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Chapter 167 – Historically Memorable Villainy Arc

Su Shi stared at Song Rong for a while. Then he withdrew his arms, tightened the cloak around his body, and continued walking up the stairs without saying a word.

Su Shi put his hands inside his sleeves and held the small hand stove. The warmth from the hand stove seeped into his body, combating the biting cold wind outside.

Song Rong’s dark eyes lit up and he hurriedly followed behind Lu Li. His footsteps were light and unhurried, matching Lu Li step for step and protecting the prime minister’s back as he forged ahead towards the court hall.

The young emperor raised his head. Through the strings of decorative beads on his crown, he saw Lu Li slowly walking into the court hall.

Lu Li was still alive.

The emperor had spent a night in apprehensive terror, tossing and turning in bed. His heart finally calmed upon seeing Lu Li.

The familiar instinctive deep-rooted hatred he felt rose up again. This hatred was what had carried him through the years. It kept him from yielding to Lu Li and saw him through the years as a neglected prince. Now he was finally the emperor, respected by all.

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Reviewing the hatred and reluctance he went through in his memory, Song Zhilan narrowed his eyes slightly. His gaze was once again as sharp as the edge of a knife. He chilling gaze fell upon Lu Li’s body.

The person below* him in the court hall seemed to have sensed something. He raised his head and glanced at the young emperor. His expression shifted into a familiar look of arrogance and indifference.

[*T/N: The emperor’s throne is placed on a dais above his subjects.]

That person didn’t even bother to confront the emperor. The corners of his lips curled up in faint ridicule. He carelessly flicked his sleeves behind him and crossed his hands behind his back. He remained exactly where he was, right at the front of the court.

The court was in an uproar, and all the ministers were instantly outraged. They all accused Lu Li of being ungrateful and disrespectful, but Song Zhilan had no intention of listening.

How could such a person be harboring any secret difficulties? He was simply too arrogant and egotistical. That was all. He was over thinking the situation for no reason.

Song Zhilan’s grip on the throne slowly tightened and his eyes gradually darkened. His voice had gone utterly cold: “The right minister, Lu Li, has been arrogant and domineering for five years. He has harmed devoted subjects, trampled over the imperial court as if it were his, and bore arms against the emperor and forced him to abdicate. He has long harbored a treacherous heart. Today, we are holding court to discuss his crimes. All the ministers should know that there is no need to hold back your words.”

A high ranking official from the Imperial Court of Judicial Review was the first to step up. He made an impassioned statement, complaining about Lu Li’s various crimes.

The right minister has long been coercing the imperial court. Regardless of whether the ministers were loyal, treacherous, good, or evil, they were all abruptly filled with righteous indignation as if they all wanted to skin Lu Li and pick his bones.

Disorder fell as everyone clamored to accuse Lu Li.

Song Rong stood at the sidelines. He remained silent, as his heart grew cold.

Although he has not been in court for a long time, he was by no means a fool. Those charges were obviously not groundless. Since the courtiers dared to accuse Lu Li like this, even if there were exaggerations and distortions, it must be because Lu Li did do these things.

But why on earth would he do this?

It was obvious that he did not need to make himself the target of public criticism while still being able to win the people’s hearts from both sides. Could it really be that, as he got more and more powerful he grew arrogant and considered everyone to be beneath him, thus cutting off any route of escape for himself?

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Song Rong’s eyebrows knitted tighter and tighter together as he looked at the person at the front of the court.

Since entering the court hall, Lu Li has not said a single world. He just stood there proudly and silently. His eyes seemed be closed. It was hard to tell if he was even listening to all the accusations flung at him.

“Prime Minister of the Right-”

The Minister of Revenue’s voice was clear and sonorous, speaking over the noisy clamor of the court. He stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting towards Lu Li. “Things are already like this, the right prime minister must not continue to blunder. Compared to the wealth that the right prime minister has accumulated over the years, the money and goods that the government seized from the prime minister’s mansion is nothing more than a drop in the bucket. Right now, the state treasury is in debt. Would the prime minister be willing to donate the remainder of his wealth to atone for his crimes?”

Although Lu Li has been in control of the court these years, wantonly exploiting officials in the court, and taking bribes to fill his own pockets, he was not tyrannical in his governance, and he was not harsh on the people.

The Minister of Revenue was promoted to his spot from a vice-minister of one of the Six boards. Because of the relatively generous taxation policy, his disgust towards Lu Li was not as bad as that of the other officials in the court.

Seeing how all the other officials were hurling accusations one after another as if they wanted to consign Lu Li to eternal damnation, the Minister of Revenue could not help interrupting and quietly offering Lu Li a way to redeem himself.

“What a joke! Lu Li is guilty of terrible crimes. He has been fined and his property confiscated. His wealth already belongs to the state treasury, so what do you mean by donating his wealth to atone for his crimes?”

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The high-ranking official from the Imperial Court of Judicial Review stepped out of line and sneered. Glancing at the figure in black, he snapped out a sentence fiercely, “Lu Li, if you’re still hiding wealth that you have not reported then that’s another crime!”

Su Shi chuckled and finally spoke. “I’m going to be dead anyway. If you must open my coffin, kill the corpse, destroy the bones, and burn everything to ashes, then go ahead.” He looked around casually as if he hadn’t paid attention to the overwhelming verbal criticism at all. “What this Lu Li desired was nothing more than to have a good time and indulge to my heart’s content while I lived. I’ve never cared about what would happen after my death. Money is merely a worldly possession. [I spent it on] Brocade garments, fine dining, good wine, and fleshly pleasures, in the blink of eye, all the money is gone. How could I still have any money left?”

The prime minister’s tone was extraordinarily arrogant and frivolous, making the high-ranking official’s expression turn cloudy, but the man did not dare to be too unbridled in court. In the end, the man repressed his anger, flicked his sleeves sharply, and returned to his place in line.

The Minister of Revenue was also choked dumb for a moment. With a regretful look on his face, he sighed softly, and also retreated.

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Chapter 118
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Chapter 136
Chapter 135
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Chapter 133

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Chapter 116
Chapter 115
Chapter 114
Chapter 113
Chapter 112
Chapter 111
Chapter 110
Chapter 109
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Chapter 176
Chapter 175
Chapter 174
Chapter 173
Chapter 172
Chapter 171
Chapter 170
Chapter 169
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Chapter 166 – Historically Memorable Villainy Arc

As soon as Su Shi finished speaking to Song Rong, he turned around, walked out the palace door, and headed towards the imperial guards.

Yesterday’s incident of protecting the emperor was still vivid in everyone’s mind, so even though the imperial guards were ordered to arrest him, they still have respect for him. The leader of the imperial guards took a step forward; wanting to help Lu Li board the carriage, but Lu Li shook his head and declined him. Lu Li lifted the hem of his robes, got on the carriage, and sat down firmly.

The carriage left and the imperial guards retreated like a receding tide. Song Rong stood there in a daze. In his mind’s eye, he was still seeing the image of Lu Li’s clear eyes as he thanked him warmly.

Maybe it was because of his weak body, or because he was sincerely thanking him, but it was an extremely rare sight to not see an iota of coldness or apathy in those eyes. Lu Li looked at him calmly, but he seemed extraordinarily gentle and peaceful.

Lu Li looked so peaceful that it seemed like he had already predicted the ending of this journey.

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Biting coldness suddenly ran up his spine. Song Rong’s eyes turned cold. He turned around and said sharply, “Prepare my court attire and the horse!”

Song Rong originally thought that even if what he said last night could not change the young emperor’s mind, it would still help the emperor perceive the strangeness of the whole matter, but he didn’t expect that what he said would actually accelerate Song Zhilan’s determination to take Lu Li’s life.

It’s all come to this point. Everything was already said and done. The prime minister’s residence was ransacked in one night and Lu Li was declared a heinous criminal.

Song Zhilan was the one to give out the orders and condemnation. As the new emperor, he could not afford to be wrong before the imperial court.

Song Rong changed into the luxurious court attire of a regent, got on a black steed, and with a crack of the whip he sped off.

Su Shi leaned against the side of the carriage and closed his eyes to take a rest. He had a Renewing Life Pill prepared in advance.

The misunderstanding value went up and down like a rollercoaster all throughout the night. Su Shi got so annoyed that he turned off the warning sound for it. Right now, he urgently needed to take advantage of the situation and go to the imperial court to set the young emperor’s mind at ease.

Lu Li never thought of leaving a way out for himself. He antagonized many people with his ruthless tactics and walked alone this entire journey. He didn’t even have a single confidant.

But it was impossible to do everything seamlessly. Of course there was still evidence that would be unearthed sooner or later, but it was still very early in the plotline.

It would not be until after his death that the gaps in the imperial court were completely exposed, and the new ministers for the Ministry of War and Ministry of Revenue would find out that the army’s provisions has always came from the right prime minister’s residence. When the exiled government officials got called back to the capital, they would seek out their benefactor and find to their astonishment that the property, money, and food they received all had vestiges of the right prime minister.

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All the things he did were true, and so were the crimes. As long as the imperial court convicted Lu Li, once the new emperor ascended the throne, Lu Li’s blood would become the best tool to startle all the government officials of the empire.

The beheading of the prime minister would definitely change the atmosphere of the court, sweep away the decline of the old dynasty, and deter all parties. No one would remember the oppressed and pissed off prince anymore, and in everyone’s eyes, only the decisive young emperor would remain.

This was the best ending.

The carriage stopped, and there was silence outside the carriage. Su Shi took a deep breath, folded his sleeves and got up calmly.

He needed to play the part of an arrogant and domineering prime minister once more to pave the last stage for the young emperor to reach the position of supremacy.

From then on, the ups and downs of the court and the changes in the world have nothing to do with Lu Li.

Dawn colors painted the early sky. There was a chilly nip in the air.

Su Shi lifted up the long hem of his robes with one hand and walked up the stairs one step at a time. The wind was biting cold and seeped through his clothes in the blink of an eye.

The forty-nine white marble steps used to be nothing more than a leisurely walk in the park for him, but walking up these stairs with his seriously injured and weak body was a heavy burden.

Su Shi’s chest rose and fell slightly. A layer of fine sweat was already beaded across his forehead. When the cold wind buffeted his sweat-soaked body, the chill spread through his entire body in an instant, taking away even the smallest traces of heat.

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He only managed to get halfway up the stairs so far. Would he even be able to make it into the court hall?

Su Shi gritted his teeth. He was prepared to climb up those stairs with all his might. All of a sudden he heard hurried footsteps behind him. Then a heavy cloak was draped over his shoulders.

His body, which was almost frozen and numb, warmed up instantly. Su Shi’s body wavered and in a flash a strong arm came up to support him.

Inexplicably, Su Shi did not feel surprised. He used the arm to steady himself and then looked at the other person. His tone was close to a sigh, “Wangye…”

“I’m not good at political affairs. I’m just going to listen from the sidelines and not say a word,” said Song Rong.

Song Rong helped Su Shi stay upright. He stuffed a small and intricate hand stove into Su Shi’s sleeve as he looked directly into Su Shi’s eyes. His voice became lower and softer.

“Prime Minister, don’t chase me away, okay?”

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Song Rong bore the reputation of the regent, but he was very aware of his importance. Even if he has made great contributions in protecting the emperor, he has never really regarded himself as the regent, and he avoided attending court whenever he could. Except for the day when it was bestowed on him, this was the first time he was wearing this extremely luxurious court attire.

The fierce aura he has honed from the iron and blood of the battlefield was suppressed by the thick and luxurious fabrics. Instead, he exuded an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty. But he purposefully restrained all his rough edges with care, and only a clear and candid plea remained in his gaze.

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Chapter 165 – Historically Memorable Villainy Arc

Song Rong spoke, “One mountain cannot house two tigers. The Right Minister and the Left Minister cannot co-exist together. If one does not die, they will fight endlessly. The Left Minister’s daughter entered the imperial harem. She became an imperial concubine and even birthed a prince, so it’s normal for him to want to suppress the emperor. But there is no one from the Lu family in the imperial harem. The Right Minister did not try to curry favor with the emperor. Since he cannot co-exist with the Left Minister, all he had to do was earn the emperor’s favor while he was still the crown prince, then he wouldn’t have to worry about not being able to live a life of luxury and pleasures.”

After he straightened out the contradicting mess that has been entrenched in his heart all this time, Song Rong turned around his hands behind his back. His gaze was scorching.

“Lu Li is not a short-sighted person. The late emperor was already getting on in years and the crown prince would ascend the throne sooner or later… so why would he feel the need to suppress the emperor?”

The advisor was at a loss for words. He stared at Song Rong in a daze.

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Song Rong rushed over to the table and spread out the imperial decree with a severe look in his eyes, “Copy this and go investigate each of these charges one by one.”

Seeing that Song Rong was not giving this order flippantly, the advisor’s expression shifted slightly, “Wangye, the emperor has made up his mind, if you insist on defying the edict…”

“So what if I defy the edict?”

Song Rong turned around coldly. His eyes fell on the window. Every word that he spoke was resolute and decisive, “The new dynasty has just been established, and everything is complicated. Since the emperor doesn’t have time to look into this, I will investigate it myself.”

Song Rong has a lot of battle experience. From the moment he went to the window, he already knew that there was a shadow guard outside.

The emperor still needed to rely heavily on him for the time being, so logically he would not dare to send shadow guards into his palace for surveillance, yet a shadow guard still came. It could only be due to Lu Li’s presence in his palace.

As someone born into the imperial family, Song Rong needed to learn about intrigue, power, and conflict from the day that he could walk and talk.

Since he could think of these things, it was impossible for Song Zhilan to not have considered them.

It’s just that his chest was already filled with hatred, so he deliberately ignored these details that clearly violated the harmony. Perhaps in the bottom of the young emperor’s heart, he also faintly feared looking for any truth hidden below the murky depths.

But Song Rong must get to the bottom of this.

The advisor was stunned for a while. Then he heaved a long sigh, raised his hand to pick up a brush, and copied down the imperial decree carefully.

The moon hung in the middle of the sky. The night was getting darker.

The injuries on his body were not light, so Su Shi slept deeply through the night. It wasn’t until dawn when loud shouts outside his door woke him up.

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An unfamiliar middle-aged man was sitting by his bedside. When the man saw him wake up, he quickly got up and saluted, “You’re awake, Prime Minister. This one is the wangfu’s advisor Shen Mao-”

“Is it time to go to court?”

Before Shen Mao could say the excuse that Song Rong gave him, Lu Li interrupted him in a low voice. The advisor was stunned for a moment. Lu Li actually propped himself up in bed.

His body bore serious injuries and his face was already pale. Sitting up like this was really pushing his body to its limits, and the blood quickly drained from his lips.

The advisor’s expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly moved to help Lu Li: “Prime Minister, wangye said that you must not move around carelessly… the noise outside is not a big deal, you just need to rest in peace. Wangye will come back to see you later.”

Su Shi remained silent. He brushed aside the advisor’s helping hand and just looked serenely at him.

After all, Lu Li had occupied a high position for a long time, so despite being injured his aura remained undisturbed. The advisor’s voice became quieter and quieter, until he finally lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

“It’s time for morning court and the emperor has sent someone to look for me, so naturally he intends to convict me. No matter how willful your wangye is he should not be personally obstructing the emperor.”

Having roughly heard the noisy dispute outside, Su Shi’s eyes were light, and he tried his best to stand up.

Song Rong was not the protagonist, so he couldn’t see the value of the other person’s misunderstanding. He could only guess based on intuition, so he might not be able to counter Song Rong’s actions in a timely manner. Getting convicted at court was the highlight scene for gaining experience points. No matter how the regent tried to obstruct him, he must go to court.

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The advisor’s expression looked more and more awkward. He wanted to stop Lu Li, but he didn’t have the courage to do so. He could only watch helplessly as Lu Li put on his clothes. A twist of his body caused his wound to open up and the glaring red color of blood immediately spread.

But that person did not seem to feel the pain at all. He continued to put on his clothes with an unmoved expression on his face. He didn’t even twitch his eyebrows or eyes in the slightest.

Song Rong was away from the palace and on the battlefield all year round, so there weren’t many expensive clothes in the palace. He eventually found some long black robes with a pattern of thunder and clouds on it for Lu Li. The ink-colored fabric was slightly dull, but it was just right for concealing the oozing blood.

After putting on all his clothes and grooming his appearance, Su Shi turned around and left the room. He headed towards the main door.

There were two groups of people facing each other at the door. Judging from their postures, it seemed like they have already been struggling against each other for quite some time.

The imperial guard obeyed the emperor’s orders absolutely, so they stood outside the door motionlessly and refused to retreat without seeing Lu Li. However, Song Rong had no intention of handing Lu Li over at all. These soldiers fought on the battlefield all year round. They stood guard at the door with murderous looks on their faces. They also did not intend to back down an inch.

For people not in the know, it looked like the emperor wanted to conduct a search and seizure of the regent’s palace.

Su Shi sighed lowly and walked towards the door. He passed Song Rong and walked slowly towards the imperial guards with their swords and halberds.

“Prime Minister!”

There was an anxious shout behind him, with unabashed concern and worry. Su Shi paused slightly, and finally stood still and turned around.

Song Rong looked at him, his heroic sword eyebrows were tightly furrowed. His gaze became deeper and deeper. The expression in his eyes was one of blood and pain.

In the end, Su Shi’s heart softened a little and the look in his eyes also softened a little. He cupped his hands in salute and said warmly to him, “I slept well last night. Thank you, wangye. Lu Li should go now.”

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Chapter 164 – Historically Memorable Villainy Arc (50.1)

Song Rong did not come back, but he attentively had people deliver meals to Su Shi and added more braziers to the room.

For fear of agitating the wound, there was only a thin layer of soft brocade quilt on Su Shi’s body, but thanks to the brazier beside him, he did not feel very cold. However, the fatigue caused by blood loss still lingered.

Su Shi really did not have any appetite for food. He dismissed the servants that came to attend to him, pushed the food box away, and closed his eyes to rest on a soft pillow.

Due to the main god’s prohibition, that other person could not brazenly occupy the body of every world’s protagonist anymore. The protagonist for this world clearly has a new and different set of data. But now Su Shi was wondering if that guy had chased him into this world too and was now occupying the body the regent.

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Song Rong seemed to be very adept at throwing away Su Shi’s pot, just like that guy, but the fact that he got angry with Su Shi made Su Shi uncertain about Song Rong’s identity.

Well, it was fine if he was still uncertain. After all, he wasn’t here to reunite with that guy. He was here to complete a mission. He couldn’t let himself be derailed from the mission due to a moment’s inattention.

Su Shi yawned lightly. He was feeling very tired. He pillowed his head on his arms and closed his eyes.

As the night settled in, chill crept in through the window lattice.

Song Rong sat at the table, still clutching the crumpled imperial decree in his hand. The night wind was cold, and the candle flame flickered.

Wangye, what do you need me for?” His advisor pushed open the door and entered the room. He saw the bright yellow cloth in Song Rong’s hand and his heart skipped a beat. He hurried over to read the contents. Only after affirming the contents did he calm down. He smiled as he took a seat: “Isn’t this the imperial edict impeaching the Prime Minister of the Right? How come it is with you, wangye?”

“By chance.” Song Rong spoke quietly. He handed the advisor the imperial edict and asked, “If I ask you to look at it, what can you see?”

He has read this edict many times, and apart from being secretly startled by the irreversible ruthlessness of it, the only thing left was his disbelief when he saw those charges.

Up till now, Lu Li has not defended himself at all. But Song Rong still instinctively believed that the Lu Li he saw was definitely not the heinous and treacherous person depicted in the imperial edict.

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The advisor was slightly surprised. He took the imperial edict and read it carefully for a while. Then he handed it back with both hands and sighed softly, “If you’re asking me what I can see from it… compare to previous years, the emperor has made a great deal of progress.”

“Progress?”

Song Rong took the edict, frowned slightly, and sat up straight.

Wangye has been fighting at the borders all year round, and hardly gets involved in political affairs, so naturally [you] would not know, but when the current emperor was still a prince, it was actually quite depressing.”

When he saw Song Rong’s puzzled expression, the advisor let out an involuntary laugh and patiently explained, “The Right Minister openly suppressed him while the Left Minister secretly plotted against him. All the orders that came from the East Palace were ignored. Back then, the emperor did not have such a straightforward and decisive aura…”

[T/N: The East Palace is the crown prince’s residence.]

Song Rong’s heart moved slightly and he spread out the edict to look over it again. The imperial seal was impressed so deeply upon the edict that it nearly seeped through to the back of the silk.

Wangye, look, this edict seems ordinary, but in fact, every step of the way is intertwined. It might not appear to be coercive, but the emperor has already blocked the Right Minister’s every escape route. Regardless of how the Right Minister tries to defend himself, or what decision the imperial court comes to, the Right Minister cannot come out of this completely unscathed.”

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The advisor folded his sleeves and leaned over to explain it carefully for Song Rong. He could not help sighing lightly with relief. “Although this is just an imperial edict, it already shows the beginnings of a wise emperor. He will finally be able to sweep away the decline of the late emperor’s final years and revive the majesty of the empire.”

Song Rong looked upon the gratification in the advisor’s eyes and his eyes narrowed. A premonition that sent vague chills through his body sprouted up in his heart.

Lu Li was even wearing iron chains and heavy shackles. When the medical officer was treating his injuries, Song Rong could see that Lu Li’s wrists were red and swollen, and the skin was rubbed raw by the metal shackles. Compared to the wounds left by swords and arrows, this sight made his heart ache the most.

Lu Li wore the cold shackles bestowed by the emperor, he bored the stigma of being a heinous and treacherous official, and he was about to be put into a prison cart and paraded through the streets to be humiliated in every which way…

However, Lu Li still protected the young emperor with an unquestionable attitude, and he even used his already injured body to block an arrow for the emperor.

Beneath Lu Li’s cold gaze, could he also be holding the same look of gratification as the advisor? Why would he treasure and hold close the imperial edict that condemned him so thoroughly?

“Why did he suppress the emperor?”

The regent’s voice was a little hoarse which startled the advisor.

“What is wangye saying?”

“I’m not good at court affairs, and I don’t understand disputes in the officialdom, but I can still understand tactics like winning over the emperor’s favor and gathering powerful influences for oneself.”

Song Rong got up, and walked slowly to the window. The cold night wind poured in along the cracks within the windowsill, chilling him to the heart.

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Chapter 163

The gushing blood washed away the medicinal powder. The physician’s forehead was covered with cold sweat. He hurriedly fetched more cloth and pressed down desperately on the wound, using all his strength.

As soon as the cloth touched the wound it became soaked through with blood. The physician repeated this again and again. After several rounds the clear water in the basin beside the bed turned completely red. The bleeding from the wound finally stopped after great difficulty. Then the physician applied the best vulnerary from the army onto the wound with great care.

Song Rong’s body was rigid and tense throughout the entire process. Finally, his stiff arms relaxed somewhat, but he kept holding the body within his arms. He watched as the physician took care of the major injury and then went on to dress the smaller wounds.

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The inner garment has been completely soaked through in blood and could no longer be salvaged. The expensive and exquisite fabric was carefully cut away from the body. Song Rong raised his arm slightly, trying to remove the bloodied clothes for Lu Li, but suddenly a fold of bright yellow fabric fell out from the bloodstained lapel.

Song Rong’s brows subconsciously furrowed. He pulled out the bright yellow cloth and unfolded it. The light in his eyes abruptly dimmed.

It was the emperor’s decree to punish Lu Li.

He was also present when the edict was issued. Song Zhilan stood proudly with a sword in his hand. He looked at the prime minister of the right, who was restrained on the floor, and read the edict out himself.

[T/N: Usually a eunuch reads out the emperor’s edict]

Every word was filled with hatred that almost oozed with blood. The young emperor undoubtedly hated Lu Li to the bones.

But he really could not figure out what was going on in Lu Li’s head. The prime minister had fallen into this desolate situation, yet he kept this edict that condemned him and even carried it around with him…

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Before he could puzzle through this, a hand gripped his wrist firmly.

The hand was cold and the fingertips trembled lightly, but it still held his wrist with a tight grip. Song Rong was stunned. He instinctively lowered his gaze and looked into Lu Li’s eyes, which were clear like cold springs.

“Give it back to me. This is nothing something that you should hold.”

Lu Li’s voice carried the hoarseness and feebleness of someone who had just woken up, but his tone already held a strong coldness that dared anyone to refute him.

Song Rong’s heart trembled suddenly. Feelings of joy and sorrow intertwined so strongly that he could not hold back his emotions. His hand trembled, but he held the imperial decree even tighter. His voice became hoarse.

“Right Prime Minister… you really want to die?”

It was his first time treating Lu Li with such a blunt attitude. It was straightforward to the point of near rudeness, and he regretted it as soon as those words left his mouth. But when he saw the startled look in Lu Li’s eyes, the little bit of ineffable anger in his heart sputtered out.

It was he who had heeded the emperor’s orders to rush back thousands of miles to the capital. It was thanks to his aide that the emperor was able to completely defeat his opponent.

They were the ones who drove Lu Li to his death. But when Lu Li just wanted to die, they instead asked him why he did not have the desire to live.

His chest was already full of remorse. Song Rong carefully helped Lu Li lie on the soft pillow, and then stepped back. His voice was light and bitter.

“If I tell you that I received the imperial edict and came back to aide the emperor without knowing that it would cut off all escape routes for you… would you be willing to believe me?”

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Lu Li remained silent. His handsome brows arched slightly. His clear gaze fell upon Song Rong. His eyes did not hold anger or joy, only a faint bit of misgiving.

Looking at that indifferent and cold gaze, Song Rong’s breathing stuttered and the light in his eyes finally dimmed.

This man really didn’t care anymore.

Since he was already set on the road of death, then what did it matter who held the blade?

Song Rong lowered his gaze. He gripped the imperial edict even tighter, wishing that he could crush the order on the edict to dust.

“Right Prime Minister, rest well, at least for tonight…”

Unwilling to meet the other man’s gaze again, Song Rong put one knee on the ground and partially knelt down beside Lu Li. He placed the vulnerary in Lu Li’s pale and slender fingers. Then he carefully tucked a strand of loose hair behind the man’s ear.

“At least for tonight, Right Prime Minister can sleep soundly and take a rest, okay?”

After he finished speaking, he got up decisively and hurried out of the room.

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Chapter 162

The duration of the stimulant had reached its limit and Su Shi’s consciousness was forcefully pulled out of the world. Upon returning to the virtual space, Su Shi dragged out the hiding system.

“The skill was originally designed for the staff members. To prevent the staff members from actively turning off the skill in order to avoid the plot, once the skill is turned on, it will be active for a full twenty-four hours.”

At that time, the system was too overjoyed at their sudden wealth that it forgot to explain to the host in detail the special effects of the skill. The system felt very guilty. At this point, the system was merely locking the stable door after the horses have already bolted, but it hesitantly said, “Due to the complexity of the world, the scope of the special effect is very wide. It doesn’t just affect humans. Rather, it is for ‘anything that wants to hit you’…”

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No wonder that cold arrow had struck him without mercy. Even if he had not turned around, that arrow would still curve around to pierce him in the back.

Su Shi’s head hurt from thinking of that unexpected mishap. “I regret it now. Can I return it?”

“The host is not a staff member, so this experience is only for twenty-four hours. There are still eighteen hours left. After that the special effect will automatically expire.”

The system hurriedly added a sentence, and continued tentatively, “If the host is satisfied, the shop also offers a cracked version specifically for users. You can choose to purchase it…”

“No need.”

Su Shi flatly declined. He made up his mind to remain unconscious for the remaining eighteen hours.

The physical body was seriously injured, so it was a toss up whether he would wake up anyway. Seeing that his HP value was in the red zone, Su Shi bought two more revival pills, and put them in his bag.

In any other world, these pills that seem like fake medicine based on the name indeed did not have any real effect, but in the setting of an ancient world they possessed the magical effect of saving lives.

His task this time was actually very simple, just [live to the enthronement ceremony and see Song Zhilan become the actual emperor of a country with his own eyes].

To complete the task, he only needed to ensure that he lived up to that day, and even on that day he would be relatively free. So Su Shi did not insist on the development of the plot, but occasionally in his spare time a vague thought would pop up in his head.

This was different from how he had to complete tasks for the sake of the plot every time. This time it seemed like the task was the actual wish of the original body.

Even if it was not for experience points, Su Shi still wanted to work hard to live until the day when the new emperor ascended the throne, so that this body could witness it all with its own eyes.

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Besides, the experience points this time might not be unsalvageable. The pot nearly slipped from his hands, but he still managed to catch it by the edge.

Finally, he got to work with a protagonist that was staunch in his decision. Just by using cold words and sneering, Su Shi could lower the protagonist’s favorability. This was much better than the protagonists who chose to forgive him every time.

Su Shi recalled how fierce the young emperor looked at him and he couldn’t help but be gratified. He sighed with relief. Suddenly his vision went dark.

The buffer time has ended. His consciousness left the virtual space and returned to the physical body.

There was something warm and not super hard under his body. His shoulders, back, and arms were firmly held in place. The painkillers were gradually weakening, and there was a faint tearing pain radiating from his back.

There was a constant rush of sounds around him. Footsteps hurried back and forth. Things were being handed over. He heard the physician’s cautious voice: “Wangye, time to pull out the arrow…”

Song Rong nodded slightly. He received the slice of prepared ginseng. He carefully pushed the slice of ginseng pass the Right Minister’s cold lips and maneuvered it under his tongue.

Song Rong was used to handling swords and bows. He felt that no matter how careful he was being he was still afraid of hurting the delicate glass-like person in his arms. He held onto Lu Li’s shoulders and arms tightly, but he did not dare to use all his strength. His chest pressed down almost reverently, protecting the man’s cold and weak shoulders and neck.

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The blood-soaked clothes had been carefully cut away. A cloth with medicinal powder was pressed around the injured area, and the blood had scabbed over. Upon arriving at the mansion, Song Rong had broken off the shaft of the arrow. But the arrow was still embedded deeply in the middle of Lu Li’s back.

On the horse ride back, Lu Li did not react in the slightest, not even to wrinkle his brows in pain. Only his faint temperature and the pulsing in his chest proved that he was still alive.

Song Rong knew that the other man most likely would not hear him and that he might not even be able to wake up again, but he couldn’t help lowering his head and speaking into Lu Li’s ear, “Bear with it for a bit…”

His arms tightened unconsciously around the other man. He had never felt like this before. How he wished to take on the other man’s injuries instead.

The hand holding the arrow shaft trembled and then clenched tightly. The physician hesitated for a moment and then finally pulled out the arrow with a jerk.

Blood gushed out in an instant, dyeing their entire field of vision red in the blink of an eye.

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Chapter 161

Lu Li’s breathing was unsteady and his voice was low. He could not project his usual cold and arrogant demeanor at all.

Song Rong could not help tightening his hold on the man and said in a hoarse voice, “You’re hurt very badly, so stop talking for now.”

Lu Li didn’t listen to him. Instead, he struggled to get up. “Stop the carriage.”

“What are you going to do?”

Song Zhilan finally couldn’t help speaking up. His gaze was practically bursting with anger. He glared at Lu Li fiercely: “You have been seriously injured. You’re about to die! If you don’t get treated, you’ll lose your life. Is that what you want?”

Towards the end of his rant, his voice became softer. His chest heaved up and down. He was already unconsciously showing some faint pleading in his eyes.

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However, Lu Li only lowered his gaze indifferently, and his words were cold: “Your Majesty went through a lot of trouble to make arrangements and the acting regent rushed across a long distance, wasn’t it all just to take my life?”

His words were like sharp ice picks, causing the two of them to feel pain in their chests for a moment, they could hardly speak, but their hearts felt infinitely cold.

“What this Lu Li wants is the power to overturn all levels of society, and riches and honor that overflow to the heavens. From the day I stepped onto this path, I never expected to get a happy ending.”

His body was already nearing its limits. He was barely managing to hold on thanks to the system’s stimulants. Seeing the expressions on the other two people’s faces dimming and the young emperor’s eyes darkening, Su Shi finally felt a little relieved in his heart, but he didn’t show any of that on his face.

“Stop the carriage and let this minister down, or this minister will die in front of the emperor. Choose one, Your Majesty.”

“Lu Li!”

Song Rong could not help blurting out the other man’s name, but before he could continue speaking, Song Zhilan interrupted him with a heavy voice, “Since the Right Minister insists, we won’t force it. The acting regent will send the Right Minister back.”

[T/N: Song Zhilan is using the royal We.]

Hearing the young emperor’s sudden and indifferent tone, Song Rong couldn’t help turning his head, but the carriage had already stopped.

Lu Li did not look back at all. He stood up with great difficulty, using the carriage door for support. His body listed to the side and he nearly tumbled down to the ground.

He was already an arrow at the end of its flight. Only his mental strength drove him forward. His injured body toppled over, but he fell into the embrace of broad and strong arms instead.

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The familiar warmth almost made Su Shi misunderstood. In a trance, he raised his eyes and met with a pair of jet-black pupils that were almost spitting out fire.

Song Rong did not say a word and just picked Lu Li up. He grabbed the reins from the imperial guard, situated Lu Li onto the horse, and then galloped towards the wangfu*.

[*T/N: wangfu is a mansion that belongs to a wangye]

The jostling of riding on horseback would only increase Lu Li’s pain, but Song Rong did not have time to take care of that. He could only grit his teeth and swing the whip vigorously.

Faster. Much faster.

He could practically feel the life slipping from Lu Li’s body. A strong fear gripped his heart, pushing away all his thoughts and leaving only one stubborn thought.

He must save this person. It didn’t matter even if Lu Li ended up hating him…

The carriage did not move. Song Zhilan sat motionless, staring at the harsh sight of Lu Li’s spilt blood.

He was not surprised that Lu Li was unwilling to yield to him, or even accept his grace.

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This was the arrogant and willful Minster of the Right that he knew. As long as that man was still conscious, he would not willingly bow his head to anyone. Even if he were on the verge of life or death, he would rather die than suffer humiliation.

Song Zhilan curled his lips stiffly, and suddenly buried his face in his hands.

The sight of the dried blood on his palms was branded onto the inside of his eyelids. His eye sockets felt painful and dry, without any intention of tears.

He was being stupid. Why would that person save him?

How could such a thing be possible?

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Chapter 160

The sound of the clanking manacles roused the young emperor from his stupor.

Song Zhilan couldn’t bear it anymore. He stepped forward and raised his hands to help the person in front of him, but his actions were in vain.

Lu Li’s knees touched the ground. He was kneeling in front of him.

Song Zhilan’s outstretched hands stopped in midair. His breath caught in his chest and there was a stinging sensation in his eyes. He withdrew back. He looked down at the figure kneeling before him with dazed eyes.

This was the first time that Lu Li has ever knelt before him.

There was a twelve-year age difference between the two of them. The year that Lu Li scored number one on the imperial exam, Song Zhilan was still just an immature prince who did not understand anything. His smiling imperial father had brought the elegant young man to Song Zhilan and told him that the young man would be his studying companion.

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Lu Li served as his studying companion for three years, and when he reached the age of majority he entered the imperial court and became a government official.

Within those three years, Lu Li has not once knelt down to him, and Song Zhilan had not perceived anything wrong with that. He had just earnestly followed behind that dazzling figure, enjoying his gentle and patient guidance. Day and night, Song Zhilan looked forward to the day when he would finally grow up to become a remarkable adult and modest gentleman like Lu Li.

After Lu Li entered the imperial court, everything changed. In just three short years, he had become a completely different person.

That person won over the emperor’s trust and was promoted to the Prime Minister of the Right. Ever since then, he became a callous and arrogant man that threw his weight about. The gentle smile within his eyes were gone without a trace, and every time Song Zhilan saw him there would be an arrogant disdain in his eyes that stung.

He suddenly lost any status he had in the imperial court. No one took his words seriously anymore, and no matter what he tried to do he would be met with inexplicable obstructions. The crown prince was repeatedly suppressed. It seemed as if the emperor and the rest of the world had forgotten that he existed.

That was when he realized that Lu Li’s tenderness and easy-going nature were false, and that his elegance and brilliance were all part of a thin mask that easily crumbled to reveal his true nature. Song Zhilan saw that once a person gained power, they could ruthlessly stomp everything under their foot.

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Hatred quietly bred in his heart. He painstakingly studied the library’s collection of books around the clock, seeking knowledge on how to become a good ruler. He got in contact with court councilors surreptitiously and secretly gathered influence. Finally, it came time for him to counterattack.

The positions reversed. He became the victor and Lu Li became the loser. Lu Li suffered a total defeat and ended up as a prisoner.

He swore to himself that he would make Lu Li kneel before him one day. Now that the man was kneeling in front of him, but he did not feel a shred of victorious glee.

“Prime Minister!”

Song Rong was the first to realize that something was wrong. He quickly came over to support Lu Li’s stiff body. He turned the prime minister over and held him in his arms.

Lu Li’s white clothes were almost completely dyed in red blood. Lu Li leaned against Song Rong’s shoulder, completely motionless. His eyes were closed and his lips were pale. He had completely lost consciousness.

“Escort the emperor back to the palace!”

Song Rong picked up Lu Li in a bridal carry and gave out orders in a sharp voice. Just as he was about to bring Lu Li onto the carriage, a hand on his elbow stopped him.

The person in his arms was hurt very badly. He could not afford a moment’s delay. With anxiety riddling his heart, Song Rong turned around with a frown. It was the young emperor who had stopped him. Song Zhilan had a complicated look in his eyes.

“…The royal carriage is faster.”

Song Zhilan spoke in a low voice. His knuckles had turned white from the force of his grip. It was as if one of his core pillars of belief had almost been overturned.

This makes us even, he thought.

Regardless of what the reason might be, Lu Li had saved him this time, so he had to save the other man in turn. After this, neither one would owe the other anything. And then they could continue to settle old debts.

If Lu Li died just like this, he would be getting off too easily.

For a split second, Song Rong’s expression turned complicated, but he did not refuse. He carried Lu Li into the royal carriage. Song Zhilan also got on, and they sat together.

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The carriage driver cracked the whip and the carriage sped forward towards the palace. At the moment when they were about to enter the palace’s gate, Song Rong seemed to perceive something and he lowered his head.

The person in his arms was slowly opening his eyes. Lu Li’s gaze was blank for a moment before regaining clarity. Those eyes took in the situation within the carriage.

There was a radiant light in Lu Li’s gaze that came on so swiftly that even the person in question did not notice. Song Zhilan eagerly sat up straight. He looked into Lu Li’s eyes, which were clear and bright like freshly fallen snow. His lips moved but no words came out.

Lu Li frowned. Then it was as if he had figured something out, and all at once the arrogance and indifference of before returned to his pale face. His voice was mocking and cold.

“I’m afraid you got the wrong impression. I never entertained the though of saving you. It’s just that those people insisted on going after me. That is all…”

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Chapter 159 (49.1)

Song Zhilan raised his head and his vision abruptly contracted.

The figure that stood before him still had his usual unyielding and domineering posture. Without a word, he blocked all the weapons aiming for Song Zhilan.

[T/N: From Song Zhilan’s POV it looks like the assassins are targeting him in this instance, but they’re actually attacking Su Shi – who is in front of the emperor – because of his [Come, Come and Hit Me] skill.]

At first, Su Shi wanted to furtively protect the young emperor, but under the increasingly fierce siege of the assassins, Su Shi’s actions became too eye-catching to ignore.

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Emotions suddenly surged violently. Song Zhilan gritted his teeth. His tense body was trembling slightly. His gaze was becoming increasingly darker and fiercer.

Who needed this man to save him…?

With the shackles still on him, naturally the prime minister’s movements would be restricted. The tall and straight figure in white suddenly staggered back a few paces as he parried the blade that was coming for his head, but the blade had already managed to penetrate into the man’s shoulder.

Blood seeped through the fabric in an instant, filling the young emperor’s eyes with a screen of red. “Prime Minister–!”

The emperor blurted out the familiar title, but he bit his lower lip hastily and resolutely pushed down the instinctive nervousness.

Su Shi was so exhausted by the siege that he had no time to pay attention to the young emperor behind him. With the iron chain between his wrists, he caught the incoming blade and kept it stuck in his shoulder. He roundhouse kicked the man far away, but in the blink of an eye another assassin came to take his place. They attacked him as if they did not fear death.

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The imperial bodyguards had taken down a wave of assassins easily as if they were chopping up melons or vegetables, but the remaining assassins continued to relentlessly attack Su Shi, and Su Shi finally realized what a terrible skill he had acquired.

The shackles restricted most of his movements. Su Shi frowned. He grabbed the blade of the sword with his bare hands, pulled it down with great strength and threw it on the ground.

Song Rong cleaved the assassin in front of him with one strike. Then his gaze turned to Lu Li who was still in the middle of the siege.

The figure in white was soaked through with blood and almost unable to stay standing, but those frosty eyes were filled with sharp murderous intent, still exuding a cold arrogance that could not be disgraced.

Unfamiliar emotions stirred quietly. The image of the figure in white was seared into his brain, making his heart heat up. He clenched the long blade in his hand and threw himself into the thick of battle.

With Su Shi firmly holding the enemies’ attention, the imperial bodyguards soon gained the upper hand, and not long after they took care of all the assassins.

Su Shi might have analgesics to withstand the pain with, but the toll of physical exertion could not be ignored. When the last assassin fell, Su Shi finally felt like he could extirpate himself from the tension. He staggered back a step and nearly collapsed to the ground.

Two pairs of hands reached out to support him.

Song Zhilan’s pupils contracted and he abruptly withdrew his hands. His expression instantly turned cold. He flicked his sleeves and took two steps back.

The young emperor folded his unoccupied hands into his voluminous sleeves. The warm blood on the palms of his hands felt hot like scalding magma. He clenched his fists tightly. The sight of flesh and blood flying everywhere did not disturb him in the least, but seeing the blood spreading across that man’s body made him feel inexplicable alarm and fear.

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Clearly the young emperor wanted that man dead.

Every night, he would force himself to chew and swallow down the humiliation caused by that man. In his dreams he would hack that man into pieces so that he would not be able to reincarnate whole.

But in this moment, all his negative feelings towards that man turned into a thorn stuck in his chest. He felt confused and lost.

Things did not look encouraging.

Su Shi saw that the protagonist’s misunderstanding value was fluctuating up and down nonstop. He took a deep breath, pushed Song Rong away, and turned to look at the young emperor who wore an expression of uncertainty on his face.

His expression turned cold once again. He was just about to say a few harsh words to the young emperor when his body suddenly shook terribly.

Song Rong’s vision narrowed. He saw the glint of something sharp flying towards them, but in the end he was a step too late.

The sharp arrow that was originally aimed at Song Zhilan plunged deeply into Lu Li’s back.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Song Rong saw red. He ferociously flung the sword in his hand and killed the assassin archer hiding in the shadows.

Song Zhilan’s eyes trembled as he stared at the scene before him in a trance. He looked at the man who blocked the final arrow for him. A chill suddenly wracked his body causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

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Chapter 158

Armored imperial bodyguards ran in and encircled Su Shi in the small study. The shaoqing of the Imperial Court of Judicial Review* walked in with his hands behind his back. He gave Su Shi a mocking once over.

[*T/N: 大理寺少卿 – This is an official title. There is no direct equivalent in English, so I translated it to the best of my ability. 大理寺 (da li si) means “Imperial Court of Judicial Review,” (shao) can mean young or less, and (qing) is an honorific for a high-ranking official. I decided to keep 少卿 (shaoqing) in pinyin for his title, and translate 大理寺 (da li si) into English, so that it would be easy to tell which department he works in. In modern day, this person would be similar to someone in the Supreme Court who handles prison cases.]

“The emperor said: Since the Prime Minister of the Right has nothing to say and the prime minister’s mansion is no longer a place suitable for living in, why not go sleep in the Heavenly Prison* where it will be nice and quiet? What does the Prime Minister of the Right think about this?”

[*T/N: Heavenly Prison 天牢 – refers to the prison in the capital and directly under the control of the imperial court. It is different from the Earthly Prison 地牢, which is below ground. The Heavenly Prison is above ground and it is a place where prisoners with severe crimes are held.]

Su Shi raised his eyebrows slightly. He more or less understood the situation.

The correct procedure was to wait for the imperial court to discuss and judge his crimes before they send him to prison to await his execution. But the young emperor has decided to humiliate him, so he would naturally drag this process out as long as possible, long enough to thoroughly break down the prime minister. The most desirable outcome would be to get the prime minister to cry bitter tears and beg for a swift death. Only then would the emperor’s anger be assuaged.

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But yesterday, the acting regent suddenly came to look for him for no reason, and his attitude was unexpectedly gentle, which probably caused a lot of pressure for the emperor who has only just managed to warm the throne [with his butt].

It looked like that Song Rong wasn’t completely unhelpful [for his mission to carry the pot].

Su Shi lightly raised the corners of his lips and fluttered his sleeves to shake away the imperial bodyguard that wanted to shackle him.

“I can sleep in my mansion, then naturally I can also sleep in the Heavenly Prison. Lu Li thanks the emperor for his care.”

His martial arts abilities were the real deal. Otherwise, there was no need to send along so many imperial bodyguards just to bring him to the Heavenly Prison. Seeing that Lu Li merely disdained being put in shackles and wasn’t going to resist arrest, the shaoqing of the Imperial Court of Judicial Review was relieved. He gave a meaningful glance to the imperial bodyguards, and then he stepped back to make way: “Prime Minister of the Right, this way please.”

Su Shi glanced at the shaoqing lightly and stepped forward calmly, but he suddenly shook his arms towards the back.

Two imperial bodyguards with halberds were about to strike Su Shi to force him to kneel, but a sweep of Su Shi’s sleeves caused them to stumble back a few steps. With ashen faces, the bodyguards fell to the floor.

“You want me to kneel? Even the current emperor in power does not have much confidence. So small fries like you should mind your place.”

Not once did Su Shi look backwards. Su Shi paused and turned his body slightly to look at the shaoqing of the Imperial Court of Judicial Review, whose complexion had changed abruptly. Su Shi smirked slightly: “I’ve been sentenced to execution. A person who is about to die can do just about anything, don’t you agree?”

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“P- Prime Minister of the Right, please forgive me. This little one does not dare anymore!”

The shaoqing of the Imperial Court of Judicial Review hurriedly took a few steps back, but he was so overwhelmed by the vastness of Su Shi’s power that he instinctively bowed to his knees. He did not even dare to look Su Shi in the face, and he subconsciously kept begging for forgiveness, but a flicker of better resentment flashed across his eyes.

After pulling enough agro, Su Shi sneered, flicked his sleeves, and left in large strides.

It looked like his [Come, Come and Hit Me] ability was really useful.

He no longer resisted. He let the imperial bodyguards escort him out of the prime minister’s mansion and towards the Heavenly Prison.

But when they came across the street corner, Su Shi suddenly stopped.

The young emperor was traveling without a big escort and he was currently standing at the doorway. Beside him was a big prisoner vehicle*. The emperor looked at Su Shi. His gaze was gloomy, but his eyes were not as fierce as the ruthless sharpness cultivated by long years.

[*T/N: prisoner vehicle – according to Chinese dramas, it looks like a narrow cage on wheels. The narrow size forces the prisoner to be in a standing position, while the vehicle is dragged through the streets so that the masses may ridicule the prisoner.]

Song Rong stood behind the emperor. When he saw Su Shi approaching, he lifted his head and looked like he wanted to say something but was hesitating. He obviously realized that sticking up for the wrongdoer would only make Lu Li’s situation even worse.

Su Shi ignored Song Rong. His eyes fell on the heavy shackles prepared for him and he raised his eyebrows slightly. Then he slowly straightened up his body.

The young emperor’s name was Song Zhilan. The meaning of his name was for him to wield the power to bring peace and tranquility to the world. It was a name that Lu Li had come up with in the past. This was already over ten years ago. If the young emperor knew this, he would probably refuse to use his name ever again.

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Su Shi wasn’t too willing to be paraded through the streets, but he just sighed lightly and did not resist. He silently let them put the heavy shackles on him.

Suddenly he caught a glimpse of light reflecting off of something sharp.

A shrill alarm sounded in Su Shi’s ears. It was a warning that the protagonist’s life was in danger. Su Shi’s brows furrowed. As if he was running out of patience for the clumsy imperial bodyguard trying to shackle him, Su Shi flicked his sleeved and turned around.

Because of his suddenly action, the sharp object ended up colliding with the iron fetters between his wrists in a loud clang.

“Assassins! Protect the emperor!”

The imperial bodyguards responded very quickly. After barking out a sharp order, he wanted to protect the emperor and quickly get him onto the carriage to flee.

The person that ended up striking his fetters was quite strong, locking his hands in place and restricting his movements. Su Shi had to retreat a few steps before being able to unleash his power. The light in his eyes dimmed.

The masked men in black had jumped out from nowhere. With just a rough estimated, Su Shi saw more than twenty of them. All of them looked capable and strong.

Song Rong was used to battle after being in the army for so many years. He pulled the young emperor behind him and led the imperial bodyguards in a fight against the assassins. But because they were so greatly outnumbered, the situation was not looking too good.

The assassins were not afraid of death. They were all targeting the young emperor who had no martial prowess.

Whether it was for his character set up or his mission, Su Shi could not ignore this situation and not care.

Holding the manacles, Su Shi knocked down a few of the assassins. He seized an opportunity to get in front of Song Zhilan. Just as he was about to surreptitiously protect the emperor, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

More than half of the assassins were lured towards him. They were ruthlessly aiming for him.

The assassins were hell bent on beating him up while he brazenly shielded the young emperor.

Song Rong knocked aside an assassin and said in a stern voice: “What are you guys stunned for? Quickly assist the prime minister in protecting the emperor!”

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