The emperor's order is so sacred. Almost as soon as Emperor Hong'an finished speaking, Jiang Yuan, the leader of the bodyguards who always followed Emperor Hong'an, came forward with two guards with swords, cupped his fists and bowed to Mu Jieyu.
He said: "Princess, please."
Before Mu Jieyu could move, Xuanyuan Zhirong had already clasped her wrist and pulled Mu Jieyu forcefully behind him. He raised his head, his boundless and deep phoenix eyes shining like stars, looking at Emperor Hong'an.
He said: "This matter has nothing to do with Min'er. If the father is angry with Min'er, it may be difficult for everyone to talk about it. I am willing to bear the responsibility."
"Okay!" Emperor Hong'an shouted coldly and looked at Xuanyuan Zhirong with a deep look, "You are indeed my good son. He dares to take responsibility! Since you plead guilty yourself, I will grant you a favor! Take King Rong down and give him a whip.
The punishment is a small punishment but a big warning."
"emperor!"
"Father..."
"If anyone pleads for mercy, the whipping will be doubled!" Mu Jieyu and Xuanyuan Zhichen shouted at the same time, but before they could say anything, they were interrupted by Emperor Hong'an coldly.
Mu Jieyu was unwilling to retreat, but as soon as she moved, Xuanyuan Zhirong grabbed her again, pulled her down with force, stretched out his hand to gently gather her long hair to her ears, and said to her gently:
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." He tilted his forehead slightly and gently pressed it against hers, "I don't allow you to beg anyone for me. Remember my words, Min'er."
"Don't take Prince Rong away yet!" The two people's unobtrusive intimacy completely angered Emperor Hong'an. Emperor Hong'an's palm hanging under the bright yellow sleeve robe made a squeaking sound. Even Xuanyuan Zhi, who was standing one step away from Emperor Hong'an,
Even Chen heard the crisp sound, which immediately made Xuanyuan Zhichen's heart tremble.
Anyone with eyes could see the emperor's anger, so naturally no one dared to neglect him. Jiang Yuan immediately stepped forward in person, pushed Xuanyuan Zhirong's wooden wheelchair and turned around.
Mu Jieyu, who wanted to take action, was stopped by Xuanyuan Zhichen who stepped forward: "Minmin, don't be impulsive, otherwise it will be your third brother who will suffer the consequences."
Xuanyuan Zhichen's words caused Mu Jieyu's anger to be quenched by a basin of cold water. He suppressed the rage in his blood. Regardless of his status or rules, he turned around and glanced at Emperor Hong'an coldly and resentfully, and then
He turned around and chased after him without hesitation.
The so-called whipping punishment is to take off the shirt and expose the back, and the executioner will whip the back severely with a riding crop. Each whip must have red marks but no blood, otherwise the executioner will cover up!
The news that Emperor Hong'an was going to whip King Rong suddenly spread throughout the paddock. Almost everyone heard about it at the same time. Some people even arrived at the execution hall before Xuanyuan Zhirong. When Mu Jieyu caught up with him,
, when he arrived at the execution hall at the same time as Xuanyuan Zhirong, all the princes who had accompanied him to the paddock were present. Naturally, everyone had different expressions.
The eleventh prince Xuanyuan Zhili was about to rush forward the moment he saw Xuanyuan Zhirong again, but unfortunately he was stopped by Prince Jing Xuanyuan Zhiyue beside her.
Mu Jieyu followed Xuanyuan Zhirong closely, but after Xuanyuan Zhirong was pushed into the execution hall, Jiang Yuan reached out and stopped Mu Jieyu from the threshold: "Princess, please stop."
"Get out of the way!" Mu Jieyu's cold eyes moved from the long arm in front of him to Jiang Yuan's face. His eyes seemed to be covered with ice, which made people feel chilled at first sight.
"Princess, please don't embarrass your humble position." Jiang Yuan remained unmoved and continued to block Mu Jieyu like a wooden stake.