Chapter 706 - 707: Awakening
Chapter 706: Chapter 707: Awakening
Xie Anjun’s vision went black, and he nearly fainted.
His mind was buzzing. He couldn’t believe that Zheng Baosu had actually said it!
’He’s clearly trying to drag everyone down with him!’
The vast Qiyuan Hall fell into a deathly silence.
Every guard and palace attendant, including Eunuch Li, was so shaken by those words that their hearts trembled. They all fell silent, not daring to even breathe too loudly.
Hearing Miao Sheng’s impeachment during the court assembly was one thing, but hearing Zheng Baosu confess with his own mouth was another entirely!
This was a capital offense that could lead to the extermination of his entire clan!
Emperor Muwu sat high on his throne, his cold, commanding gaze fixed upon him. The depths of his profound, world-weary eyes betrayed no emotion.
"Is what you have just said all true?"
Zheng Baosu had completely lost his sanity. A savage sneer spread across his face as he laughed. "Every single word! Not a hint of falsehood! If Your Majesty doesn’t believe me, you can send men to the Xie Family estate to investigate!"
Xie Anjun felt as if he had been plunged into an icy abyss. He didn’t know how to react and could only make a desperate, last-ditch struggle for survival. With a deathly pale face, he kowtowed to Emperor Muwu and cried out for justice.
"Your Majesty, please see the truth! This subject has truly done nothing!"
Veins bulged on his forehead, and he was drenched in a cold sweat.
"My father has fought on the battlefield for decades, wholeheartedly serving the nation and remaining utterly loyal to Your Majesty! How could this subject possibly do something so absurd—"
As he spoke, his words were earnest and desperate, eager to absolve himself of all blame.
But Emperor Muwu remained seated, his expression placid and unreadable.
Inside the great hall, only the echo of Xie Anjun’s hoarse voice remained.
Finally, he sensed the strange and unsettling atmosphere. His heart grew even more uneasy, and his ragged voice gradually faded away.
In the end, only a dead silence was left.
Xie Anjun’s throat was dry and tight. He could hear nothing but the frantic pounding of his own heart.
One beat, and then another.
Frantic and relentless.
Finally, just as he thought his heart might burst from his chest, Emperor Muwu spoke in a low voice.
"Do you have any evidence?"
Xie Anjun slowly came back to his senses, chills running down his spine. He belatedly realized that Emperor Muwu’s question was directed at Zheng Baosu.
’Evidence... Right! Evidence!’
’If he can’t produce any evidence, then his accusations are nothing but slander!’
Xie Anjun’s heart was in his throat once more.
Unable to contain himself, he fixed his gaze on Zheng Baosu again, his heart pounding like a war drum.
’Life and death... hanging by a thread!’
...
「Fan Family Estate.」
Fan Chengzhuo awoke to a splitting headache.
He clutched his head and forced himself to sit up, but the throbbing pain didn’t subside, causing his brows to furrow deeply.
His thoughts felt sluggish as a result.
Looking around, he realized he was in his own bedroom. It was quiet, and there was no one else around.
’This is...’
Fan Chengzhuo closed his eyes, a faint feeling that something was wrong washing over him.
’Home... Why am I at home?’
’Didn’t I go to the Xie Family’s estate...?’
’Wait!’
Fan Chengzhuo’s eyes shot open!
’That’s not right!’
He had clearly gone to the Xie Family estate to beg Xie Anjun to find a way to save someone. But Xie Anjun had firmly refused, and in a fit of anger, he had passed out...
’How much time has passed!?’
Fan Chengzhuo hurriedly looked out the window and saw that it was already broad daylight!
His heart sank to the pit of his stomach.
"Someone, come—come here!"
The servant waiting outside the door heard the commotion and quickly pushed the door open, jogging inside. Seeing that Fan Chengzhuo was awake, his face lit up with a joyful smile.
"My lord! You’re finally awake! This humble servant thought you—"