crown Prince of Ande, bloodied and gory, his screams causing King of Huainan to furrow his brow, promptly stuffing a cloth into his mouth.

The Crown Prince of Ande was thoroughly abandoned.

Even if he wished to find a chance for self-preservation, with his mouth blocked, nobody could comprehend his words.

And even Emperor Xuanming acquiesced, who could possibly save him from Xiang Anwan who loathed him to the core?

The Crown Prince of Ande, eyes widened with despair, also exhibited a trace of madness.

The Minister of Dali Temple was stunned when he saw Zhang Zhonghai being destroyed, now hanging on by a mere breath, he thought the intention of King of Huainan and Miss Xiang was to send these criminal officials to the Meridian Gate to be executed, at least to announce their crimes and leave them with a legacy of infamy.

Who would have expected Miss Xiang to draw her sword and injure Minister of Punishments Zhang Zhonghai?

Now, still in the Imperial Study, before the Emperor, they directly executed the Crown Prince of Ande by slow slicing.

The Minister of Dali Temple shivered as he looked at Emperor Xuanming, watching him in fury while feeling an inexplicable dread.

A foreboding sense grew in his heart.

With sudden clarity, he sharply reprimanded, “King of Huainan, how dare you! This is the Imperial Study, not the Ministry of Punishments’ prison.”

King of Huainan did not react; his actions continued unabated, performing his part as a competent antagonist.

Xiang Anwan, however, seemed provoked by his words, thrusting her sword towards him.

The Minister of Dali Temple turned pale with fright, hurriedly dodging to the side, still getting his arm scratched as blood trickled out, feeling a chill of fear as he rushed to protect his arm behind the Imperial Guard, “Miss Xiang, the Emperor has already shown you considerable courtesy, you must also respect the venue.”

“Your grievance was not caused by the Emperor.”