“Alright,” Wu Liuyin stopped, glanced at Takaka, and replied.
Only then did he realize that apart from Su Xijue, who seemed to be deep in thought, there was no one else around.
"Su Xijue, where are Liehuo and the others?" Wu Liuyin suddenly looked at the silent Su Xijue and asked.
Outside, Su Xijue was also thinking about what Takaka had just said. Wu Liuyin was investigating the massacre of her family fifteen years ago, but it also involved things controlled by her father. Could it be the scene he saw that night when he was four years old?
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As dusk settled and night enveloped the entire continent, in the imperial study of the capital city, Su Feng was looking at the memorial in his hands, his expression growing increasingly grim...
The sudden "snap" startled the previously quiet Imperial Study. Andrew rushed forward anxiously and said...
"Your Majesty, please take care of your health!"
The eunuchs and maids standing nearby also knelt down in fear, terrified that the emperor's anger would implicate them.
"This is outrageous! This group of ministers and powerful families are colluding to petition for the Second Prince, Bei Li, to be made crown prince. Does this continent truly belong to me, or to these powerful families? I'm not old enough to need to appoint a crown prince yet, humph..."
Su Feng stood up angrily, pointed out the window, and said, while Andrew obediently agreed.
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. These ministers are simply worried about the lack of an heir, and they are concerned about the future of our Fandu Continent."
"Hmph, so what if I wait until Xijue has a prince before establishing one? I refuse to believe that a dignified emperor of the capital should be led by the nose by his ministers. I'm returning to my palace. I'll order these memorials to be burned immediately. They're infuriating to look at." Su Feng waved his sleeves and left.
Andrew instructed the eunuch beside him to immediately follow.
Inside Tianxiang Palace, candlelight flickered as Su Feng sat on a soft couch, gazing at the portrait of the woman.
"Xiang'er, Xi Jue is now an adult, but he has not yet married or had an heir. The ministers are urging me to establish a crown prince, but I am truly afraid that my health will not allow me to live to see the day when Xi Jue has an heir. Unfortunately, the rules of our ancestors cannot be abolished. Xiang'er, I once promised you that I would definitely let our child ascend the throne."
Su Feng gazed at the woman in the portrait with adoration, his eyes filled with affection.
"What a devoted emperor!" A mocking voice suddenly rang out. Su Feng looked in the direction from which the voice came and saw a man in purple robes walk out from behind the curtain. His appearance was so familiar to Su Feng.
"Who are you?" Su Feng asked, squinting his eyes.
"Who I am is not important. What is important is that you are now in a difficult position again. Xiang'er died so tragically, why don't you avenge the woman you love?" Feng Yunduan asked rhetorically.
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Su Feng's expression grew increasingly terrified. "Who are you? How do you know about what happened back then?"
"Hehe, don't rush, let's think back slowly."
As if hypnotized, Su Feng's thoughts gradually returned to the night fifteen years ago when the Nalan family was massacred.
The candlelight flickered in the same spot, where Su Feng held Xun Hanxiang, Su Xijue's birth mother, and watched as four-year-old Su Xijue practiced martial arts diligently.
"Your Majesty, Xi Jue is getting more and more powerful. He has learned many moves these past few days and seems to have acquired crimson spiritual power. Hehe," Xun Hanxiang said to Su Feng with a warm expression as she looked at Su Xi Jue on the ground.
"Haha, Xijue is my and Xiang'er's child, so naturally he is very intelligent. The throne will definitely be passed to Xijue in the future." Su Feng, who was only forty years old, still looked as young and handsome as ever.
Su Feng truly only cared about Xun Hanxiang, abandoning the three thousand beauties in his harem. Unfortunately, he had already established an empress, so he could only give Xun Hanxiang a title that was below the empress and above all other concubines: Consort Xiang.
Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, extinguishing the lights, and a terrifying sound rang out.
"Su Feng, I want to make a deal with you."
A man's voice rang out, and after a gust of wind, the woman in Su Feng's arms was grabbed by the owner of that terrifying voice and moved ten meters away from Su Feng.
Su Feng immediately broke out in a cold sweat. What a powerful person! He was already at the purple level, yet he felt nothing... Thinking of Su Xijue beside him, he gave him a push, and Su Xijue, who also cleverly understood, quickly ran behind the curtain.
"Let's talk this out," Su Feng said, and then relit the candles, restoring brightness to the room.
Not far away, a masked man in black was covering Xun Hanxiang's mouth with one hand and restraining her other hands with the other. Xun Hanxiang stared wide-eyed at Su Feng in shock, stammering but unable to utter a single word.
"Xiang'er!" Su Feng called out anxiously, then looked at the iron-faced black man and said, "Master, let's talk this out. What do you want to trade?"
"Order the extermination of the Nalan family now, quickly! I only have an hour, or the woman in my hands will die!" the iron-faced black man said coldly, his hands seemingly gripping Xun Hanxiang's neck...
Xun Hanxiang's face turned bright red in an instant.
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"Wait, you mustn't hurt her! I'll write an imperial edict right now, so please don't accidentally harm her..." Seeing that the stern-faced man was serious, Su Feng immediately finished speaking, ran to his desk, spread out a sheet of white paper, and began writing...
"Fine, we'll release her once we hear the news of the Nalan family's annihilation," the iron-faced black man said, his eyes coldly fixed on the anxious and flustered Su Feng. If it weren't for the backlash from the Asura Slash, causing his power to fluctuate and preventing him from releasing his spiritual pressure, leaving him with no choice but to threaten him, the world would have been his for the taking.
After finishing writing, Su Feng silently closed his eyes. After a moment, he opened them with a resolute expression, opened the door, and handed them to the guard at the door.
"I hereby decree that because Nalan Ruo is plotting treason and intends to betray the country, his entire family will be exterminated. I hereby order General He Ze to lead ten thousand guards to carry out this decree."
A cold voice rang out at the door, and the guard responded and immediately relayed the order.
Under the bright moonlight, the Nalan family's home was engulfed in a sea of blood; not a single person, young or old, survived. The guards who raided the house seemed to have lost their minds in the act.
Inside Tianxiang Palace, Su Feng and the Iron-Faced Black Man remained locked in a stalemate for about an hour before a guard reported back.
"Your Majesty, the confiscation of the Nalan family's property has been completed. Every member of the family, without exception, has been executed."
"Step down," Su Feng said with a long sigh, his eyes closed.
After the guards withdrew.
Su Feng looked at the black-faced man: "Now you can let her go, right?"
"Hmph, I never keep my word." The stern-faced black man slowly withdrew Xun Hanxiang from the main hall, his hands clasped behind his back. Suddenly, a crisp "crack" sounded as Xun Hanxiang's bones snapped, and she died. A beautiful woman's life was cut short.
The masked black man also disappeared from the palace.
"Xiang'er..." Su Feng shouted and rushed forward, catching the woman who was about to fall, but she was already lifeless.
"Guards, give chase! Search with all your might for a man in black wearing an iron mask. Anyone who sees him must be killed on sight!" Su Feng shouted angrily, his eyes bloodshot.
Holding the already deceased Xun Hanxiang, he wept bitterly!
Su Xijue stood quietly at the door, watching his father's grief for his mother in the courtyard, and from then on, he became withdrawn!
Not far from the corner, a boy of about seventeen or eighteen frowned, shook his head regretfully, and flew away.
His name is Feng Yunduan, Feng Jingtian's only son, and also the only son he doesn't like!
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As his thoughts gradually returned to reality, Su Feng shook his head, a single tear silently falling from his eye.
Turning to Feng Yunduan, he frowned and asked, "Who exactly are you?"
“I am who I am. I was there that day too. I witnessed the ruthlessness of the Iron-Faced Black Man. It’s a real pity that you haven’t avenged your beloved yet. How can you be worthy of being called your daughter? Tsk tsk tsk tsk…” Feng Yunduan said with a wicked smile, her eyes fixed on Su Feng’s facial expression.
"You..." Su Feng glared angrily, but before he could finish speaking, Feng Yunduan had already flashed to his side, stuffed a pill into Su Feng's mouth, and pressed Su Feng's acupoint.
When he reappeared, he was already far away from Su Feng, staring at Su Feng with wide eyes.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll just give you a poison that will accelerate aging, and you won't be able to speak anymore. It's a pity, but you'll age and die in just ten days. It won't be too painful. Since you can't do anything, I'll have you write the imperial edict first. It establishes Su Beili as the Crown Prince. Isn't that great?" Feng Yunduan said jokingly, but then she started writing on the desk.
After a moment, he looked at his copy of Su Feng's notes with satisfaction, grinned mischievously, and left Su Feng's bedroom with a flourish.
The next day, Emperor Fandu suddenly fell ill with a strange disease that no one could cure.
Su Nanxiang, Su Zhongheng, and several others were kneeling before Su Feng's window, their faces contorted in pain. The imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital were all observing Su Feng, shaking their heads in disbelief.
Su Feng lay on the bed, unable to move or speak, his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling.
Among the group, only Su Beili and Su Xijue were missing.
"Father..." A loud cry rang out, and Su Beili rushed in, ran to Su Feng's window, looked sadly at Su Feng lying on the bed, but secretly laughed to himself. That young master was indeed reliable and efficient, getting things done so quickly.
Su Feng was unusually excited to see Su Beili arrive. He suddenly struggled restlessly on the bed, but made no move. His expression became unpredictable, whether he was happy or sad.
"Father, what's wrong?" Su Yuanqing asked anxiously, seeing his father's unusual appearance.